[Titanic] Where Your Heart Goes

"Jack, a gift for you." Carl held a huge jewelry gift box in his hand, but he had a very strange expression on his face.

Because of the expression on Carl's face, when Jack took the jewelry box, there was another emotion in Jack's eyes besides anticipation—doubt.

He lightly untied the ribbon tied on the velvet box, and a chain of crystal clear gemstones lay on the velvet surface, shining brightly.

As a result, the expression on Jack's face became even more strange.

"Carl, what did you give me the bracelet for?" Jack picked up the bracelet from the jewelry box and shook it gently in front of Carl.

The expression on Carl's face was even more strange. He couldn't help but look back at the door: "Judy, take someone to bring the box in."

"Yes, sir." The maid obediently left the room immediately.

Carl focused his eyes on Jack again. He took a deep breath, pulled Jack's body and embraced him in his arms, and the expression on his face instantly changed into surprise: "Jack, you are my god of luck. Because You, we shall have more wealth."

Seeing Carl's over-excited expression, Jack scratched his blond hair in doubt: "Carl, what are you talking about?"

"Remember a year ago when you said you weren't used to American-made paintbrushes?" Carl tried to jog Jack's memory.

Jack nodded, but his expression was still very dazed.

Carl could only continue to explain: "At the beginning, when I saw you sharpening your pencil, I thought about creating a painting materials company for you. Your casual complaint a year ago reminded me of this matter again, so I immediately Gathered a group of workers and developers."

"But, what does this have to do with the diamond bracelet? Could it be that all the tools needed in the painting material company have been completed so far?" Jack still couldn't find the connection.

Carl smiled and cupped Jack's cheeks, pecking and kissing his lips.

Carl took out the platinum bracelet inlaid with broken diamonds from Jack's hand, and shook it in front of Jack's eyes: "In order to prevent you from scaring me with a knife and pencil, four months ago I proposed to develop a special method for directly tearing off the outer skin. Sketch pencil. It turned out to be a very visionary decision.”

Jack listened to Carl's words and stretched out his hand: "Bring a pen, I'll try it."

"Great painter, wait, I haven't finished yet." Carl hugged Jack's waist with a smile, and pulled him into his arms, "The diamond was produced earlier than your paintbrush."

Jack waited for Carl's eyes in disbelief, and Carl nodded with a smile: "That's right, because of an accident, two substances with the same element were exchanged. Therefore, for the first produced diamond fragments, I asked someone to A chain was designed as a keepsake."

Jack opened his lips and didn't speak for a long time. Finally, he breathed a sigh of relief, with an expression of disbelief still on his face: "This is really a surprise. But, is my paintbrush gone?"

Carl laughed instantly when he heard Jack's words. He never thought that anyone would think of cheap paintbrushes after seeing diamonds.

Carl pointed to the big box brought in by the servants at the door: "You can use them tomorrow to see the effect. If you don't have any dissatisfaction, let me know. It's not on the market anyway, and we can slowly modify it."

Jack clenched the diamond chain in his hand and turned around to give Carl a passionate kiss: "Thank you, this is the most surprising gift I have ever received."

After Jack finished speaking, he wanted to rush to the studio with the painting materials. Carl raised his eyebrows and hugged his waist directly from behind, blocking Jack's way.

Carl bit Jack's ear and whispered, "Honey, you should thank me right away."

As soon as the words fell, Carl picked up Jack and walked to their bedroom.

——The river crab crawled across—

Jack struggled to turn his head, and Carl immediately understood what he was asking for, and followed Jack's movements to bite his soft lips.

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