Chapter 974: Escape_1

"I love you too,"

Jane McCain's spirits soared.

The table was laden with her favorite dishes; she picked up a curry shrimp tail from a plate and bit into it—it was piping hot, a sign that the person had only just left.

Humming a tune, Jane, elated, began to put away her luggage and headed to the bedroom.

Once she had changed into comfortable home clothes, she felt much lighter. Spotting the paper rose she had brought back, a sudden idea occurred to her. She grabbed a pen and scribbled a message on the banknote rose—

I love you. It will never change until death.

Such a trinket, given outright, wouldn't mean much. It needed to be hidden somewhere he would find it by chance, to add an element of surprise.

But where should she hide it?

Jane looked around the room, searching for a suitable spot. Then she remembered her husband had a buffalo leather tote bag; placing it there would be perfect.