Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 17 Open It

It was a rather unnerving meal. Julian would glare at Rayna from time to time as though warning her, “Just wait until we get home.” Even so, the woman pretended not to notice.

She had already moved most of her stuff out of the Faymon residence and didn’t intend to return, anyway.

Suddenly, the man next to her coughed gently and gave her a light kick underneath the table. She turned her head nervously and saw Curtis nod before getting up to go to the restroom.

It took the woman a moment to guess that he was probably waiting for her to explain what had happened earlier today, so she quickly grabbed her purse and headed to the restroom too.

As soon as Rayna arrived in the hallway, someone darted past her.

She looked up and realized that the person who had just overtaken her was Meredith. The latter wrapped herself around Curtis’ arm and pressed her body against him upon nearing him.

“I’m so sorry, Mr. Faymon.” Despite apologizing, Meredith had no intention of moving and spoke in a soft voice. “I think I twisted my foot.”

Curtis remained where he was, not moving an inch.

Meredith grew bolder and began to tug the neckline of her dress downward. “I’ve always admired you, Mr. Faymon. I want to serve you. I know there are lots of other people at Faymon Group. I may not be the best, but I know I work the hardest. If you’re willing to give me a chance, I’d like to follow you to Norham for work.”

Rayna was bereft of words.

she even saw in Julian, but it turns out she’s

Mr. Faymon. I’m willing to throw everything away,” Meredith added, wrapping her arms around Curtis’ neck as she moved her crimson lips

next second, she felt a sharp pang on her wrist as Curtis dragged her

they instantly sent a chill down

think you need to go anywhere. Maybe you should just quit.

much just to get to where she was today, and

Rayna hastily lowered

only

you agree, Rayna?” Curtis asked while kicking the door to the restroom open and gazing at her knowingly. “Let’s

her skin upon being called out, the woman glanced at

was in the ladies’ room, and now we’re inside

as Curtis walked in and closed the door. “I’m not pregnant, I swear! If you don’t believe me, we can always make a trip to

curled upward. Seeing how tense she looked made him

she was brought back to

I admit what I did.” The woman took a deep breath to calm herself down. “We’re all adults, are

Uncle Curtis was

he hadn’t expected a sexual

matter slide

about.” We’re inside the men’s restroom, for crying out loud. What if someone comes in? I’m out

a look at this.” Yet, the man stopped her from exiting. He took out his phone and handed it