Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 23 Send Him To Jail

“Belle, why don’t you say anything? Hmm?” Jefferson smiled as an inexplicable glint fleeted across his eyes. He reached out and tried to grab Rayna’s arm once again.

However, this time, he could not do as he pleased.

A strong arm rested on Rayna’s shoulder as Curtis appeared beside her like a knight in shining armor to rescue her. In an impassive tone, he asked, “She’s my friend. What’s the matter?”

Curtis spared her a glance through the corner of his eyes. He could feel the woman trembling in fear.

Is she afraid of this man?

“Ah, Mr. Faymon,” Jefferson said. He recognized Curtis and adjusted his glasses in a graceful manner. “Pleasure to meet you. I’m Jefferson Hamilton.”

“The pleasure is mine,” Curtis replied. Since the man recognized him, Curtis shook his hand out of courtesy.

Jefferson looked at Rayna, who was staring blankly ahead, and said apologetically, “It’s been two or three years since I last saw Belle. I didn’t expect to bump into her here and wanted to greet her. It seems like I’ve startled her instead.”

Then, Jefferson asked how was Rayna related to Curtis.

Curtis knew that things must be complicated between the two. Just when he wanted to say something, Rayna clutched onto his sleeve tightly and looked at him in an almost pleading manner, and said in a shaky voice, “P-Please take me away…”

“I’m sorry. My friend is not feeling well.” At the thought that he needed Rayna’s help for the business negotiation and her fearful manner right then, Curtis took her right away.

Rayna felt as if her body had been drained of all energy. She was almost dragged away by Curtis. It was apparent that she was utterly terrified. Curtis saw that and carried her out of the revolving door of the hotel.

Jefferson stood grounded on the same spot in a genteel manner. There was still a hint of a smile on his face.

After two long years, he finally found her.

despair in her eyes. He enjoyed seeing her all weak and

How interesting.

female companion, who had been waiting for quite some time aside, approached him and circled her arms around Jefferson’s. At the

just another pretty face. Why are you so hung up on her, Mr. Hamilton? Not only do I have a pretty face, but I also know

Jefferson turned around to glance at her and asked

his eyes made the woman shudder as she instinctively retracted a few steps back. However, Jefferson reached out

almost let out

How dare you compare yourself to her?” Jefferson pressed down harder, almost crushing the woman’s chin. “Not only is she pretty,

ran out of breath as her

face in front of me again,” Jefferson snapped as he pushed the woman

shit. I’m

still appeared to be deep in shock—her shoulders were still trembling. He

at the man and Curtis knew that the man was either loaded,

would Rayna know someone

forcefully and said in a low voice, “We’re not at the hotel, and he’s not here. You don’t have to be

her

that she was in a car with only Curtis beside her. The suffocating feeling that

handed her and lifted her head to gulp down two mouthfuls. She felt much better after that. Meanwhile, Curtis sat beside her with crossed legs as he replied

hesitation. “I knew him when I studied abroad a few years ago. Of course, he’s already introduced himself

his tone implied that he was willing to

love. Then, one day, he suddenly became a whole different person and tried to rape, and even kill me. I-I

of his family were close to the upper echelons of Yartran. Rayna reckoned he could have freed himself if any of his family members tried to. Hence, she

expect that Jefferson would gladly accept the one-year imprisonment. When the police arrested him and walked past her, his tone was genteel as ever, telling her to

was jailed, Rayna was plagued by nightmares for one whole week. She was terrified that Jefferson might seek vengeance. Hence, she hurried back home and changed her name,

not expect that Jefferson would find

body went still as a statue. Her breathing turned erratic as the ghost of her past came back haunting her. If not for Curtis helping her, she

here to look for you?” Curtis asked as he looked at her. He knew that she had a sexual disorder from his investigation of her. Nonetheless, he did not know of the tragic incident that led to her disorder. Curtis felt a pang of sympathy for the woman