Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 228 A Lowly Employee

“What happened?” Rayna’s heart clenched. “Could it be that Ms. Goath has tried to end her life?”

“That’s not it. My father fell unconscious and was sent to the hospital.”

“I’ll go with you.” Alfred was quite nice to her, so she felt bad that something terrible befell him. “Is he at the General Hospital?” she asked, pulling Curtis into the taxi.

“Yeah.”

Alfred’s private ward at the inpatient department of the hospital coincidentally faced the main road. As he was peeling some oranges, he was delighted to see Rayna and Curtis getting out of a taxi together.

“Curtis sure did a good job bringing Rayna along.” The elderly man hurried back into the bed while urging Gabriel, “Quick, get the doctor. Make it so that they think I’m in a serious condition. It would be best if they think I’m clinging to life.”

Gabriel’s lips twitched. “Old Mr. Faymon, isn’t this going overboard? What if—”

“Why are you so garrulous?” Alfred was irritated. “Don’t drag my son down with you just because you can’t find a girlfriend for yourself!”

“But that still doesn’t justify lying to Ms. Garland,” Gabriel insisted. “Haven’t Mr. Faymon done enough of that?”

Alfred retorted, “Don’t compare me to him! Besides, it’s true that I’m feeling unwell. Hold on, who are you even siding with, Gabriel? Are you a spy?”

“This isn’t what I meant, Old Mr. Faymon—”

Although Gabriel tried to explain himself, Alfred cut him short impatiently. “Go get the doctor. I shouldn’t waste my breath on you, seeing that you don’t even have a girlfriend.”

The younger man was at a loss for words.

Thus, he could only leave the ward in miserable silence.

Not only was I unappreciated after giving Faymon Group my all, but Old Mr. Faymon also condemned me! This is so unfair!

When Curtis and Rayna arrived at the ward, Gabriel and the doctor were already standing by the hospital bed. The doctor was giving Alfred a checkup with a solemn expression on his face.

two of them. His hesitant look

the same time, Curtis’ face

checkup, he approached him and asked, “How’s

Mr. Faymon has heart disease, to begin with, and the medicines can only relieve his symptoms… Spend more time keeping

some time. Even Rayna could sense that the atmosphere was off. Thus, she said to the doctor, “Thank you so much. You should head back to work. We will keep Old Mr.

nodded and soon left the

lying in the hospital bed, had opened his eyes. His eyes were filled with weariness, lacking their

seen someone better at pretending to

to the bed.

eyes lit up the moment he saw Rayna, and he beckoned her over. “Come

and grasped his hand. “Old Mr.

you for coming

you,” Rayna said merrily. “I would

the latter to back away and head over to Curtis. “Mr. Faymon,

exited the room

idea how long I have to live, but I

“You will live well into a ripe old

the public. Keep it between us. I hope you can forgive him. I’m also heartbroken over Julian’s death, but that’s not Curtis’ fault. Besides, Rolanda has another son who can take

lips into a thin

a little disappointed. “Rayna, do you not like Curtis

no response from

not bring herself to forget what happened in

lot of suitors, fate will decide who gets to be together with him,”

you don’t like him. I know love can’t be forced. All I ask for

that, Old Mr.

to be returned to him later on. “You should keep this ring. If you know any woman

to accept the ring but entrusted it

how to turn him down, so she accepted it. “Okay. I’ll hold on to it and hand it to Ms. Sanders if

words. Despite the smile on his face, he continued feigning a weak demeanor. “Thank

pants. The more he thought about the situation,