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?

analysis of Curtis. A man like Curtis should be the one who was picky about women. There was no

stared at his side profile in a daze, and slowly, the handsome face overlapped

body. The figure in her mind disappeared as if everything was her

Seemingly disturbed by Rayna’s actions, Curtis

Uncle Curtis, y-your face…

him and was just about to say that they looked alike when her thought was cut off and she suddenly forgot who she was

to touch his face and asked with a frown,

and tried her best to think, but she just couldn’t remember. The way she hit her head was hilarious

stop hitting your head already.” Seeing that it was time to eat, Curtis closed the lid of the laptop

lost

up to Curtis while typing: Uncle Curtis, please be more careful next time when you speak.

not even thirty yet, and the title you put on me makes me sound like I’m older.” In the past, he could tolerate Rayna addressing him as Uncle Curtis, but now, it

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

She valued comfort and basically wore pajamas all the time. She was in her blooming twenties, and Curtis couldn’t help but be enchanted by her

by her

rubbed his temples and thought that he

Rayna’s looks were not superior. It was just that her temperament was extraordinary. It was probably because the two

days. When she heard Curtis say that they would have dinner at the restaurant tonight, she didn’t bother to argue with him

a local festival that

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

swimming pool in the distance. That was the largest swimming pool she had ever seen in the hotels she had stayed in. It is so luxurious!

plastered to the glass. She wanted so much to go down to play. After watching for a while, she turned back to

thrilling assassination that night, Curtis had stayed by her side at all times. She didn’t dare to go out as well, but it was rare to

should be fine,

to the WhatsApp message of a certain boss, Rayna immediately showed him her phone with a message that read: Mr. Faymon, the swimming pool below is open. I want to