Chapter 309: Chapter 309

Chapter 309 You Have My Affection Jessica had a grim look in her eyes when she heard her uncle say that. “I won’t let things slide! I will never let them off the hook even if it means I will have to sacrifice myself!” she notified him solemnly.

“Jessica—”

Although Oliver seemed to have more to say, Jessica hung up directly and gripped her phone in her hand.

She had almost been swayed by Wyatt’s love for her, but Oliver’s call at such a time knocked some sense into her and reminded her of the reason she dated Wyatt in the first place.

Haven’t I plotted until now to seek revenge for my sister? Why should I go soft on them?

Jessica glanced outside the window. It was snowing, so there was a thin layer of snow on the roads. She could even hear Christmas carols in the air.

It was also on a snowy day that her elder sister Bianca passed away.

There was a knock on the restroom door before Wyatt’s concerned voice came through. “Are you okay, Jessie?”

Jessica gathered her thoughts before replying, “I’m fine!”

She checked herself in the mirror, took a deep breath, and then fixed her wet hair. After making sure that nothing seemed abnormal about her, she walked over to open the restroom door.

Upon seeing the worried expression Wyatt wore while standing outside, she punched him jokingly before muttering in annoyance, “I was merely taking my time! Aren’t you worried about the other ladies’ opinion of you by coming here?”

“I was worried that you might be feeling unwell. Besides, what’s wrong with me waiting for my fiancée here? I didn’t barge in anyway,” Wyatt retorted cheekily while checking on her. “Babe, why is your hair soaked?”

Jessica lowered her gaze to glance at her hair. “Oh, I must’ve been careless when I was washing my face.”

“You dummy.” Wyatt pinched her face, removed his scarf, and wrapped it over her hair. “Let’s head to the VIP room. I’ll dry your hair with a hairdryer.”

“Nah. The mall is warm enough with the heating on. Take your scarf off.” Jessica tugged on the scarf. “It’s embarrassing to have my head all wrapped up like this. It’s dirty too.”

Wyatt held her in his embrace to stop her from making a fuss. “It’s not dirty. It’s a new one I put on before coming out. Keep it on.

People can gossip all they want. What matters is that I like how you look!”

Jessica couldn’t move while in his arms, so she relented despite her frustrations.

After they got back to the VIP room at Cartier Jewelry, Wyatt borrowed a hairdryer from the sales assistant. Then, he sat down beside Jessica and dried her hair, his movements gentle.

Jessica tried her hardest to overlook his kind gestures and focused her attention on the shimmering jewelry instead. She even asked the sales assistant to recommend some jewelry that would look good on her.

The sales assistant presented her with a few necklaces.

Although she tried all of them on, she didn’t like them much.

“Why don’t you try this one?” The sales assistant retrieved a box from within the cabinet and pushed it over to Jessica after opening it.

The chain of the necklace was a standardized style, while the pendant was made by shaping yellow and emerald gemstones into a glimmering sunflower.

Jessica studied the pendant closely while holding it in her hand. “This looks nice.”

The sales assistant smiled, realizing that Jessica had taken a liking to it. “This pendant was made by our company in collaboration with LOVE Charity and is the only one in the entire world.”

“There’s only one of it in the entire world? We’ll buy it!” Wyatt declared boldly and was about to hand his bank card over to the assistant.

However, Jessica held his hand down. “I’ll pay for it.”

“Huh?” Wyatt was startled. “Could it be that you’re planning on gifting it to someone else?”

Jessica huffed. “It’s a secret!”

She whispered into the sales assistant’s ears, and the woman soon left with the necklace and the card.

All the while, Wyatt was staring at Jessica mournfully like a dog that was denied its treats.

It’s fine if Babe doesn’t give me a present during Christmas, but I have to watch as she buys gifts for other people! Oh, woe is me!

After that, Jessica left the shop alongside Wyatt, the packaged necklace clutched in her hands.

Wyatt wrapped an arm around her shoulders while dropping hints here and there. “Babe, this is the first time we celebrate a festive occasion together. Are you just going to give me a kiss? Is there nothing else?”

“What do you want, then?”

Wyatt replied, “You’ll have to be the one to choose it. It won’t be a gift if I made a request.”

“We don’t have time even if I want to buy you something.” Jessica showed the time indicated on the phone to him. “We have to meet up with the others.”

“Jessie, do I mean anything to you?”

“Of course you do!”

“How important am I?” Wyatt perked up as he asked in excitement. He figured that it would be fine even if he didn’t get gifts from her as long as he had an important place in her heart.

Jessica gave his question some thought. “Let’s see... My family members come first. There are one, two, six of them... After that comes Nana, Mr. Faymon, and the others... You’re in twenty-sixth place!”

“What the hell?” Wyatt was stunned by the jaw-dropping news. He retorted in disgruntlement, “I can understand why your family members come first, but why do Curtis and Rayna come before me too?”

“It’s because Mr. Faymon is my superior, and Nana is his wife,” Jessica answered in all seriousness.

Wyatt felt defeated.

Nonetheless, he took a taxi with her to head to the city center of Tayhaven.

It was Christmas Eve. Although it was only snowing a little, a huge and lively crowd had gathered at the city center. Wyatt wrapped Jessica up in his coat, worried that the people around them would crush her.

Upon arriving at the entrance of Six Pines Club, Jessica said, “Give me your scarf.”

“Why put it on now? It’ll be warm inside.”

“Are you going to give it to me or not?”

“All right, all right. Here you go.” Wyatt removed his scarf and wrapped it around Jessica gently. She giggled as she looped her arms around his neck. In the next instant, he felt something cool touching his skin.

When he lowered his gaze, he noticed a necklace around his neck. The pendant was shaped in the likeness of a sunflower.

It was none other than the necklace that Jessica claimed to be gifting to someone else.

“I had the sales assistant change the chain into a style that suited men when I was paying for it.” Jessica caressed the sunflower.

“I wanted to give this sunflower pendant to you as a present.”

Wyatt was touched beyond measure. “Babe...”

Jessica stood on her tiptoes to kiss him with an adorable look on her face. “Sunflower means unwavering love and devotion to someone. You have to take good care of it. You hear me?”

Wyatt could no longer hold himself back, so he cupped her cheek in one hand and kissed her passionately. He pressed her petite frame against him, almost crushing her, and wished that the embrace would last forever.

Jessie is so d*mn cute! I like her so much!

Jessica looped her arms around his neck. Her burning passion for revenge quickly subdued her feelings of guilt that just bubbled up.

Hang in there. You’ll get there soon.

Wyatt was revitalized after a kiss and led Jessica into the clubhouse with a jolly smile on his face. They squeezed their way through the crowd before finding the booth Theodore had booked.

“Wow, everybody’s here!” Wyatt greeted everyone cheerfully. “Don’t you hate crowds, Theodore? Why did you book a booth instead of a private room?”

Theodore opened his eyes and cast him a glance. “You either sit down or get the f*ck out of here.”

“You have such a terrible temper. It’s a pity that poor Jasmine married you! Babe, come sit here!” Wyatt led Jessica over to sit down next to Rayna and Curtis. “Let’s keep our distance from Theodore.”

Theodore kept his silence.

“Mr. Lopez.” Gabriel, who was sitting opposite Wyatt, poured him some brandy swiftly.

“Oh, you’re here too, Gabriel?” Wyatt spoke as if he had just noticed Gabriel’s presence. Rubbing his chin, Wyatt muttered thoughtfully, “Look at us. We’re all either married or dating. You’re the only one who’s single here. Don’t you feel the slightest bit embarrassed? You don’t have a girlfriend even though you’re already twenty-nine! Do you perhaps not fancy women?”