Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 45 Take My Card

Meanwhile, James was keeping watch of Kristie at a condominium in Cerulean Bay and cooking. When he heard Rayna calling him on the phone, he turned off the stove immediately and rushed into the bathroom.

Having ensured no one was around, he picked up his phone. “What is it, Rayna?”

“Must I have a good reason to call?” Rayna snapped. “Is everything okay at school?”

“Everything’s pretty okay.”

“Are you sure? Did you jump over your school wall just to skip class?”

“Rayna, do you think I’m someone who will do that?” James asked, rubbing his nose.

I finished my homework early and went out through the gate above board, but still, I can’t let Rayna know I’m part-timing. She’ll skin me alive.

“Well, I must be wrong, then,” Rayna mumbled on the other end of the phone. “By the way, didn’t you say you don’t have enough money? Why didn’t you accept the money I wired over to you?”

“Ah, I wanted to buy some equipment, but I didn’t have enough, so I asked Mom instead,” James answered with a slight cough, his voice betraying a hint of hypocrisy. “But I didn’t buy it in the end because my friend gave me his.”

“But sharing it with your friend is not the best solution.” Rayna thought James needed some clothes or shoes. “Come home if you’re free this weekend. I’ll bring you shopping.”

“I’m not sure about that. I’ll ask later in the afternoon.” The truth was that James could always go home since he was just right outside, but since Rayna was under the impression that he had been at school for a few months, it would be weird for James to agree to go home right away.

“Let me know when you find out. I’ll pick you up.”

Bang!

Someone pounded the bathroom door loudly before James could even reply to Rayna. “What’s taking you so long? Get out already!” Kristie shouted from the outside.

On the other side, Rayna vaguely heard a woman’s voice and asked softly, “Is that your girlfriend?”

“No. She’s just a classmate. I’ll hang up first, Rayna. Bye!” Afraid that Kristie might shout again and give his game away, James quickly hung up after saying goodbye.

pulled open the door and glared down at Kristie with his face gloomed.

him with her eyes wide. “This restroom is for my private

stumped

met

“Yes, Ms. Winton. Understood.”

twenty thousand per month, five hundred for food, and another five hundred

a long face and went

the kitchen when

poor. I can’t afford

into her room with her slippers

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down coldly. “Ms. Winton, I’m here as your bodyguard. You’re not the person who employs me, so I can’t

me? I’ll give everything in this card to you,” Kristie asked, going closer and tugging his sleeve with a pitiful look on her face. “Something bad happened recently.

scarring. She bawled her eyes out as she penned one hundred apology letters

would feel an urge to chop

not a gangster. I’ll never do something that offends the law,” James replied,

went over and sat down

in whenever I talked to them like this. They would give me whatever I wanted. Why does this not work on

the kitchen knife and looked at her own reflection

is on point, and so is my hair. Everything’s so perfect

inquired as she walked over to James with the knife. Unlike other bodyguards she had

her and use her credit card, and one of them even installed a pinhole camera just to spy on her

James and continued, “Are you

from James’ mouth the moment he heard that. His color changed, and he almost swore at her, but he quickly reminded himself to behave since he was

“Ms. Winton, I’m straight.”

as if she would break James’ neck. “Am I not pretty? How is

was at a loss for

have a girlfriend, and she doesn’t like me checking out other girls,” James lied and pushed the

“You might be handsome, but you’re