Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 1

Nonsense Rayna Garland had never imagined that her husband would cheat on her on their very first wedding anniversary. No. Perhaps he had been cheating all this while, but she hadn’t found out until now. Based on her original plan, she should have been on a flight to Marsingfill. However, after much deliberation, she decided to cancel her business trip. Instead, she—in order to give her husband a surprise—ordered some flowers, cake, and red wine. And yet, she ended up receiving an even larger surprise. Rayna heard the female voice again. “Julian, I’m divorced, so when are you going to do the same? You shouldn’t delay it anymore. It’s better to just get it over with, rather than prolong the agony.”

tell Rayna and get her to leave without taking any assets. Rayna gripped her phone and suppressed the churning in her stomach. No wonder Julian has been coming home

out of the main entrance of the condominium, Rayna disposed of the items she was holding in the bin. As she raised her hand to hail a cab, the phone in her pocket rang. Instead of picking up, she bent down, entered the cab, and settled herself in the backseat. Her phone screen continued blinking, an indication of the caller’s persistence. Feeling annoyed, she finally answered the call from Julian’s mother—Rolanda Macpherson. “Rayna, what’s the meaning of this? I’ve made you an appointment with the city’s top fertility specialist. It’s one thing for you to stand him up, but

why was I taken in by Julian’s false promises back then? He vowed to care for me for the rest of our lives and to convince his parents to accept me. In fact, he didn’t mind not sharing a bed because of my past emotional trauma and was willing to work toward reopening my heart. And now, I’m ready to do so, but what about him? With Rolanda’s curses echoing in the background, Rayna was so outraged that her fingers turned pale when she recalled the scene at the condominium. She tightened her grip on her phone and enunciated, “You can rest assured that I will divorce Julian. There’s no need for you to keep pestering me. Also, since you want grandchildren so much, I’ll bear them for you.” However,