Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 210 Speak To Me Properly

Curtis narrowed his eyes, and a suffocating, murderous intent emanated from him.

Wyatt was the first to crack. “Don’t be like that, Curtis. Ms. Garland is fine, isn’t she? Besides, your fiancée is here. Let’s not frighten her.”

Immediately afterward, he received a death stare from Theodore, which caused his heart to hammer wildly.

“Ms. Garland is fine. Don’t worry, Curtis,” Jeremy assured Curtis. “As for the perpetrator’s identity, I’m sure we will eventually find some clues by going through the surveillance footage thoroughly.”

Curtis nodded, then shot a glance at Wyatt.

“I know. I’m on it.” With a single glance, the latter knew what was expected from him. Why did I choose to major in computer science and behavioral analysis? ”I’ll give Jessie a call,” he added.

“No need.” Curtis draped his suit jacket over Rayna and lifted her easily in his arms. “She stays in the same residential area as Kristie, to whom I am about to pay a visit.”

“I saw Kristie’s Instagram feed. She’s filming out of state now!” Wyatt replied at once.

“She’ll be coming back tonight. Do you have an opinion about that?” Wearing a half-smile, Curtis stared at him and continued, “I must trouble you to go through the surveillance footage, Wyatt. I hope you will have something new to report to me tomorrow morning.”

Wyatt’s shoulders slumped when the realization struck him.

Argh! I’m such a blabber!

“I’ll stay back and work with Wyatt,” Jeremy offered with a smile. “If you didn’t have any drinks, Theodore, help send Ms. Sanders home. It’s not safe for her to return alone.”

Jasmine did not object to it, accepting the suggestion pleasantly. “Thank you.”

There was no response from Theodore.

However, after they exited the building, he did not do as Jeremy had requested. Once Curtis left with Rayna in his arms, he walked to the side of the road and hailed a taxi. “We’re going in opposite directions, Ms. Sanders. Why don’t you take a taxi home?”

Jasmine’s eyes dimmed. Instead of entering the vehicle, she merely smiled at Theodore. “They asked you to send me home, Mr. Xavier, and now you’re handing me over to the taxi driver, a stranger. Aren’t you afraid of something happening to me?”

“I will take a picture of the license plate and hold him accountable if anything happens to you,” he replied.

Yet, she stood her ground. “I won’t take a cab. I can’t stand the smell. Either take the long way to send me home or leave me with Mr. York.”

Theodore’s face

glance at the

two have your lovers spat someplace else? I’d like to earn

in a stalemate. In a meek voice, he asked, “Um, my wife is in the hospital about to deliver a baby. May

at the driver. Despite

taxi driver sped out of

fair arm, shivering from the cold wind. “Where is your car,

headed

height demanded

is too tight. I can’t climb

grew impatient when she still had not emerged. “Are you coming or

Jasmine shut her eyes.

and his temper has

here,”

himself to descending the vehicle. After going around the

her gown. “It’s too tall. Besides, I

my fault you wore a

to expend an immense effort to suppress her anger. “Fine, it was my choice to wear this. Are you happy? Still, it’s not my fault that your car

stood there without saying a word, though the scowl on his face

reined back her fury. “Give me

but

instant, a sense of

Rayna but refuses to let me

bucket in the corner of the wall,

you, but I don’t want a ride from

humiliate me

now you

he was a reticent person, she always managed

a thorn on his tongue, making him grit his teeth in vexation as

giving us a chance. Despite breaking things off so cleanly, she appears before me again four years later. What

flung herself free from his grasp. “I want to

With his strong arms, he heaved her straight into the Hummer.

to be manhandled like