Dear Sweetheart novel

As Wyatt didn’t respond, Gianna shot the housekeeper a look.

The housekeeper approached him, lowered her head, and reported softly, “Mr. Lopez, we didn’t think it was

appropriate to tell you while you were away on a business trip. Ms. Marsh should already be on her period.

However, when I was cleaning the bathroom, I didn’t see any used pads in the bin.”

She could feel the temperature of the air drop, and her shoulders shivered a little in fear.

However, when she thought about what Gianna had promised her, she plucked up the courage to continue. “Then, I

realized that we have been serving Ms. Marsh her meals on time, yet she has lost weight. I’m not sure if she has

been intentionally eating less, and this resulted in a hormonal imbalance.”

Before she could finish, the housekeeper was pushed aside roughly.

A hint of disdain flashed across Gianna’s face as she pretended to help steady her. She asked, her voice full of

concern, “Are you okay?”

She watched as Wyatt stormed upstairs angrily, the corners of her lips curling up in a smug smirk.

This time, their relationship will definitely be over! That woman is overestimating herself if she thinks she can outwit

me!

When Wyatt got to the third floor, he kicked open the door to Jessica’s room. Jessica had been feeling weak and

had just laid down when he barged in. Unwilling to entertain him, she got out of bed and headed for the bathroom.

He took one large step toward her, grabbed her wrist, and threw her back onto the bed.

Towering over her, he glared at her with a dark expression.

She had visibly lost a lot of weight. Her face was now even slimmer than before, which was heartbreaking to see.

Let go!

Unable to cuss him out, Jessica could only struggle with all her might. However, she still could not break free from

his grasp.

A shudder suddenly wrecked her body as she recalled what she had seen outside the study the other day, and she

started struggling even harder.

Wyatt’s gaze darkened. In the next instant, he lifted a hand and slapped her across the cheek.

He had hit her very hard as he was fuming. Jessica’s head whipped to the side as she lay there in a daze.

He grabbed her chin and forced her to look at him. The grim look in his eyes was terrifying. “Jessica Marsh, if you

still refuse to f*cking eat, I will get someone to shove the food down your throat.”

Scoffing coldly, he continued, “Do you think Rayna will be able to save you just because you sent her a message

using the housekeeper’s phone? She’s currently enjoying life with her ex-boyfriend in Yartran. She wouldn’t think of

someone like you.”

Wyatt leaned toward her and snarled, “You’ve sacrificed so much for your good friend, and you’re always thinking

of her. Well, are you aware of what she did to Kristie? No one would welcome her back with open arms after that!”

Jessica turned her gaze toward him, still trying to process what he had just said.

She didn’t know what had happened to Kristie.

Forcing herself to calm down, she tried to reach for the notebook lying on top of the bedside table to write down

what she wanted to say.

However, Wyatt thought that she was trying to run away and pinned her arms down. “You have no one else to rely

on other than your Uncle Oliver and Aunt Danielle, but even they can’t save you! There’s nothing I’m not capable of

when I’m angry, Jessica. I can keep you locked up here forever, and no one will be able to find you ever again. So,

go ahead and try me if you want!”

When he saw the fear in her eyes, he scoffed coldly. “Or maybe I should keep Oliver and Danielle locked up in a

small town. Do you think you will be able to locate them?”

Jessica stared up at him with wide eyes, unable to believe that he was the same man she had once loved.

Is this just a figment of my imagination? Am I having a nightmare?

His words were like a curse ringing in her ears. When she looked at him again, his face grew blurrier and blurrier.

Her heart and her body started growing cold.

Wyatt had been so livid that he wasn’t thinking straight; he just wanted her to obey him.

After he snapped back to his senses, he realized that Jessica’s thin body was trembling. She looked so weak and

pitiful.

He felt a twinge of guilt and reached out to touch her.

Just when his fingers were about to touch her wound, he pulled his hand back at the last minute and scurried out of

the room.

The housekeeper, who had been waiting outside the room, lowered her head when she saw him come out. “Mr.

Lopez, is there anything I can do for you?”

“Go in and take care of her wounds,” Wyatt snapped at her, his frustration threatening to boil over.

“Yes, sir.”

“Hold on!” He stopped her again and glared at her coldly. “Make sure you do it gently. Once you’re done, make

some nutritious food for her. And don’t talk unnecessarily!”

“I-I understand, sir,” she stammered.

Wyatt trudged downstairs with a dark expression on his face, his anger yet to subside. When he recalled what he

had seen at the hospital and how that woman had injuries all over her small body, he became even angrier.

When Gianna saw him come downstairs, she untactfully approached him. “Mr. Lopez, did Ms. Marsh make you

angry again? I can’t believe how ungrateful she is when you’ve been nothing but good to her.”

“Are you saying that I keep trying to please her despite being snubbed?” Wyatt glared daggers at her.

At that moment, the look on his face was truly terrifying.

The smile on Gianna’s face froze. She stammered, “T-That’s not what I-I mean… It’s getting late. Why don’t you

rest here for the night? The housekeeper made some pumpkin soup. Why don’t you—”

“Shut the f*ck up! You’re so annoying!” Feeling irritated at the mere sight of her, Wyatt grabbed her and threw her

aside like a ragdoll.

Gianna was completely floored.

When she regained her senses, Wyatt had already left the house. In his fury, he didn’t even take his coat with him.

She combed her messy hair back into place, feeling rather disgruntled. However, when she thought of how Jessica

was worse off and might get thrown out soon, she instantly felt a lot better.

“Bring me some pumpkin soup! I want to drink it now,” Gianna ordered, strutting toward the dining room.

Wyatt drove out of Zenisan Villa, still unable to calm down.

With a solemn expression, he pulled out his phone and made a call.

After the call went through, he said coldly, “Rayna has a list of names in her possession. Look into everyone on the

list and contact the one who’s greediest for money. As long as he is willing to stop helping Jefferson, I’ll agree to any

condition he wants!”

With that, he hung up and turned the car around.

At this hour, Jeremy was working on the final part of Ixora’s research in the underground lab.

Wyatt had suddenly called him, saying that he was outside the door. Rolling his eyes, Jeremy reluctantly went

upstairs and opened the door for him.

As soon as he saw Wyatt, he yelled, “Are you insane? If you have nothing to do at this time of night, go take care of

your business. Why did you come here instead?”

After he was done ranting, he realized that Wyatt had remained silent throughout. There was a grim expression on

his face, and he seemed to be stewing in anger.

“What’s got you all worked up?” Jeremy asked.

“Do you have alcohol?” Wyatt asked as he pushed past Jeremy and entered the house. He unceremoniously opened

the fridge before pulling out a can of beer.

He knocked back beer after beer nonstop like he was drinking water.

Folding his arms across his chest, Jeremy leaned against the doorframe and watched Wyatt punish himself with an

icy gaze. “We’ve been friends for many years, but I’ve never seen you act like this before. You weren’t even this sad

when your dad died.”

Wyatt did not reply him.

The fridge was stocked with just two dozen cans of beer. After finishing all of them, he went around the kitchen,

looking for more alcohol. After discovering two bottles of red wine in the cabinet, he took out the cork of one and

downed its contents.