My Sweetheart novel Chapter 607

Sure enough, Jaydon was familiar with everything here. He took Kathy to a restaurant on Parsey Street.

They sat down by the window. As night fell, the vibe of the city was changing.

The waiter, with long brown hair and gray eyes, came over with the menu and greeted Jaydon jovially.

Jaydon smiled and explained to Kathy, "Every time I come to Rome, I come here. The beef is very good."

The dish was served very soon. The fresh veal was accompanied by sake. There was melted butter on the top.

All kinds of aromas mixed together and it smelled wonderful.

The second dish was vegetable salad. The Roman artichokes and asparagus were fresh and crispy, which went well with a special sauce. It tasted just right.

Kathy took a few bites and asked him, "Where are we going later?"

She already knew that Jennifer let her travel with Jaydon on purpose, so he must know about the itinerary as well.

"Sicily, that's where we can really get to know Italy." Jaydon looked out of the window with a deep smile. "For Sicily is the clue to everything, that's what Goethe said."

"You were not a literature major, were you?" Kathy blurted out.

"No, I was a medical student."

Kathy was surprised. She didn't know he was a doctor, too

She didn't care about Jaydon before, so she did not know his major.

The next day, they set off for Sicily.

Sitting in a taxi, Kathy was looking at the quiet city.

There was no noise, no sound, or rather nothing but silence.

As the car drove along the river, old quacking ducks flinched. Jaydon introduced, "This is the Tiber River."

The river was quiet. It looked like emerald waterfall in this cloudy day.

"Don't you think" He said, half seriously, scratching his head "that traveling with a handsome man like me, you should smile, instead of pulling an emotionless face all day?"

Kathy answered helplessly, "I'm trying."

She had long been used to an unsmiling face, even a stern one. And there was hardly anything to make her happy.

"You look good smiling." Jaydon looked closely at Kathy.

...

The plane landed on Sicily.

The car rolled down the streets of Palermo, the capital of Sicily. Along the way, there were baroque monuments, ornate but somewhat austere church built of huge blocks of stone.

Jaydon wore a casual shirt, light smoke-grey trousers, and a heavy jacket.

The wind coming in through the car window brushed Kathy's long hair.

She turned and looked out of the window. Her hair fell on Jaydon's face, giving him an itching sensation.

He suddenly had an impulse to stretch out his hand and wrap it around his fingers.

The car drove on until it pulled over by the side of a main road.

Jaydon pointed to a restaurant and said, "You will like the dessert here."