Ian Rowe heard the sound of his own unusually fast heartbeat.
He really hadn't expected that Maya Monroe not only constantly thought of him but also put so much effort into preparing a gift for him.
Ian Rowe took the coconut from Maya Monroe's hand.
"Don't do this next time." The coconut tree is so tall, picking them must be very dangerous. He couldn't imagine how her delicate body managed to pick the coconuts for him, it must've taken considerable effort.
Maya Monroe laughed inwardly, indeed, Ian definitely didn't like it.
"I just wanted to prepare a gift for you." She had to respond a couple of lines for the sake of appearance.
Ian Rowe felt deeply moved in his heart.
When it came time to sleep at night, Maya Monroe hadn't seen the coconut, and thinking about it, she guessed Ian Rowe had thrown it away.
