Dear Sweetheart Chapter 572
Chapter 572
Jefferson took two steps back, his usually gentle gaze turning sharp and piercing. He pinned his eyes
on Ste. “No matter how much gossip you hear, Ms. Zink, remember where you are and who you’re
working for. Don’t simply run your mouth.”
Adjusting his sses, his voice was mild but tinged with a hint of forcefulness. “Faymon Group’s PR
department isn’t for show, and I’m no easy prey either.”
Ste’s expression changed slightly, but she immediately replied with a chuckle, “I heard that from
someone else. Since I happened to run into you today, Mr. Hamilton, I brought it up casually.”
“Sometimes, a casualment might only lead to disaster. What do you think, Ms. Zink?” Jefferson
shot her a sidelong nce.
Ste went silent, stunned for a moment at the man’s tant jibe.
By the time she snapped back to her senses, he had already brushed past her.
She turned around and glowered at his back, her hands slowly balling into fists.
He loves Rayna beyond words, so he can’t possibly be unaffected by my remark earlier. Why was he
still calm and unruffled? Could it be that he was feigning indifference before me? But if so, he’s overly
good at it.
Afraid that he would discern her motive, she quickly retracted her gaze. Pushing open the door, she
entered the coffee shop. All the while, she inwardly wondered whether Jefferson was truly unperturbed
by those news reports or merely feigning nonchnce.
Boniel ising to Norwal City soon. For the n to proceed smoothly, I must sever Curtis and
Jefferson’s rtionship. As a matter of fact, it’d be even better if I can get them to turn on each other. If
my words today hadn’t worked on thetter, I’ve got to figure out another way.
Meanwhile, Rayna had stayed in the hospital for over two weeks. With sufficient time to recuperate, her
gunshot wound had healed ages ago.
Not even a scar remained, what with her having used the salve from Jeremy’sboratory.
She noticed that Jefferson stoppeding over to visit her after the day Sandy came to the hospital to
meet him and ask him to walk her out.
Worried that Sandy had said something hurtful to him when he saw her out, Rayna pestered him about
his absence through WhatsApp. Nheless, Jefferson merely imed that he was busy with work
and had no time to drop by.
As she had been keeping an eye on thepany and the development within the industry, she knew
that they were preparing a new product and were indeed swamped. Hence, she didn’t fret anymore.
She had been eating well while hospitalized, thus gaining quite a lot of weight. The most substantial
change was the size of her belly.
In the past, she could still conceal her pregnancy if she wore loose clothing, but after recuperating for
two weeks, her belly swelled by the day, ending up like a watermelon. Verily, she was terrified that her
stomach might explode.
Early in the morning, Rayna woke up to pack. That was the day Jeremy said she could be discharged
from the hospital.
There wasn’t much to put away, merely some clothes and skincare products.
She only bent for a while as she packed, but her stomach felt so heavy that it felt like it was going to fall
to the ground.
Propping a hand at the back of her waist, she had just straightened and nned to phone Kristie when
a hand shot out from beside her and snagged the small bag in front of her.
“Is this all? Here, I’ll help you.” Curtis ced a hand at her waist, his voice low and deep.
Rayna turned, only to see that the man, who had never once visited her since she was admitted to the
hospital, had finally put in an appearance. He looked exceedingly cool in a suit, but he had dark circles
under his eyes and seemed dead on his feet.
“Have you not been resting well recently? What have you been doing?” As she was overly concerned
for his well-being, Rayna momentarily forgot that he was acting too intimate with her while cing his
palm on her waist. They walked out of the hospital room together.
Smiling, Curtis answered airily, “It’s time for the semi-annual report, so it’s rather busy at the office.
Why…”
He proceeded to turn and study her intently. “You’re mad that I was so wrapped up in work that I didn’t
come and visit you at the hospital?”
Abruptly realizing that she had shown him too much concern, Rayna put on a cold expression and
scoffed, “I don’t need you to visit me! I just thought that Mr. Nicholson had been making things difficult
for Faymon Group and was afraid that I’d be his next target.”
“That won’t happen. He has too much on his te to make trouble for Faymon Group.” Curtis’ voice
was cid, but the look in his eyes was chilly.
Her pupils constricting, Rayna stopped in her tracks. “C-Curtis…”
Panic inundated her, and she grabbed the man’s sleeve. She couldn’t even speak properly anymore.
“Don’t tell me that was why you were so busy previously? Are you sick of living? Don’t fight with him.”
“Don’t stammer when you talk, or the kids might follow your example.” Curtis gathered her into his
arms. He couldn’t help kneading the flesh that felt soft and supple under his palm.
Rayna instantly sensed what he was doing and smacked him hard.
Despite the pain, Curtis didn’t drop his hold on her. He traversed the corridor with her to take the
elevator. shing her a faint smile, he assured, “I’ve still got to support my wife and kids, so I naturally
cherish my life. Be good, and don’t overthink things.”
Unable to push his hand away, Rayna had no choice but to give up. With a dark expression, she
demanded, “You didn’t do anything bad?”
“No.”
Pursing her lips, Rayna urged softly, “Just forget it, Curtis. Selena is already dead. If Mr. Nicholson
were to pursue the matter, apologize andpensate him. Don’t blow things out of proportion.”
She wasn’t a forgiving person, but she was aware of Noel’s immense power and connections.
Selena was right. A businessman with no connections in the military and political arenas was inferior to
others.
As such, Rayna didn’t want the matter to take a turn for the worse.
Curtis nced at her out of the corner of his eye while walking and grunted in acquiescence. “I’m a
law-abiding citizen.”
In response, Rayna rolled her eyes at him.
Aw-abiding citizen, my foot! Whatw-abiding citizen would have a gun at home?
Rayna wore a cap and a mask for fear that there would be reporters when they left the hospital. She
even tried putting some distance between her and Curtis.
However, Curtis took her hand. “It’ll be fine even if you don’t wear a mask. No one would dare snap
your picture.”
From the time Rayna was hospitalized, he had instructed Gabriel to keep a close eye on things at the
hospital. If any reporter were to sneak into the inpatient department and seek her out, Faymon Group
would take over the entire media industry.
Fortunately, the media heeded his warning and didn’t lie in wait around the hospital.
Rayna said nothing. When they reached the car, she made to pull open the passenger door, but Curtis
stopped her from doing so and swung open the rear car door instead.
“It isn’t safe in front, so sit in the back.”
A frown promptly marred Rayna’s countenance. “It’s only a ten-minute drive to my condominium. I trust
in your driving skills.”
“No way. Sit in the back. Even though my driving skills are superb, there might be instances of a
sudden brake. Listen to me.” Curtis sounded authoritative, leaving no room for negotiation.
Words eluded Rayna.
His fastidiousness drove her crazy, but at the same time, that thoughtful gesture of his also had a
wealth of warmth suffusing her. Muttering unintelligibly, she ultimately climbed into the backseat.
After settling in the car, she noticed a box of fruits on the seat beside her. She could faintly smell the
aroma of oranges.
Lifting the cover on top, she was greeted by the sight of a box of fresh oranges.
Curtis got into the car as well. As he fastened his seatbelt, he stole a peek at the backseat via the
rearview mirror. “An employee from the orchard delivered it to my car this morning. It just so happens
that I’m driving you back to the condominium, so I brought this along for you.”
Taking an orange out of the box, Rayna started peeling it. “I can’t finish everything. Let’s give Kristie
someter.”
“Keep them. If you can’t finish them, throw the remainder away. She can go get herself some oranges if
she wants to,” Curtis countered.
That wasn’t the first time Rayna perceived how biased he was toward her, but she still couldn’t help
blushing. While peeling the orange, she ventured, “Is there any news about Jessie?”
Curtis didn’t answer her right away.
A few seconds passed before he admitted, “The flow of water at the port is rapid. Perhaps she has
been rescued somece else, but we haven’t found her.”
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