Dear Sweetheart

Dear Sweetheart Chapter 289

Chapter 289 A Bad Situation

“Oh, I don’t want to give up,” Jefferson said helplessly, his voice full of despair. He stared at the woman longingly, wanting nothing more than to rush out and pull her into his arms.

Unfortunately, he was unable to do so for he did not have the right to give her happiness.

His anger seemed to have accumulated in his heart, causing his coughs to become violent. He doubled over as blood stained his light yellow handkerchief. It was a rather frightening sight.

Jefferson’s head began to spin and he couldn’t hold on any longer. He promptly collapsed to the ground.

Right then, Ringo came over to see Jefferson lying in a crumpled heap on the ground. He immediately ran over to help him away. The bloody handkerchief slipped out of Jefferson’s fingers and fell to the ground.

Once the commotion died down, the guests, including Rayna and her group, left the ballroom.

The cleaner walked past Rayna, pushing a small cart for collecting rubbish. There wasn’t much trash inside, so the sight of a bloody handkerchief tangled with ribbons caught Rayna’s attention and made her brows furrow.

Did someone get hurt while dancing earlier?

Rayna thought of the matter with curiosity. As she walked down the corridor, a few men carrying medical kits rushed past her. The server informed them that a guest had fainted and was in critical condition.

Beside her, Jessica came to a stop and glanced at the few men holding medical kits.

“What’s wrong?” Rayna asked.

“Oh, it’s nothing.” Jessica quickly regained her senses and stuck her tongue out. “I heard the server saying a guest had fainted. I wonder if the doctors can save him.”

“I think he’ll be okay,” Rayna replied cheerfully. “If the doctors on the ship can’t handle it, the cruise ship’s manager will contact doctors on land. The safety of the guests is the top priority, after all.”

Jessica shot her a complicated look. “You’re right.”

I wonder how things are going.

Back in her room, Jessica washed her hair and took a bath. She wanted to call Ringo but was afraid of exposing their whereabouts. Frustrated, she placed her phone down.

When she came out of the bathroom, the doorbell rang.

smile.

“Why are you here?”

gain her sympathy. “I’m afraid of the dark

was about to close the door but noticed that he had wedged his leg under it. Frustrated,

want to sleep with

yet!” Jessica was disgusted whenever she thought about the photos on his

to budge, so she forcefully closed the door

yelled out, “Oh, it hurts! Babe, my leg is

if the door had really slammed on his leg, she quickly opened the door and asked, “D-Did the door slam on your leg? Does it

pulled her

cheek and said happily, “It doesn’t hurt

pushed him away

mad, Jessie. I was wrong. I’ve turned over a new leaf. I won’t look at other pretty ladies except for you!” Wyatt’s

never change, just like how a leopard

are pretty and

at him. “Are you saying I’m not pretty enough to be in your photo

“No—”

and roared, “F*ck you! You had over one hundred photos in your album of Epean and local supermodels, but not even one of me! Isn’t that biased? You even labeled them with their legs length and hobbies! It was f*cking obvious you

that way,

a

me this time,” Wyatt said, taking her hand and kissing it fervently. “It won’t happen

a corner. “Get on your knees in

please spare my dignity. Men shouldn’t kneel easily. Can I

you want your

only one who would see him on his knees. With that in mind, he scurried over to the

snorted and hopped into bed. “Kneel for half an

“If something goes wrong with my kneecaps after kneeling, I won’t have any energy

talking dirty again!” Jessica grabbed a pillow and threw it at him as

talking dirty. Your imagination

yet another pillow at

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