True Love Waits

In addition to the supplements, there were also several valuable gifts.

Vernon sucked his pipe and narrowed his eyes at Sheffield. "Save it. You've never cared about me." He squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth.

Sheffield purposefully ignored Vernon's words and opened one of the boxes, in which there was another pipe. "In order to buy a good pipe for you, Evelyn and I went to many shopping malls. This pipe is hand- made of photinia wood in Denmark. Do you like it?"

The pipe was in the shape of a trunk. With one look, one could easily tell that the beautiful engraving was carved by a professional artist.

Vernon took the pipe, observed it closely, and nodded in satisfaction. "Thank you, Evelyn. You're more filial than Sheffield."

Sheffield pretended to be unhappy after hearing that, and he wore a gloomy expression on his face. "Master, I'm also filial to you. That day, you asked me to stay here for one night. I did. I even missed my date with Evelyn to accompany you." It wasn't like Sheffield was jealous of Evelyn. In his heart, he was thrilled when he heard Vernon praise her.

Evelyn cast a confused gaze at him, wondering which date he was referring to. Her fingers subconsciously traced the edges of her chin. Was it the time when she was with Savannah and his phone was off? Realization dawned on her and she raised her surprised glance at him. 'So, he was here that day.'

"Go away! Don't say you know me!" Vernon's face was twisted into disgust.

Evelyn was amused by the two's bickering.

Sheffield opened another bag and said, "Master, please take a look at this." There were several boxes in the bag.

"Latakia tobacco?" Vernon's eyes lit up when he saw the two words carved on the surface.

Sheffield chuckled at that. "You're such an old smoker! You recognized it at a single glance!" He pushed the shopping bag towards his master.

was black and one of the very few kinds even the stems and leaf veins of which

was so rare that

his chest. He even ignored Sheffield's joke and nodded insistently. "Thank you, Evelyn. You're

a polite smile and looked at Sheffield. "He told

Sheffield, she wouldn't have even

ever get serious. Evelyn, let me tell you something. When his grandfather was alive, this brat went to his yard every day to steal herbs and eat them. After his grandfather passed away, he began coming to my yard to steal herbs from me every

from poison!" Vernon took a glance

at the thought of Sheffield eating herbs. "Yes,

paying attention, he ate some herbs of rhizoma ligustici and almost died. Luckily, his grandfather found it

jar of tea leaves and was smelling the leaves. He acted as if

time, the one thing that his grandfather feared the most was that he would eat the poisonous Chinese medicinal herbs such as graceful jessamine herb. So, he specifically stored the herbs in a room, and he would lock the door every day in order to keep Sheffield away. Well, this guy took the chance when his grandfather was asleep to steal the key. He found a jar of graceful jessamine herb. He opened it and just as he was about to put his hand inside, the jar dropped on

hearing the conservation. "I'm here to wish you a happy new year. But why do you keep talking about those embarrassing stories? I don't want Evelyn to listen to you anymore." It almost

cast Sheffield an adorable gaze. "Let

and got back to smelling the leaves from the jar. He had no choice but

forcefully pulled him out of bed, and gave him a violent beating. He also put a fierce dog in front of the room full of herbs. It helped, but it only lasted for two days! On the third day after school, Sheffield dropped some powder of thorn apple into the water and fed it to the dog. In ancient times, the knockout drops were mainly made from thorn apple flowers. After the dog drank the water, it slept the whole day. By the time his

the scene. It seemed Sheffield had been too naughty

earnestly at Vernon. "Master, can't you say something nice about me?" he pleaded while leaning against the chair and played with the pipe

pipe from him and brushed the imaginary dust off it. "I want to, but is there anything good about you? Why don't I seem to have its memory? I only

had already reached its peak. "What did he tell

told me to keep an eye on Sheffield and not let him engage in the traditional Chinese medicine industry. Or else, a lot of people might suffer! You know, Sheffield had never done anything good with Chinese medicine. Other people use it

a two-faced old man. Otherwise, he wouldn't have left his medical