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.

the very few kinds even the stems and leaf veins of which were useful. A small

was so rare that

of his chest. He even ignored Sheffield's joke and nodded insistently.

Vernon a polite smile and looked at Sheffield. "He told me about

weren't for Sheffield, she wouldn't have even

knocked on Sheffield's head with the pipe. "He is quick-witted. Sadly, he just loves playing tricks too much and won't 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

have died from poison!" Vernon took a glance at

lips at the thought of Sheffield eating herbs. "Yes, really

was lucky enough to survive! You know what? When he was three years old, one day, when his grandfather wasn't paying attention, he ate some herbs of rhizoma ligustici and almost died. Luckily, his grandfather found it in time and saved him." Vernon's face

Sheffield, who had opened a jar of tea leaves and was smelling the leaves. He

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.

why do you keep talking about those embarrassing stories? I don't

cast Sheffield an adorable gaze. "Let Grandpa continue. What are you

shut his mouth and got back to smelling the leaves from the jar. He had no

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 grandfather found out about it, Sheffield had done this to the dog three times already. At that time, the dog didn't dare to bark at

when she imagined the scene. It seemed Sheffield

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

the 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 remember your tricks.

level in Evelyn's heart had already reached its peak. "What did

in the traditional Chinese medicine industry. Or else, a lot

old man. Otherwise, he wouldn't have