Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 87 We Are Now Husband And Wife

The villagers were pleased that Curtis brought a truck full of food to the village, so they allowed Rayna and him to stay for a couple of days since the vehicle’s tires went flat.

After turning down their offer out of courtesy a few times, she eventually accepted their offer.

In the late evening, Curtis, the village chief, and a few other villagers returned with a load of wild animals. It looked like they had a fruitful hunt.

Meanwhile, the ladies set up the cooking station. They even served the mustard leaves they only consumed on special occasions and whipped up a sumptuous meal for the crowd.

The well-lit courtyard was as bright as day. Laughter filled the air as some villagers entertained the crowd by singing their unique folk songs.

As usual, wine was provided.

Last night’s experience had prompted Rayna to remind the village chief. “Mr. Yildiz, my husband is allergic to alcohol, so I’m afraid he’ll have to sit out the drinking session.”

Upon hearing that, Murat took away the wine glass as he did not want to pressure Curtis.

Curtis knew what Rayna did. While the villagers were enjoying themselves, he approached her and whispered in her ear, “Nothing bad happened to me last night, right?”

“Of course, something happened to you. You were allergic to alcohol,” Rayna explained, “I almost forgot you had red spots all over your body. I guess you’re not aware of it, too, right?”

“Really?”

Rayna gave him a sincere nod. Yet, a line still formed between Curtis’ brows. Is that why Gabriel always stopped me from drinking heavy liquor?

Somehow, he felt something was not quite right.

Curtis and Rayna stayed in the village for the next few days. When the former went for a stroll around the area, Rayna would remain in the settlement and chat with the women.

Most of the children were boys under the age of ten. As they were all considerably obedient, Rayna enjoyed teaching them the Tyrandasian language by writing words on the rock.

The children’s curiosity boosted their learning abilities. They were able to write a word after repeating it six times.

a more meaningful life had they received formal education in the city. The fact that the life expectancy in this village is only around fifty years old might have something to do with their

glass jars arrived five days

dinner, Rayna went to look for Murat. “Mr. Yildiz, Ms. Aisha told me a plant that can prolong a person’s longevity could be found in the village. She also said all of you

as fit as a fiddle. Those in their forties tend to look like they were in their twenties

somehow, many of us won’t live past fifty-one years old. This also makes us question the effectiveness of the plant. Why do you ask? Would you like

nodded. “To be honest, I’m tempted to bring

a frown. He continued, “In the past, villagers tried growing it elsewhere but failed. The plant can’t seem to grow outside the

to give me a few plants.” Rayna gave him a grin. “My husband and I

as you wish.” Murat chuckled while expressing his gratitude. “You and your husband have given us so much. In the last few days, we’d been scratching our heads to think of the

Mr. Yildiz,”

hidden the glass jars in the car without anyone noticing them,

and Murat

the jar’s cover, she dug out the plants with some soil, placed

a matter of minutes, she filled all five glass jars with

what is so special about these jars. Are

wiped off the sweat droplets on

to custom-make those glass jars, but she had

out of the shed,

teased him.

said, but when he noticed the expression on his face, his lips

but giggle. Well, that’s because Curtis’ identity as a villager is

He has been like that since he

a stern face and said, “That’s not good! Men should always treat their wives well! You

was spiraling out of control. After hooking her hand around Curtis’ arm,

but to give up. “All right, I’ll leave you two lovebirds alone. I’m going to

Rayna deeply. “What were you two talking about? You

son was twenty-three years old.” Rayna skipped the comments Murat made about him. “And he wants me to be his

knew what she was trying to do.

We’re now

him bereft of