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

glance at

lovers spat someplace else? I’d

stalemate. In a meek voice, he asked, “Um, my wife

shot a cold look at the driver. Despite his hostile demeanor, he still shut

taxi driver sped

arm, shivering from the cold wind. “Where is

duo headed to the

it look domineering, but its impressive height demanded the aid of a stool

dress is too tight.

the open door and grew impatient when she still had not emerged.

Jasmine shut her eyes.

his temper has worsened

here,”

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

too tall. Besides,

you wore a

this. Are you happy? Still, it’s not my

saying a word, though the scowl on his face

her fury. “Give me

reached out to grab his arm, but he

an instant, a sense of frustration welled

but refuses to

the corner of the wall, he brought it

from you anymore.” Scowling,

me with the

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

was a reticent person, she always managed

thorn on his tongue, making him

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

his grasp. “I want

Theodore lifted her. With his strong arms, he heaved her straight into the Hummer. She slumped

cargo to be manhandled like