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 had they received formal education in the city. The fact that the life expectancy in this village is only around fifty

the custom-made glass jars

me a plant that can prolong a person’s longevity could be

And that’s why we’re as fit as a fiddle. Those

live past fifty-one years old. This also makes

tempted to bring some home

“In the past, villagers tried growing it elsewhere but

me a few plants.” Rayna gave him a grin. “My husband and I bought a few jars when we drove past Ackleton. The locals told us we

collect 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

Yildiz,” Rayna responded

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

Rayna and Murat went

dug out the plants with some soil, placed them

she filled all

“I can’t tell what is so special about these

wiped off the sweat

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

out of

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

not fully understand what Murat said, but when he noticed the expression on his face,

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

He has been like that since

“That’s not good! Men should always treat their wives well! You should stay here with us. My son is twenty years old too, do

hand around Curtis’ arm, she continued, “Trust me, he has improved tremendously under my guidance. Moreover, I’m pregnant with his

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

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

Rayna skipped the comments Murat made

knew what she was trying to do. “So you used me as a

We’re now husband

left him