Dear Sweetheart Chapter 493
Chapter 493
The housekeeper rushed forward when she noticed Rayna trying to bring Jessica away.
s, she could not win one against three. Instead, Kristie tied the housekeeper up and left her in the
living room.
After leaving Regal Gardens, Rayna drove straight to the airport. She said to Kristie, “You’ve got loads
of connections, Kristie. Get in touch with someone at the airport and have them put Jessie on a ne
out of the country.”
“Go abroad?” Jessica stiffened in shock before sputtering, “I can’t leave the country. Uncle Oliver is still
in the hospital. Wyatt might target him if he can’t find me.”
Rayna tightened her grip on the steering wheel and mustered a smile. “Don’t worry. I’ll take care of Mr.
Marsh.”
“Rayna, where should the flight go?” asked Kristie.
“Yartran.”
That was Jefferson’s turf, and Wyatt would never be able to find Jessica there.
Meanwhile, Kristie quickly found help by using her connections as “Mr. Faymon’s younger sister.”
Once they reached the airport, Kristie led Rayna and Jessica through the staff entrance and straight to
the pilot who would ensure Jessica’s safe arrival in Yartran.
Jessica dragged her feet, reluctant to leave. She sped Rayna’s hand and said, “What will happen to
you when I leave? Wyatt—”
“Don’t worry, he can’t do anything to me,” Rayna interjected while wiping the tears from the corner of
Jessica’s eyes. She added, “Wait for a bit once yound in Yartran. Ringo will send someone to escort
you.”
Then, she continued more quietly, “I’m sorry. I’m too useless. I even need you to help me.”
I must protect Jessica at all costs since I didn’t manage to save her family.
Thankfully, Jessica hugged Rayna and replied, “Okay. I’ll listen to you. I’ll leave. Please take care of my
uncle and the others.”
Rayna nodded.
She watched as Jessica boarded the ne.
The tension in her heart only dissolved when the ne left the runway. Then, she left with Kristie.
Kristie watched Rayna’s profile closely and could not help but ask, “Uncle Oliver is, erm… why didn’t
you tell Jessica the truth, Rayna?”
Suddenly, Rayna was overwhelmed with exhaustion.
She massaged her temples and answered, “Jessica’s pregnant. I’m not sure she can handle the truth.
We need to buy all the time we can.”
Kristie’s heart ached for Jessica’s situation. She sighed and muttered, “I didn’t think Wyatt was so…
brutal.”
He even harmed Jessica’s family.
Rayna began tottering on her legs, drawing Kristie’s concern.
“Are you okay, Rayna?” Kristie rushed forward to support Rayna. In her haste, she dropped her hat,
revealing her signature jet-ck hair and bright eyes.
Several pedestrians nced over curiously.
Some even walked up to her and stared intently at her. One of them asked hesitantly, “Are you Kristie
Winton?”
Kristie picked up her hat and wore it securely before attempting to lead Rayna away.
“Oh my God, you really are Kristie Winton!” eximed the earlier onlooker in glee. “I’m a huge fan!
Could you give me an autograph? Why did you stop acting?”
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Hearing the avid fan’s exmations, other pedestrians murmured excitedly and swarmed Kristie for
autographs. “Kristie Winton?”
“No way! Why is she here?”
Rayna and Kristie were surrounded in under a minute.
“I’m not Kristie Winton. Please leave me alone!” Kristie yelled anxiously when she noticed Rayna’s
palingplexion. She shoved some onlookers away and pleaded, “Please let us go!”
The crowd was deaf to her pleas. Some of the overzealous fans even tried to rip Kristie’s face mask off.
The environment grew more and more suffocating.
Already overwhelmed with fatigue, Rayna promptly cked out under theck of oxygen and slumped
into Kristie.
“Rayna!” Kristie panicked and tried her best to hold Rayna up. At the same time, she scolded the
onlookers fiercely, “Give me some room! I’m calling the police if you continue to block my path!”
Just then, a pair of powerful arms began pushing the crowd apart.
A massive figure stepped into the circle.
It was a tanned, middle-aged man. He immediately swept Rayna into his arms and said to Kristie, “Hold
on to my arm. Let’s go.”
Kristie’s heart jolted as she met the man’s gaze. She wondered if she had met him before.
She was frozen in thought for several seconds. When she noticed the man pushing through the crowd
with Rayna in his arms, she snapped out of her trance and grabbed his arm.
As they walked swiftly away from the crowd, the man asked Kristie, “Where’s the car? And the keys?”
“Huh?” Kristie stared at him and asked in shock, “How do you know we drove here? Who are you?”
She did not remembering across the man’s information.
Also…
Kristie’s gaze moved upward,nding on a long, gruesome scar over the man’s neck.
Did that injury harm his vocal cords? Is that why his voice sounds so hoarse?
“The name’s Samson. Mr. Faymon sent me here.” He turned around and noticed Kristie’s fans had
almost caught up to them. “You’ll be swarmed if you don’t get into the car now.”
Kristie realized the urgency of the situation and hurriedly led him to the car.
Once everyone was seated, Samson started the car and sped off.
Kristie pulled off her hat and mask and fanned herself furiously. She grumbled, “These fans are crazy! I
haven’t filmed anything in ages. I thought they would’ve moved on to someone else by now.”
Samson nced at her through the rearview mirror andmented, “You look thinner. Haven’t you
been eating?”
“I’m kind of bored of Mrs. Verlice’s cooking. I haven’t had much appetite,” muttered Kristie in response.
She btedly realized something was off and red at Samson. “Why do you care if I lost weight? Just
drive us to the hospital. That’s enough chit-chat!”
Samson chuckled while Kristie pursed her red lips in displeasure.
Urgh, he’s so annoying!
Soon enough, Samson parked the car outside the hospital. He carried Rayna to the emergency
department.
A doctor examined Rayna and concluded that she had fainted from exhaustion. Kristie was relieved
when the doctor said Rayna would be right as rain after some rest.
She bombarded Samson with questions, “Were you always working for Curt? Where is he? Why is his
phone switched off?”
“Mr. Faymon is attending to urgent matters, so his phone has been switched off for quite some time.
He’ll return to the country tomorrow,” exined Samson.
Kristie scrunched her brows and mumbled, “He can’t simply cut himself off from everyone else, even if
he’s handling urgent matters. I can’t reach him at all! I think Curt should just throw himself into his work
and remain lonely for life!”
“You should head back. I’ll keep an eye on Ms. Gand.”
“I’m staying, and that’s final. Rayna really tired herself out today.” Kristie’s stomach grumbled in protest,
and she said to Samson, “Get me something to eat.”
“Sure. I’ll head out now.” As he spoke, he took out a ring and handed it to Kristie.
Flustered, Kristie stumbled backward and eyed the ring warily. “W-What are you doing?”
It was pretty ugly and nothing she would ever choose for herself.
She continued, “Aren’t you aware of your age, Mister? I’m only in my twenties. Are you seriously trying
to propose to me with a broken ring?”
Samson’s lips twitched with amusement. He seized her hand and forcefully ced the ring on her
fourth finger.
Kristie shrieked, “You old man! You’re crazy! Pervert! Get it off! Ah! I’ll tell Curt about this and get him to
fire you!”
Her high-pitched squealing brought a frown to Samson’s face. He drawled, “You think too highly of
yourself. No one’s trying to propose to you. Stay in the ward. If there’s any danger, tap the ring. Got it?”
“The ring has a GPS tracker?”
“Yup.”
Kristie calmed down considerably after his exnation. Embarrassment was palpable in her features,
though she still rolled her eyes at him andined, “Why didn’t you say so earlier? You psycho!”
“Oh? Did you give me a chance to do that?” retorted Samson.
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