His Precious Love

Chapter 289 A Bad Situation

“Oh, I don’t want to give up,” Jefferson said helplessly, his voice full of despair. He stared at the woman

longingly, wanting nothing more than to rush out and pull her into his arms.

Unfortunately, he was unable to do so for he did not have the right to give her happiness.

His anger seemed to have accumulated in his heart, causing his coughs to become violent. He doubled

over as blood stained his light yellow handkerchief. It was a rather frightening sight.

Jefferson’s head began to spin and he couldn’t hold on any longer. He promptly collapsed to the ground.

Right then, Ringo came over to see Jefferson lying in a crumpled heap on the ground. He immediately

ran over to help him away. The bloody handkerchief slipped out of Jefferson’s fingers and fell to the

ground.

Once the commotion died down, the guests, including Rayna and her group, left the ballroom.

The cleaner walked past Rayna, pushing a small cart for collecting rubbish. There wasn’t much trash

inside, so the sight of a bloody handkerchief tangled with ribbons caught Rayna’s attention and made her

brows furrow.

Did someone get hurt while dancing earlier?

Rayna thought of the matter with curiosity. As she walked down the corridor, a few men carrying medical

kits rushed past her. The server informed them that a guest had fainted and was in critical condition.

Beside her, Jessica came to a stop and glanced at the few men holding medical kits.

“What’s wrong?” Rayna asked.

“Oh, it’s nothing.” Jessica quickly regained her senses and stuck her tongue out. “I heard the server

saying a guest had fainted. I wonder if the doctors can save him.”

“I think he’ll be okay,” Rayna replied cheerfully. “If the doctors on the ship can’t handle it, the cruise ship’s

manager will contact doctors on land. The safety of the guests is the top priority, after all.”

Jessica shot her a complicated look. “You’re right.”

I wonder how things are going.

Back in her room, Jessica washed her hair and took a bath. She wanted to call Ringo but was afraid of

exposing their whereabouts. Frustrated, she placed her phone down.

When she came out of the bathroom, the doorbell rang.

She opened the door to see Wyatt flashing an ingratiating smile. “Babe, did you just take a bath? You

smell wonderful!”

“Why are you here?”

Wyatt pretended to pout to gain her sympathy. “I’m afraid of the dark and can’t sleep alone.”

“Then sleep with the lights on,” Jessica said. She was about to close the door but noticed that he had

wedged his leg under it. Frustrated, she demanded, “Wyatt, move your leg!”

“Babe, I want to sleep with you,” he whined.

“I haven’t forgiven you yet!” Jessica was disgusted whenever she thought about the photos on his phone.

He refused to budge, so she forcefully closed the door and pushed him out.

Suddenly, Wyatt yelled out, “Oh, it hurts! Babe, my leg is broken!”

“You’re lying to me again, aren’t you?” Jessica muttered. As Wyatt appeared to be in pain as if the door

had really slammed on his leg, she quickly opened the door and asked, “D-Did the door slam on your

leg? Does it hurt?”

Seizing the opportunity, Wyatt grabbed her hand and pulled her into the room, shutting the door deftly

behind them.

He kissed her cheek and said happily, “It doesn’t hurt anymore!”

“Wyatt, you’re exhausting my affection for you!” Jessica punched him angrily and pushed him away

before marching back to her bedroom. Wyatt followed her unashamedly.

“Don’t be mad, Jessie. I was wrong. I’ve turned over a new leaf. I won’t look at other pretty ladies except

for you!” Wyatt’s tone was flattering.

“You will never change, just like how a leopard cannot change its spots!”

“How could you say that to me?” Wyatt’s lips twitched. “I think they are pretty and saved their photos

sometimes without realizing it. I didn’t mean anything else.”

Jessica turned over her shoulder to glare at him. “Are you saying I’m not pretty enough to be in your

photo album?”

“No—”

“That’s what you think!” Jessica placed her hands on her hips and roared, “F*ck you! You had over one

hundred photos in your album of Epean and local supermodels, but not even one of me! Isn’t that

biased? You even labeled them with their legs length and hobbies! It was f*cking obvious you wanted to

date them!”

Wyatt promised, “If I ever thought that way, I swear I’ll die a horrible death!”

“You should’ve died a horrible death ages ago!”

“Babe, I’m sorry. Please forgive me this time,” Wyatt said, taking her hand and kissing it fervently. “It

won’t happen again. I love you. I love you so much!”

Jessica pulled her hand away and pointed at a corner. “Get on your knees in that corner!”

Wyatt protested, “Babe, please spare my dignity. Men shouldn’t kneel easily. Can I not get on my

knees?”

“Do you want your dignity or me?”

Wyatt didn’t want to sleep alone, and he knew that Jessica was the only one who would see him on his

knees. With that in mind, he scurried over to the corner and went down on his knees.

Jessica snorted and hopped into bed. “Kneel for half an hour!”

“Babe, make it less,” Wyatt begged, staring at her pitifully. “If something goes wrong with my kneecaps

after kneeling, I won’t have any energy in bed.”

“You’re talking dirty again!” Jessica grabbed a pillow and threw it at him as her cheeks turned pink. “How

shameless of you!”

“I wasn’t talking dirty. Your imagination went wild!”

Jessica threw yet another pillow at him.

Wyatt made good use of the pillows by placing them beneath his knees. He instantly felt more

comfortable.

Right then, his phone lit up with a video call request from Jeremy.

“What are you doing?” When the call connected, Jeremy noticed that Wyatt’s angle looked odd. daily

new chapters upload only on alaniniz(dot)com “Did you get into a fight with Jessica? Did she make you

kneel on a keyboard?”

“Nonsense! She isn’t that cruel!” Wyatt lied through his teeth. “I’m kneeling to train my body.”

Jeremy mocked, “I can’t believe you’re calling punishment a form of training.”

“Is there anything else you need? If not, I’ll hang up now.”

Jeremy got straight to the point. “Curtis’ phone is switched off. If you see him, tell him that the second

stage of research for Ixora is successful. However, I’ve run out of funds.”

“Oh, you need money, huh?” Wyatt understood what he was insinuating. “But what’s the point of

researching that plant? There are only a total of five plants. If it doesn’t work out, won’t the millions of

funds be wasted?”

“It’s tiring to be friends with someone like you.” Jeremy sighed. “I must’ve been blind. Not only me, I think

Theodore and Curtis were blind, too.”

“How could you say that about me?” Wyatt protested unhappily. “Without my help, you wouldn’t have

received the millions of research funds!”

“Well, I have to go. Remember to tell Curtis.”

After saying that, Jeremy hung up as if he detested Wyatt, causing the latter to huff in anger.

Jessica asked, “What’s wrong?”

“Jeremy resents me!” Wyatt declared angrily. “I was right, wasn’t I? The plants can regenerate human

cells, but there are only five of them. If he uses them all and the research fails, all the money spent on

the research will be wasted. He could have used the money to research anti-cancer medicine and earn

more money.”

Hearing the term “regenerate cells,” Jessica perked up.

She feigned nonchalance and asked casually, “The medical industry has been doing research for

hundreds of years but has been unable to produce a medicine that can regenerate cells. Does this plant

really exist? I don’t think so.”

“Yes, it does exist. Curtis found it,” Wyatt told her. He didn’t hide the truth from her as she was his

girlfriend. He went on to tell her how Curtis brought Rayna to Tyrandas to find Ixora.

Initially, they were able to fly all of the Ixoras from that piece of land back for research. But an accident

happened midway and the land was bombed, so they only saved five plants and flew them back.

Jeremy’s team was currently in the second stage of researching Ixora and had been pretty successful so

far.