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.”

muscles on Theodore’s face grew

taxi driver darted a glance at the man, then at

spat someplace else?

the couple was still in a stalemate. In a meek voice, he asked, “Um,

at the driver. Despite

taxi driver

her fair arm, shivering from the cold wind.

duo headed

but its impressive height demanded the aid of a stool to mount. Lowering her head, Jasmine gazed

dress is too tight. I can’t climb

door and grew impatient when she still

Jasmine shut her eyes.

has worsened with the increase of

over here,”

Theodore resigned himself to descending the vehicle. After going around the car, he found Jasmine standing there, looking exceptionally short next

at her gown. “It’s too tall. Besides,

fault you wore a

Are you happy? Still, it’s not my fault that

there without saying a word, though

nasty temper, Jasmine reined back her fury. “Give me

but he moved backward, causing

sense of frustration

carry Rayna but refuses to let

of the

but I don’t want a ride from you anymore.” Scowling,

to humiliate me with the bucket of

her arm and yanked her back. “You wanted a ride, and now you don’t. What

a reticent person, she always managed to force him to become

his tongue, making him grit his teeth in vexation as he enunciated

Despite breaking things off so cleanly, she appears

flung herself free from his grasp. “I want to take a taxi now,” she announced

his strong arms, he heaved her straight into the Hummer. She slumped into the seat in an ungraceful heap while her

a cargo to be manhandled like so?”