My Sweetheart novel Chapter 607

Sure enough, Jaydon was familiar with everything here. He took Kathy to a restaurant on Parsey Street.

They sat down by the window. As night fell, the vibe of the city was changing.

The waiter, with long brown hair and gray eyes, came over with the menu and greeted Jaydon jovially.

Jaydon smiled and explained to Kathy, "Every time I come to Rome, I come here. The beef is very good."

The dish was served very soon. The fresh veal was accompanied by sake. There was melted butter on the top.

All kinds of aromas mixed together and it smelled wonderful.

The second dish was vegetable salad. The Roman artichokes and asparagus were fresh and crispy, which went well with a special sauce. It tasted just right.

Kathy took a few bites and asked him, "Where are we going later?"

She already knew that Jennifer let her travel with Jaydon on purpose, so he must know about the itinerary as well.

"Sicily, that's where we can really get to know Italy." Jaydon looked out of the window with a deep smile. "For Sicily is the clue to everything, that's what Goethe said."

"You were not a literature major, were you?" Kathy blurted out.

"No, I was a medical student."

Kathy was surprised. She didn't know he was a doctor, too

She didn't care about Jaydon before, so she did not know his major.

The next day, they set off for Sicily.

Sitting in a taxi, Kathy was looking at the quiet city.

There was no noise, no sound, or rather nothing but silence.

As the car drove along the river, old quacking ducks flinched. Jaydon introduced, "This is the Tiber River."

The river was quiet. It looked like emerald waterfall in this cloudy day.

"Don't you think" He said, half seriously, scratching his head "that traveling with a handsome man like me, you should smile, instead of pulling an emotionless face all day?"

Kathy answered helplessly, "I'm trying."

She had long been used to an unsmiling face, even a stern one. And there was hardly anything to make her happy.

"You look good smiling." Jaydon looked closely at Kathy.

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The plane landed on Sicily.

The car rolled down the streets of Palermo, the capital of Sicily. Along the way, there were baroque monuments, ornate but somewhat austere church built of huge blocks of stone.

Jaydon wore a casual shirt, light smoke-grey trousers, and a heavy jacket.

The wind coming in through the car window brushed Kathy's long hair.

She turned and looked out of the window. Her hair fell on Jaydon's face, giving him an itching sensation.

He suddenly had an impulse to stretch out his hand and wrap it around his fingers.

The car drove on until it pulled over by the side of a main road.

Jaydon pointed to a restaurant and said, "You will like the dessert here."

So for the rest of her journey, she was going to let go of that obsession.

Kathy encouraged herself as she continued her journey alone.

Instead of visiting famous attractions on her itinerary, she explored some new pleasures on her own.

Later in the journey, when she arrived alone in the Netherlands, she was different.

Now that she had been tanned a lot, she looked healthier.

She could do basic communication with her imperfect English and eat her favorite food without a translator.

She seemed to have Jaydon to thank for her good time here.

Kathy was coming out of the Van Gogh Museum in Amsterdam when she got a call back home. It was late at night there, so she felt strangely uneasy.

It was Karl. His tone was calm. He asked Kathy where she was and said, "Kathy, your mom is in the hospital. Come back as soon as you can."

Kathy felt her head could explode.

She now knew Jennifer pretty well. If it wasn't too serious, Jennifer wouldn't be willing to go to the hospital or even be hospitalized. Let alone Karl made this phone call in person.

She asked incoherently what the disease was and whether it was serious. Karl only said that it was a cerebrovascular disease, and it wasn't very serious, so she did not need to worry.

"I'll book a plane ticket right away."

The ticket was booked on an app. It would take off tomorrow morning. That night, Kathy had a restless sleep. She couldn't sleep all night.

When she got up the next day, the weather suddenly turned terrible. It was cloudy. She took a taxi straight to the airport, but it was gray and gloomy in the port city, as if a storm were coming.