Chapter 404 Handmade Music Box
That day was Christmas Eve, so after attending the funeral, Jack thought about taking
Genevieve around for a stroll.
However, on his way back, he received a call that summoned him to deal with some things.
When the car came to a stop in the metropolitan area, Jack patted Genevieve''s head and gently said,
“It''s really cold today, so stay in the hotel. I''lle back to have dinner with youter tonight.”
“It''s fine. Focus on your work.” Genevieve wished he would not return at all.
After Jack stepped out of his car, he went into the jeep behind him.
Meanwhile, the driver brought Genevieve back to the hotel.
Genevieve guessed that her pregnancy and the winter were what made her sleepy, for sleep almost
overcame her in the car when she was dealing with matters on her phone. By the time she returned to
the hotel, she swiftly went to the bed.
A long while passed after that when the phone on the bedside table rang.
It was a call from the reception.
The receptionist said, “Ms. Rachford, Ms. Jane has asked someone to send something to our
reception. Would you like me to send it upstairs to you?”
Genevieve''s sleepiness slowly dissipated at that as she muttered, “Yes, thank you.”
After taking a nce at her phone, she realized that she had been sleeping from noon until after five in
the evening.
The sky outside was starting to darken, and Christmas carols could be heard.
Other than the work-rted messages that Berti had sent to her, she had also received a message
from Jane half an hour ago.
Jane''s aunt was buried in the morning, so the Faulkners had many things to busy away about.
Moreover, Jane could not leave the house, so she sent someone to send the Christmas gift to
Genevieve instead.
Genevieve thanked her. Just as she went out of the bedroom, someone rang the doorbell.
After opening the door, she took a shopping bag from the hotel staff. There was a Santa us doll and
a Christmas hat inside the bag, along with a gift box.
Genevieve then undid thece on the gift box, guessing that Jane had probably gifted her with a
brooch or something simr.
To her surprise, a dark green music box was inside the gift box. It was made of wood, and it looked
handmade. When Genevieve opened the lid, a figurine of a pretty girl with a violin in her hands popped
out.
After she twisted the wind-up key at the side, the girl began ying the violin, and soft music yed.
Genevieve loved trinkets like these, so she fell in love with the gift right away.
The night was still young, so Genevieve changed her clothes before rushing to the mall, nning to get
a Christmas gift for Jane as well. Then, she asked someone to send it to the Faulkner residence.
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Just as she returned to the hotel, Jack came back.
He came down from the jeep that he went on at noon, and he seemed like he was in a good mood.
When he saw Genevieve by the doorway of the hotel, he hurriedly walked over and took off his gloves
for her to put on.
“Why aren''t you staying in the hotel?”
“Jane gave me a Christmas gift, so I went out to buy one for her in return,” she replied.
It was then Jack recalled that it was Christmas Eve. He smiled and asked, “Did you prepare anything
for me?”
No. Such a thought has never crossed my mind.
Seeing that Genevieve remained silent, Jack leaned over and gently said, “It''s fine even if you didn''t
prepare anything. You''re the best Christmas gift I''ve ever received.”
Genevieve continued to remain silent.
“You must be hungry. Let''s go and have dinner.” Jack then held Genevieve''s hand and walked over to
the car by the roadside.
He had reserved a spot at a famous Ferropenian restaurant.
Once the two were in their seats, a server walked over with a cart, and a bouquet of roses was on the
cart.
However, it was no ordinary bouquet of roses. The rosebuds had been removed, and every stalk of
rose had a diamond asrge as a pigeon''s egg in it.
There were dozens of shiny diamonds in pink, blue, green, and other colors.
In fact, even the chandelier above their heads dulled inparison.
Genevieve stared at the beautiful yet extravagant roses. She wondered why Jack loved diamonds so
much, for he kept getting diamonds for her.
As Jack handed Genevieve the diamond roses, he uttered, “Merry Christmas Eve, Genev.”
Genevieve softly hummed in response before taking it.
As she stared at the brilliant diamonds in the roses, she was reminded of the green roses Armand had
brought home the other night.
With that thought in her mind, her eyes dulled.