Chapter 38

Hearing this, Anthony beamed. “Great! Pay is almost fully recovered. We’ve been waiting for you; we really owe you a lot.”

Kyle chuckled softly, nodded, and pushed open the hospital room door.

Faith’s injuries had mostly healed, though she still looked frail. Her pale complexion gave her a delicate beauty that stirred a strong protective instinct in anyone who saw her.

“Kyle, you’re here!”

The moment Faith saw him, her face lit up. Her eyes were filled with love.

Kyle nodded and gently brushed a stray lock of hair from her forehead. The simple gesture made Faith’s heart race, and a blush crept across her cheeks. “Staying cooped up in the hospital room all day must be boring. How about I take you out for some fresh air?”

“As long as I can be with you, I’d like anything,” Faith replied, her voice brimming with affection.

The tenderness between them made Anthony, standing nearby, clear his throat awkwardly.

“Uh, Mr. Archer,” Anthony interjected, “We’re preparing an outfit for Faith. Perhaps you could change into something a bit more fitting for the occasion? It might look better.”

Of course, Anthony wouldn't dare directly criticize Kyle’s casual attire. This was his way of suggesting Kyle change into something more appropriate. Appearances mattered when going out in public.

Kyle waved it off. “It’s just a banquet. No need for anything fancy. Focus on Faith’s outfit instead.”

Faith agreed, preferring simplicity. “Dad, Mom, a simple gown will do. I’m not fond of anything overly elaborate.”

Hearing this, Anthony nodded. As long as Faith’s look pleased Kyle, the specifics didn’t matter.

At that moment, Kyle pulled out a small jewelry box. “Here, a gift for you.”

Faith’s face lit up. “Is this really for me?”

“Open it and see,” Kyle replied with a gentle smile, ruffling her hair lightly.

Faith’s cheeks flushed even deeper. “If it’s from you, I’ll love it no matter what. And if you picked it, I’m sure it’s beautiful.”

As she opened the jewelry box, a dazzling light nearly blinded everyone. The piece, named “Snow White Love,” was breathtakingly beautiful.

“Oh my goodness! This must be expensive! I can’t accept it!” Faith exclaimed, though her reluctance was laced with visible admiration.

She was instantly captivated, but she knew such an exquisite piece couldn’t be ordinary.

Even Anthony and Maria were speechless. Their jaws dropped at the sight of the jewelry; its value was unmistakable. Kyle had clearly spared no expense.

“It’s not expensive. What matters is that you like it,” Kyle said with a smile. “And besides, this is the first gift I’m giving you. Don't you think it would make me look bad if you rejected it?”

Kyle’s words were calm but undeniably warm. “Remember when you risked your life to deliver a card to me? I didn’t turn you down then, did I? My mentor has incredible craftsmanship, which is why it looks so refined. It’s nothing extraordinary.”

As he spoke, he carefully placed one of the pieces on Faith. "It even has a name—'Love for Faith.' Doesn't it seem like it was made just for you? If you don’t accept it, wouldn’t that be unfair to the name?”

Kyle’s tone was light, clearly trying to ease Faith’s discomfort.

Faith, of course, wasn’t fooled; she knew the jewelry didn't have that name originally. But she was deeply moved, knowing Kyle had said all this simply to convince her to accept the gift.

“And besides,” Kyle added with a grin, “If it were truly valuable, would I be casually carrying it around in my pocket? I’m not even worried about someone stealing it. Don’t you think that says something?”

His straightforward words and sincerity left Faith no room for doubt.

“Most importantly,” Kyle continued, “isn’t my gesture more precious than the gift itself?”

Their eyes met, and Faith felt her emotions swell. Tears of happiness threatened to spill as her heart brimmed with sweetness.