His Precious Love novel Chapter 307

Chapter 307 What Did She Buy
On the fifth day, Wyatt’s wound finally scarred over, and he was in high spirits, alive and well.
When the doctor declared him to be fine, Curtis made arrangements for him to be released from the hospital.
The day of his release from the hospital was Christmas Eve. It had been snowing since the morning, signaling a heavy snowfall to come later.
After arriving at the hotel, Wyatt rushed upstairs.
As soon as Jessica opened the door, he threw his arms around her and hugged her tightly, showering her with kisses. “Babe, I’ve missed you! Why didn’t you come to visit me in the hospital?” he asked.
“Hey, stop it!” Jessica muttered. Afraid of affecting his wound, she pushed his face away. “Mr. Faymon and Mr. Xavier took turns taking care of you, right?”
“I don’t give a d*mn about them.” Wyatt pouted unhappily. “I waited for you every day, but you didn’t even answer my calls.”
He took her hand and placed it on his chest. “Feel it. My heart still aches.”
Jessica wanted to pull her hand away, but he refused to release his grip on her.
Through his shirt, Jessica could feel his heart thumping furiously.
Suddenly, Jessica felt horrible.
She was taken aback by her sudden emotions and didn’t know how to respond. Her eyes welled up with tears as she pressed her lips together, remaining silent.
“Babe, what’s wrong?” Wyatt became anxious when he saw her biting her lip silently. He wrapped his arms around her and said, “It was just a joke. I wasn’t mad at you. I know you didn’t come to the hospital because you were worried about me.”
“I wasn’t worried about you.”
“Okay, okay. Don’t cry. Otherwise, people might think I’ve been mistreating you.”
Jessica gave him a light punch and buried her head in his chest. “You did bully me. Why did you take that bullet for me? Couldn’t you have ignored me?”
“Of course not. You’re my girlfriend. No, you’re my fiancée.” Wyatt belatedly realized they were already engaged. Why do I keep calling her my girlfriend? I’m a fool.
He brushed his fingers through her hair and said sincerely, “You’re not just my fiancée; you’re also my darling. You mean a lot to me. As a man, it’s my responsibility to protect you, and I would be failing if I couldn’t.”
Hearing that, Jessica felt even more uneasy.
I really hate feeling this sentimental.
Feeling bad for him, she took a deep breath and lifted her head to look at him. “Wyatt.”
Wyatt arched a brow. “Hm?”
“I want…” She pressed her lips together, unable to complete her sentence as the words got stuck in her throat. She wasn’t sure how to express herself.
Wyatt lowered his head to kiss her and chuckled. “I know. You want to spend Christmas with me, right? This is the first holiday we get to spend with each other!”
Jessica didn’t have a chance to speak as Wyatt immediately began complaining about how hungry he was and pulled her toward the restaurant. He chose a table by the window so they could watch the falling snow outside.
Wyatt kept complaining about how bored he had been at the hospital over the past five days, as he only got to spend time with Curtis and Theodore. He was desperate to get some fresh air.
Jessica listened to him quietly.
Soon, Rayna and the rest came downstairs to eat.
Wyatt was the only one who was excited about celebrating Christmas since Curtis and Theodore didn’t really care about it. However, they didn’t mind celebrating if Rayna and the other girls wanted to.
It was Christmas Eve, and the streets were bustling with activity. After they finished eating, Wyatt suggested that they go shopping as well.
Curtis glanced at him. “Is your wound all right?”
“It’s been five days, so I’m perfectly fine now!” Wyatt declared smugly. He pulled Jessica into his arms and added, “This is the first holiday I’m going to spend with Jessie, and we must make more memories together.”
Curtis couldn’t be bothered to reply.
After finishing their meal, they got ready and headed out.
The weather was cold outside. That year, Christmas Eve happened to fall on a Saturday, so the streets were crowded. The snow that fell on the ground quickly melted, leaving the surface wet and slippery.
On both sides of the street, the stores had put up Christmas decorations or hung mistletoe wreaths on their door.
It was beginning to look a lot like Christmas.
Curtis had made all of the necessary preparations, but he was still worried that Arnaud would come out with something else. Thus, he stayed close to her when they went shopping outside, much to Rayna’s amusement and exasperation.
“Oh, what a gorgeous scarf!”
When they walked past an accessories store, Rayna spotted a light grey scarf wrapped around the mannequin’s neck in the display window and immediately took a liking to it. She dragged Curtis into the store.
Once inside, she asked the store assistant to take the scarf from the mannequin and stood on tiptoes to wrap it around Curtis’ neck. She then stepped back to assess him and nodded in satisfaction. “It looks good with your coat!”
Rayna then went to the counter to pay for her purchase.
After paying for it, she waved the receipt in Curtis’ direction and grinned. “Mr. Faymon, you’ve already given me a lot of gifts, so I shall buy a gift for you today. Merry Christmas!”
Curtis gave her a look and said, “Mrs. Faymon, you’re always calculating, huh? The gifts I gave you add up to an astronomical amount, but you only gave me a scarf that cost twenty thousand in Jetroinian currency.”
“I picked it after much consideration,” Rayna corrected him. “Mr. Faymon, your gifts might be expensive, but I didn’t receive any money. I used my money and bought this scarf for twenty thousand Jetroinian currency!”
Curtis replied helplessly, “Okay, you’re always right.”
Rayna harrumphed.
When they left the accessories store, the snow was falling heavily and accumulating on the ground.
Curtis opened his coat wide to cover Rayna.
“I’m not cold,” Rayna protested, not wanting to be covered by his coat. “I haven’t seen snow in a while. Let me enjoy it! If it snows a lot, we might be able to have a snowball fight tonight!”
“No, it’s easy to catch a cold in this weather.” Curtis pulled her back gently as if embracing a child. “Be good. You can enjoy the snow later after it has accumulated more.”
“You’re so petty!”
“If you were not mine, I wouldn’t bother doing so.”
Rayna pouted unhappily, so Curtis leaned down to kiss her cheek. “Since you gave me a Christmas present, I’ll personally instruct you on the Kingdoms Group project when we get back,” he promised.
“Really?” Rayna’s eyes lit up. “After taking care of Mr. Ziegler, I have too much free time. Work doesn’t feel challenging anymore. I even considered resigning.”
Curtis chuckled softly. “Your job is easy, and you get paid for it. Isn’t that a good thing?”
“Others might be able to relax, but I can’t,” Rayna said, hugging his waist. “I need to have a backup plan. If Faymon Group doesn’t want me, at least I’ll still be able to survive on my own.”
“Mrs. Faymon, are you insinuating that Faymon Group and I are not reliable?”
“That remains to be seen!”
They walked down the street together, snuggled up close and chatting happily, leaving a trail of footprints behind them. As they crossed the road, a figure stepped out from a corner.
The man’s black coat was covered with snow. His hair was also dusted with the white particles. With his hands stuck in his pocket, he observed their retreating backs before entering the store.
The store assistant noticed that the new customer was a gentleman. He had blue eyes and looked like a foreigner.
She didn’t know Anglandurn and was about to summon her colleague to help her when the man came to her and spoke in Jetroinian. “What did the lady in the black coat buy earlier?”
“Are you friends with her?”
Jefferson nodded. “It’s Christmas Eve, so I’d like to know what she bought.”
The store assistant found that strange. The woman helped her boyfriend put on the scarf that she had purchased. Why does this man want to know what she bought?