Dear Sweetheart Chapter 132
Chapter 132 Attempted Assassination
After Faymon Group’s crisis passed, Rayna could finally rx. However, as the acting CEO, she had to
read dozens of emails, approve documents, and learn difficult financial terms every day. The work was
taking a toll on her.
Linda rarely went online, but she immediately called Rayna after reading the news.
“Is my son-inw all right?”
“Mom, he isn’t your son-inw. Stop calling him that,” Rayna corrected her. “Mr. Faymon is my superior.
He’s still in the hospital, though. The doctor says he is recovering well. I might visit himter.”
Linda didn’t even listen to her and continued, “He seems okay. He has his ownpany, right? You
should thank your lucky stars if he wants a divorcee like you.”
Rayna was speechless.
“Go visit him at the hospital whenever you’re free. He has his ownpany, so I think women would
flock to him. Don’t let someone else take him away from you. Oh, remember to contact Roxanne. You
guys shoulde back home for dinner sometime.”
The call was ended abruptly.
Barely two minutes had passed since Rayna answered the call, but Linda had already hung up.
Besides, she only talked about Curtis as though Rayna didn’t exist.
Rayna heaved a sigh.
I shouldn’t have brought Curtis back when he got drunk. Otherwise, Mom wouldn’t have assumed there
is something going on between us.
Rayna was still busy with work when it was time to get off work. Jessica had sent a text saying she was
going to meet up with James as it was his school break. She sounded really happy and excited about
it.
James might be dense, but Rayna had high hopes for him as he was tall and smart. Rayna wondered if
they could get along well.
After replying to Jessica’s text, Rayna got back to work.
When someone from the risk department arrived to deliver some documents and asked if Rayna was
hungry, she btedly realized that it was already nine o’clock. After packing up her stuff, she went to
the hospital.
Rayna rarely came to the hospital, but she kept in touch with Wyatt through WhatsApp. He told her that
Curtis was recovering well and would regain consciousness anytime.
“Ms. Gand.”
Jeremy was on duty that night. He greeted Rayna when she came in.
Rayna nodded in response and nced at the man in bed. Strangely, panic and disappointment
overwhelmed her heart when she saw him still unconscious. “More than two weeks have passed since
the incident. Did the doctor say when Mr. Faymon will regain consciousness?”
“The doctor can’t be sure about that,” Jeremy responded. Sensing her concern, heforted her, “Ms.
Gand, don’t worry. Curtis is fine.”
Jeremy pulled out a chair and gestured for Rayna to take a seat. He then poured her a ss of warm
water. “I saw the news. Ms. Gand, you handled Faymon Group’s crisis efficiently.”
“Please don’t say that. I’m not the only one who contributed to turning the situation around,” Rayna
responded. She couldn’t stop herself from stealing nces at the man on the bed. “Did the doctor say
anything about Mr. Faymon’s leg? Can he walk again?”
Jeremy hesitated.
The four of them were the only ones who knew about Curtis’ n. Even Alfred was excluded from the
n. After Jeremy came back, he saw how capable and trustable Rayna could be through everything
she did.
He wanted to tell Rayna part of the truth so she wouldn’t me herself. However, it didn’t escape his
notice that Curtis must’ve kept his n a secret from Rayna due to some reason. Thus, he couldn’t
reveal anything to her.
“Mr. York?” Rayna’s voice sounded anxious as Jeremy didn’t answer her question. “Did the doctor say
his condition is serious? That his legs cannot be saved?”
Jeremy had no choice but to nod. He lowered his voice deliberately to exin, “He’s suffering from
necrosis. However, don’t worry. Things will get better once Curtis wakes up. The medical industry in
Dartan is far more advanced, and I have friends there. Curtis’ legs will be cured.”
Rayna lowered her gaze.
She knew Jeremy was trying tofort her. If necrosis could be treated easily, there wouldn’t be so
many people depending on wheelchairs to travel around. Nevertheless, she had no choice but to trust
him.
After all, his lie was able to ease her anxiety and guilt.
Someone called Jeremy, so he left after a short chat with Rayna. A whileter, a nurse with a trolley
knocked on the door.
The nurse told her, “I’m here to change Mr. Faymon’s dressing.”
Rayna stood aside to allow her entry.
The nurse came to a stop beside the bed with her trolley, but she nearly yanked off the IV drip by
ident.
She hastily put it back and told Rayna, “It’s too dark, so I didn’t notice that this was here.”
Rayna was confused by the nurse’s exnation and lifted her head to stare at the lights. The lights are
switched on but lowered to a minimum. However, the entire ward is lit. Why did she say it was dark?
She nced at the bed. The nurse seemed to be changing the dressing deftly, but her actions seemed
fake. The syringe was prone to bacterial infections, but the nurse touched it without disinfecting
anything.
Is the nurse an intern?
The more Rayna observed the nurse, the more she found the nurse unprofessional. Something caught
her attention when she was observing the nurse’s uniform.
Rayna wasn’t a frequent visitor at the hospital, but she knew that even interns needed to wear a
uniform and white shoes. However, this particr nurse was d in a pair of leather shoes!
When Rayna realized something was off with this nurse, she looked up to see the nurse grabbing an
unsealed syringe and aiming it at Curtis’ neck.
The nurse was quick, and Rayna stood a distance away from the bed, which made it hard for her to do
anything to stop the former. She immediately broke into a cold sweat out of sheer panic. Noticing the
electric kettle with boiling water on the table, she grabbed it and tossed it in the nurse’s direction.
The lid of the electric kettle opened, and hot waternded on the nurse’s back, scalding her.
“Ow!” the nurse screamed as her arm swung sideways. As a result, the syringe she held stabbed into
the nket. Rayna took the chance to leap toward the nurse and mped her arm around thetter’s
neck to drag her back.
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James had taught her and Roxanne this self-defense move when they went home for dinner previously.
As James was pretty serious about it, Rayna learned a few moves from him.
Never had she expected it toe in handy this day.
Rayna guessed that the nurse was a fake, but she didn’t know the nurse was trained in fighting skills.
Thetter swiftly reacted after being dragged backward in a chokehold and gave Rayna’s knee a
forceful kick.
Rayna’s knees went weak, and she nearly dropped to the ground. However, she didn’t release her grip
on the nurse’s neck. The nurse started suffocating and turned crazed. Her arms iled manically as
she tried stabbing Rayna with the syringe.
They both toppled to the ground, entangled in a fight.
“Help! Someone, please help!” Rayna screamed, hoping that the bodyguards outside could hear her
pleas.
Soon, bloody wounds appeared on her arm as she was stabbed by the syringe repeatedly. Gradually,
she felt energy seeping out of her as the pain was too much for her to bear.
She mped her legs around the nurse’s waist to gain leverage before reaching out to grab the electric
kettle on the floor to hit the nurse’s head.
After she hit the nurse’s head twice, thetter dodged away agilely.
Rayna was no match for the nurse, who was trained in fighting. The nurse wrapped her leg around
Rayna’s leg and gave a forceful twist. Crack! Rayna’s leg was broken. She gasped in pain as sweat
beaded on her forehead.
Then, the nurse flipped over and pressed her knee on Rayna’s chest, panting heavily.
“B*tch, you want me dead, huh?” she sneered.
Pulling the syringe out, she gripped it tightly and thrust it at Rayna’s neck viciously.
Rayna tilted her head and tried her best to grab the nurse’s arm. Having failed in her first attempt, the
nurse shed a menacing grin and shed the syringe across her face.
Rayna’s entire being trembled as she screamed in anguish.
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