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.

this village is only around fifty years old might have something to

custom-made glass jars arrived

went to look for Murat. “Mr. Yildiz, Ms. Aisha told me a plant that can prolong a

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

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

honest, I’m tempted to bring some home after

frown. He continued, “In the past, villagers tried growing

grin. “My husband and I bought a few jars when we drove past Ackleton. The locals told us we

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 best gift to repay your

Mr. Yildiz,”

them, but somehow, Rayna seemed aware of it. She went to the car today

Murat went

out the plants with some soil, placed

she filled all five

at the containers and asked Rayna, “I can’t tell what is so special about

so.” Rayna wiped off the sweat droplets on her

Gabriel to custom-make those glass jars, but she had no idea if they

out of the

might happen to your wife when she’s only here in the shed for a while?” Murat teased him. “Though you always carry a

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

Well, that’s because Curtis’ identity as a villager is fake. Anyone who gets to see him smile should count themselves

him. He has been like that since he was

their wives well! You should stay here with us. My son is twenty years old too, do you

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

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

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

old.” Rayna skipped the comments Murat made about him. “And he wants me to be his son’s

knew what she was trying to

now

remark left him bereft