Dear Sweetheart novel

“What do you think I’m going to do?” Curtis gave her a pointed look as he strode toward her. His gaze was still cool.

As he advanced toward her slowly, Rayna felt like every step he took inched closer to her heart.

“W-What a-are you doing?” stammered Rayna.

She was so flustered that she subconsciously shielded her chest.

After all, Curtis had removed his cufflinks and unbuttoned his shirt. How could she not tell?

Rayna knew that when Curtis was angry, she was going to deal with certain repercussions.

“What’s wrong, Ms. Garland? Cat got your tongue?” asked Curtis mildly. From the corner of his eye, he noticed that

Rayna was showing a bit of skin. Immediately, his gaze darkened.

“I… I’m a little unwell. I need to see a doctor.” Seeing that Curtis was inching ever closer, Rayna tensed her

shoulders. She had so much to do, and the unfinished tasks made her feel anxious.

Rayna wanted to go back to Marcus’ room to retrieve the camera. She did not have time for Curtis’ games.

Seeing that Curtis said nothing, Rayna raised her head gingerly to look at him and said, “I’m really feeling unwell.

I’m not lying. Why don’t you get a doctor? When the doctor arrives, you’ll soon find out whether or not I’m lying. I

swear I’m not.”

Very earnestly, Rayna made the gesture for a vow, as if she were concerned that Curtis was not going to believe

her.

Curtis smirked at her scornfully. “Ms. Garland, I’m afraid I have little faith in your vows. If I’d not known you any

better, I’d have thought you were a really good actress. It’s a fine show you’re putting on now.”

Rayna turned pale when she heard Curtis mocking her. I think this man isn’t going to let me off the hook.

“What’s the matter? Have I said something wrong? You’re either a seasoned liar, or you like the attention of men

on you.”

The more outrageous the accusations, the deeper Rayna blushed. With a slight shudder of rage in her voice, Rayna

hissed, “Just what the he*l are you on about?”

Curtis noticed that she was looking at him with a raised brow as her enticing red lips spat out words of anger.

His gaze deepened. Immediately, he picked Rayna up and pushed her against the wall.

All it took was a single touch of this woman to completely ruin his composure and control.

Rayna wanted to struggle, but Curtis managed to thwart her attempt with a kiss.

“It hurts. Stop biting me,” said Rayna. She then took advantage of their brief respite to say, “The skin there is quite

thin and it scars easily. They won’t look nice when they heal. Could you… perhaps… bite me elsewhere instead?”

Curtis let out a bark of harsh laughter. “You’re still worrying about scarring at a time like this?”

“Yes. It’s important, okay?” retorted Rayna petulantly.

However, she soon regretted what she said when Curtis decided to listen to her and bit her on her clavicle.

“Ah!” exclaimed Rayna in pain. Is this a man or a beast?

He used so much force that he definitely bruised the skin. I’m certain of this.

Rayna was enraged. She looped her arms around Curtis’ neck and bit down, hard. At the time, she wished she

could bite hard enough to kill him.

Curtis only looked at her mildly. With raised brows, he did not even make a sound.

“How are you so thick-skinned?” exclaimed Rayna, rolling her eyes at him in annoyance. She had bitten him with all

her might, but there was nothing but faint teeth marks imprinted onto his skin.

“You don’t like that?” asked Curtis with a raised brow.

“I do not!” said Rayna, frowning. Absentmindedly, she reached up to stroke her neck because it hurt.

“I like it, though!” Rayna was briefly stunned when she heard that. Subconsciously, she stole a glance at Curtis.

When Curtis glanced at her, she noticed a flurry of emotions in his fathomless eyes. Apart from hatred and longing,

there was a fleeting sense of affection.

Am I imagining things?

“Fine, we’ll stop. I think we should rest early.” Curtis seemed to sense Rayna’s gaze on him. He reached out and

pulled her into his embrace, gently patting her lower back with his large hands.

Since they had not met for so long, Rayna wanted to ask how he was doing, whether or not he’d found another

girlfriend, and if he occasionally thought of her.

It was likely due to her pregnancy that she felt worn out and flustered. Without saying anything to him, she leaned

back and fell asleep.

It took Curtis a while before he managed to adjust his breathing. He looked down at the woman in his arms and

trailed a finger across her face, stopping at the newly-formed welt near her collarbone.

Curtis admitted that he was quite mad. He wanted to devour every inch of her whole so that she could never leave

his side.

Curtis also hated himself. After all, they had already broken up. Despite that, Rayna was always on his mind. All

reason went out the window the moment he laid eyes on her.

It was obvious that Rayna had betrayed him and went off with other men without hesitation. Yet, why did he think of

her all the time?

Why did he drop everything and make his way here?

As he mulled over Rayna’s fickle nature, Curtis finally stopped his moping. He lifted the covers and made his way to

the bathroom.

When Curtis finished his shower, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Jeremy waited at the door for a few minutes. When he saw that Curtis opened the door in a bathrobe, Jeremy was

briefly stunned. His gaze could not help but land on the welt near Curtis’ neck.

“I just knew you didn’t come here with pure intentions,” tutted Jeremy with a shake of his head. “She’s the girlfriend

of the second scion of the Terblanc family! You really are a scoundrel!”

Curtis squinted his eyes and mildly asked, “Is it done?”

“It was Wyatt’s contact who got in touch with Marcus, forbidding him from signing that document.” Jeremy seemed

to think of something amusing and laughed out loud. “You needn’t worry too much, Curtis. Ms. Garland is

extraordinary.”

“She was the one who arranged for Marcus’ wife to leave and for his paramour to show up,” added Jeremy. “Let

me guess. Did she install a camera in the room?”

When Curtis did not respond, Jeremy smiled and said, “She wanted to threaten Marcus with the footage to give

herself the upper hand. With this hanging over his head, he’s definitely going to cave in. The last thing he wants is

for this to be leaked to the public. Ms. Garland didn’t care whether I showed up. She had already asked someone to

forge my signature on the document. She truly is clever!”

“What about James?”

“I have no idea.” Jeremy crossed his arms lazily and said, “However, the hotel is in a complete mess now. Marcus

caused a ruckus about the mouse in there and the manager has been repeatedly apologizing to him.”

Jeremy fished out a mouse from his pocket.

It was a remote-controlled mouse with lifelike hair and eyes. The mouse could easily pass for a real one.

Jeremy handed the mouse over to Curtis and said, “Curtis, you should be thanking me for sweeping the room

beforehand. If this ended up in the hands of the housekeeping staff, Marcus would have started to suspect

something was amiss.”

“However, I am curious. How did you know what Ms. Garland was up to?” asked Jeremy suspiciously. “How did you

even manage to get the timing right? Do tell me!”

“Just leave if you’ve got nothing else to say.” Curtis snatched the mouse from Jeremy and promptly shut the door in

his face.

“Oh well. Since I am of no use to him, I should leave,” mused Jeremy aloud, feeling quite sorry for himself. Before

leaving, he said, “When Arnaud went to the bathroom, he was hit by what seemed to be a bullet that entered from

the window. He reacted quickly and so the bullet only hit him on the right shoulder.”

Jeremy turned around to leave, but he walked a few steps further and added, “I heard that the bullet was also

poisoned and that his arm needs amputation. Jefferson and Boniel are now busying themselves with him at the

hospital!”