Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 39 A Fantastic Job

Not just anyone was qualified to head to the Norham branch.

Furthermore, Rayna did not wish to be alone and far from home. It would be tough for her. She was neither ambitious nor in any urgent need of money. Moreover, her family was close by, and everything she had in life right now was more than enough for her.

Curtis knew Rayna was determined to stay, so he did not insist.

After all, he had no right to intervene in her choice.

For the rest of the afternoon, the study was quiet. Both were busy dealing with their own matters. By the time Rayna lifted her head after completing her last document, she realized that the sky was already dark.

Before she knew it, she had stayed in Curtis’ house for an entire day.

When Rayna saw that Curtis was still lost in his pile of work, she decided not to disturb him and discreetly left the study, thinking of preparing dinner before heading back. While she was on her way downstairs, she received a call from Jessica.

“Rayna, are you still out working?”

“I’m at Mr. Faymon’s place.” Rayna had told Jessica about what happened during the cocktail reception, and she even roasted Jessica for her inaccurate fortune-telling—Rayna met no soulmates there.

“Oh? You’re in Mr. Faymon’s house? Are you staying the night there?” Jessica said in a sing-song voice.

“What are you thinking about? I’m only here to return the favor.” Rayna was speechless when Jessica leaped to conclusions. “Weren’t you talking about how indecent Mr. Faymon is a while ago?”

“I only said that Mr. Faymon will be marrying later in life; I didn’t say he was indecent,” Jessica refuted with an innocent-sounding voice. “Moreover, it’s not as if I’m asking you to marry him. If you click with him, why don’t you try dating him?”

Rayna huffed in exasperation. “No thank you. I’m not interested. Didn’t you see what happened the last time? Look at how fierce Kristie was. Any woman who gets together with Mr. Faymon won’t have an easy time.”

There was clearly nothing special about Rayna’s relationship with Curtis, but Kristie still bore a grudge against her.

Things would become worse if something really did bloom between them.

When Rayna noticed how late it was, she hastily prepped dinner after telling Jessica not to buy takeout, for she was going to bring food back. At that, Jessica kissed the receiver of her phone in gratitude.

digestion. The soup she had left boiling on the stove since the afternoon was done, so she took the pot off the stove. All of a

A power outage?

were still lit. Thus, Rayna guessed that the circuit breaker had tripped, so she turned on the torch on her

circuit breaker trip?” Rayna asked as she knocked on

“Mr. Faymon?”

When she entered the room, she found no signs of Curtis around. She tensed up

was still in the study when I went downstairs to prep

huge space, but it was silent, and

Curtis…” Rayna walked along the walls as her legs quaked. “Where are you? Can

mind around why someone who stayed alone had to live in a gigantic house like

a sudden. As she walked down the corridor, she would

is that you inside?” Rayna patted

my house. Who can possibly be here if not me?” Curtis sounded muffled. “The

me.” Rayna opened the door and went

room with her phone torch. It was then she realized that the mat’s corner was

the reason the door is stuck,” she said to him before reaching out to pull the mat out. However, it was rather stuck, and she failed to do

your kick that

was a normal one.

“All right.”

her that he had moved aside, Rayna took a step back and sucked in a deep breath. Then, she lifted her

first time did not

her leg against the door again, and she succeeded on her

red by blood. Evidently, his injury

to be wet. The moment she stepped into the small space, she

managed to grab her

up grabbing his wound. Losing balance, Curtis took quick steps back and hit the

on, and water splashed and

then, the lights came back

shivering from the cold water. Once the lights were back on, she quickly turned off the faucet. When she turned back around,

and handed it to him with trembling hands. “Mr. Faymon, your