Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 179 Take A Swim

“Yes.” Alfred smiled faintly, his tone carrying a hint of regret. “She was a good child. If I had been there earlier…”

Perhaps it was too painful for him to share the story. He did not say anything further.

Alfred handed the sapphire ring to Rayna. “Here, take this. It’s useless for me to keep it.”

“I can’t accept this,” said Rayna as she took two steps back. She liked Curtis, but it was still uncertain how their relationship would develop from there. It was a gift too burdensome for her to accept. “It’s best if you give it to Mr. Faymon.”

“Oh, my poor Curtis.” Alfred let out an exaggerated sigh. “No one likes him since he was a child. I can’t believe he’s suffering the same fate as an adult. I’ve failed massively as his father.”

The corner of Rayna’s lips twitched when she heard that. “No way. Mr. Faymon is such an outstanding person. He’s never short on admirers.”

“In that case, you should take this.” Alfred pushed the sapphire ring into her hands. “From now on, I’ll entrust Curtis to you. Ow! I think I have a headache.” He rubbed his temples. “I’m going to get some rest. You two go on. Come back for dinner whenever you’re free.”

Rayna was stumped for words.

By the time she came to her senses, Alfred had already left the study. She looked at the sapphire ring in her hands helplessly.

Rayna was caught off guard when Alfred appealed to her emotions.

Curtis approached her in his wheelchair. “What did my dad say to you?”

“It’s nothing.” Rayna stealthily hid the ring behind her back. “He told us to come back for dinner when we have time.”

“Is that so?” Curtis arched a brow, looking at her with a penetrating gaze. “Did he say anything else?”

“Nope.”

Hearing that, Curtis decided not to ask any more questions. Rayna went downstairs behind him, hesitating whether to give him the ring. In the end, she stuffed it into her bag.

I shouldn’t give it to him first to avoid evoking his painful memories.

On the way back, Rayna glanced at the scenery flashing by the window. She thought of the events from the previous night until that morning. The level of excitement was similar to that of taking a roller coaster ride. It was a surreal experience for her.

Right then, something popped into Rayna’s head. Turning to look at Curtis, she asked, “Mr. Faymon, did you discuss it with Julian in advance? Don’t tell me you thought this through last night.”

“No.”

froze. “Then why

said those words. I don’t believe it if

why?” Curtis shot her a

also spoke up for me when we were at Faymon Group last

Rayna was getting lost in thought. He furrowed his brows, feeling displeased for some reason. Leaning

leaned back and continued, “I don’t like to cling to the past. But I should at least thank him

tone softened. “It’s fine. I’ve said

muscle contractions in her lower abdomen.

“What’s wrong?”

“I’m having menstrual cramps.”

also suffered from cramps during her last period, Curtis pulled her closer so that she could lean on his shoulder.

Faymon, you don’t have

shoulder tightly. He spoke

blanket off his lap and wrapped it around

did not struggle again as she rested her head on his broad shoulder. For some reason, she suddenly felt her

though Uncle Curtis looks high and mighty, he’s quite a

She was too lazy to go out on such a scorching

she filled a plate with watermelon slices, Curtis took

fine to

and she instantly withdrew her hand and made a “be my

see if you can finish half a

handling a batch of important documents, she refused to do anything else.

so hot, isn’t it?” Rayna sat with her legs crossed while munching the nuts. Once she saw the scorching sun outside, she lost her mood to go out.

of flowers, she said disdainfully, “Say, Mr. Faymon, why don’t you build a swimming

not useful at all. And it was so damn

my mansion. So what if I build a garden?” Curtis uttered nonchalantly. “Besides,

at his remark. “What about these flowers, then? They have to be properly taken care of, right? Mr. Faymon, aren’t you afraid that someone will steal your

by surveillance cameras.

when she thought of the surveillance footage she saw last time. She cleared her throat and got up from the cushion.

out?” Curtis glanced at her from head to toe. “Besides, your period isn’t over. It’s easy to get infected with bacteria when you

embarrassed to hear Curtis mention her period. “It’s already been three days, so it’s fine. I’ll just take

through some information on his phone before passing

out the news. Tsk… I advise you not to go. Otherwise, you’ll have many illnesses when

Damn it!