Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 65 Accidentally Pulling Down His Pants

Upon noticing the intruder that night, Rayna—under desperate circumstances—had hidden the translated address in the pocket of her bathrobe. She sent Gabriel to the room to retrieve it.

Soon, Gabriel returned with the paper containing her translation in his hand.

Despite Rayna’s inability to stand, her arms were capable of moving freely. Sprawled on the desk in front of her, she finished translating the Uronian words and wrote them on the paper in front of her.

When the results clearly showed an address, she whipped out her phone to do a quick search. The place was extremely remote, albeit trackable by satellite.

“Mr. Faymon, here’s the translation.” Rayna handed Curtis the paper when he came over. “However, it’s located someplace secluded. It’s more than a hundred kilometers from the city center.”

I wonder what an isolated place like that could have that’s worth a billion…

Curtis studied the paper in silence.

“Give them a call, and tell them to be prepared.” A long while later, he finally handed the paper to Gabriel. “We’ll set off once Ms. Garland has fully recovered.”

Rayna pouted at his words.

I hope to recover as soon as possible too. Not being able to speak is such a pain.

In the afternoon, Gabriel went out for work, leaving Rayna and Curtis alone in the room. One was busy with work, while the other was playing with her phone and eating.

Silence reigned in the room until Rayna felt that her bladder was full.

I need to pee.

Feeling awkward, she tried to get out of bed but was hindered by her unresponsive legs. I was strangled, so why are my legs affected?

“What is it?” Exhausted from work, Curtis was massaging his forehead when he caught a glimpse of Rayna, who was struggling to get out of bed. A thought popped into his head, and he asked, “Are you trying to go to the bathroom?”

even more

and carried her in

wrap her arms around his neck. Her inability to

her inhibition, Curtis said, “It’s fine. I don’t mind. You were hurt under my watch. I should take responsibility.

Rayna was speechless.

Curtis, you may not

brought her the wooden coat stand, which she could use to support herself. By the time he closed the door attentively behind him, Rayna’s face was

the urge to pee was

attempting for a long while. Even though she had the support of her walking stick, walking to wash her hands felt as if she was trudging through mud. It took such a heavy

own way

her body to be thrown forward. Meanwhile, Curtis, who was on the phone,

Rayna fell forward and grabbed his

couldn’t help but

felt an excruciating pain shooting through her chest and

stick felt so soft, she noticed a pair of pants pulled down to someone’s ankle. The pair of muscular calves right in front

This belongs to…

of long legs that led to a pair of black underwear hanging by the

a crack of the door that heralded Gabriel’s entry. He reported, “Mr. Faymon, Old Mr. Faymon couldn’t get through to

bathroom came into his view. Stopping in his tracks, he instantly realized the inappropriateness of his

few seconds later, he cordially shut the door behind

dropping a hot potato. Gesturing for Curtis to pull up his pants, she—cheeks blushing hard—averted her gaze to look awkwardly at the motifs of the

wished for the ground to swallow her

Garland, I’ve never seen someone as dumb as you are.” With his phone sandwiched between his ear and shoulder, Curtis pulled his

similar to what had happened in his home, he began to have serious doubts about

Is it Rayna?” Due to how quiet the room was, Kristie’s voice could be heard from the phone even

did Rayna do to you? Did she throw herself into your arms… God! I knew she was a vixen all along! Curt, of all the people by your side, why did you have to take her on your trip… Curt, you’re not allowed to like her. I forbid it! Do you hear

to ring. She couldn’t help giving Rayna an