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.

life expectancy in this village is only around fifty years old might have something to do

custom-made glass jars

Murat. “Mr. Yildiz, Ms. Aisha told me a plant that can prolong a person’s longevity

a fiddle. Those in their forties

fifty-one years old. This also makes us question the effectiveness of the plant. Why do you ask? Would

be honest, I’m tempted to bring some

villagers tried growing it elsewhere but failed. The plant can’t

Rayna gave him a grin. “My husband and I bought a

as many plants 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

Mr. Yildiz,”

the glass jars in the car without anyone noticing them, but somehow, Rayna seemed aware of it. She went to the car today and retrieved five of

Murat went

dug out the plants with

a matter of minutes, she filled all five

the containers and asked Rayna, “I can’t tell what is so special about these jars. Are you sure they can keep the plants

off

might have instructed Gabriel to custom-make those glass jars, but she had no idea if they could keep the

they stepped out of the

to your wife when she’s only here in the shed for a while?” Murat teased him. “Though you always carry a deadpan expression everywhere you go and tend

when he noticed the expression on his face, his lips began to twitch. He must be saying nasty things

Curtis’ identity as a villager is fake. Anyone

has been

“That’s not good! Men should always treat their wives

control. After hooking her hand around Curtis’ arm, she continued, “Trust me, he

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

Curtis stared at Rayna deeply. “What were you two talking about? You seem like

twenty-three years old.” Rayna skipped

knew what she was trying to

We’re now husband

him bereft