Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 66 Binoculars

Rayna took medicine on time every day, and soon, her body gradually recovered. She could now get out of bed and walk normally.

She had hurt her vocal cords when the opponent struck her neck, so it would take a long time before she fully recovered. Rayna wasn’t in a hurry, anyway. She thought it was good enough as long as she could go to the bathroom by herself.

Over the past few days, she had hardly been out of the suite, and neither had Curtis. Their food was delivered by the hotel waiter. During the day, Curtis would ask Rayna to help when he was doing his work.

At night, the two shared a bedroom. Rayna slept on the bed while Curtis slept on the chair, guarding the former closely.

Rayna was the one who felt the most awkward.

Whenever she was with Curtis during this time, she couldn’t help but recall the scene where he took off his pants that day. It was too embarrassing. She had mentioned that she wanted to go back to her room, but Curtis said it was not safe.

When Rayna finally finished going through the documents, she looked up and looked out the full-length window. The sun had already set.

She counted and realized that she had been in this room for five days since she had woken up!

Behind the desk next to her, the man was still busy with his work. His long cotton sleeves were rolled up to reveal his strong arms. He was concentrating on the document in his hand, looking composed.

Rayna propped her chin on her palm while staring at Curtis.

She had to admit that Curtis was really an outstanding man. He was excellent in every respect, whether it was his appearance or his talent. It was said that Curtis graduated with a double degree. He was, for sure, an overachiever.

Among the affluent CEOs she had come into contact with, all of them were either over fifty or sixty years old or had a potbelly. It was rare to meet someone like Curtis, who was shrewd, capable, and talented.

How can such a good man’s marriage be so miserable?

like Curtis should be the one who was picky about women. There was

man. Rayna stared at his side profile

up her body. The figure in

actions, Curtis turned

Uncle Curtis, y-your face…

at him and was just about to say that they looked alike when her thought was cut off and she suddenly forgot who she was thinking of a moment ago. Besides,

out to touch his face and asked

but she just couldn’t

it was time to eat, Curtis closed the lid of the laptop and stood up. He looked

was lost

Curtis, please be more careful next time when you speak. After all, you still need to rely on me, someone who is not that smart, for

me sound like I’m older.” In the

glanced at her from the corner of his eye. “Get dressed. I’ll take you downstairs

indoors for the past few days. She valued comfort and basically wore pajamas all the time. She was in her blooming twenties, and Curtis couldn’t help but

her rosy

temples and thought that he

to Kristie’s, Rayna’s looks were not superior. It was just that her temperament was extraordinary. It was

When she heard Curtis say that they would have dinner at the restaurant tonight, she didn’t

was celebrating a local

open today. There was a path leading directly from the restaurant to the swimming pool. Many guests chose to go swimming after

pool she had ever seen in the hotels she had stayed in. It is so luxurious! Wow, they even have a swimming

watched the tourists below having fun, her whole face almost plastered to the glass. She wanted so much to go down

didn’t dare to go out

be

her phone with a message that read: Mr. Faymon, the swimming pool below is open. I want to