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

carried her in his arms before she had the

and legs dangling in the air, Rayna had no choice but to wrap her

mind. You were hurt under my watch. I should take responsibility. Anyway, this is

Rayna was speechless.

not mind,

which she could use to support herself. By the time he closed the door attentively

sudden, the

walking stick, walking to wash

she gave up on making her own way out and

forward, Rayna lost her balance while opening the door, causing her body to be thrown forward. Meanwhile, Curtis, who was on the phone, didn’t expect her to

and grabbed his cotton pants, pulling them down to expose his

help but

on the luxurious carpet, Rayna felt an excruciating pain shooting through her chest and elbows. While she was in agony, she realized she

why the walking 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…

was greeted by a pair of long legs that led to a pair of black underwear hanging by the hips.

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

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

later, he cordially shut the door

regained her senses than she released her grip as if she was dropping a hot potato. Gesturing for Curtis to

she desperately wished for

sandwiched between his ear and shoulder, Curtis pulled his pants back

similar to what had happened in his home, he began to

Kristie’s voice could be heard from the phone even though

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

like a machine gun, causing everyone’s ears to ring. She couldn’t help giving Rayna an earful through her gritted