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

taxi driver darted a glance at

lovers spat someplace else? I’d like to earn

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

driver. Despite his hostile demeanor, he

the taxi driver sped

fair arm, shivering from the cold wind.

headed to

domineering, but its impressive height demanded the aid

is too tight. I can’t

open door and grew impatient when

Jasmine shut her eyes.

passed, and his temper has worsened with

here,” she

going around the car, he found Jasmine standing there, looking exceptionally short next to

pointed at her gown. “It’s too tall. Besides,

fault you wore a dress

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

though the scowl

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

his arm, but he moved

sense of frustration welled up

can carry Rayna but refuses to let

bucket in the corner of the wall, he brought it over and placed it beneath

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

to humiliate me

“You wanted a ride, and now you don’t. What is it

though he was a reticent person, she always managed to force

tongue, making him grit his teeth in vexation

chance. Despite breaking things off so

from his grasp. “I want to

to take a step forward, Theodore lifted her. With his strong arms, he heaved her straight into the Hummer. She slumped into the seat in an ungraceful

be manhandled