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.

ingratiating smile. “Babe,

“Why are you here?”

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

about to close the door but noticed that

want to sleep with

whenever she thought about

to budge, so she forcefully closed

it hurts! Babe, my leg

lying to me again, aren’t you?” Jessica muttered. As Wyatt appeared to be in pain as if the door had really slammed on his

her into

kissed her cheek and said happily, “It doesn’t hurt

you!” Jessica punched him angrily and pushed him away before

over a new leaf. I won’t look at other pretty ladies except for you!” Wyatt’s tone was

like how a leopard cannot change its

they are pretty and saved their photos sometimes without

“Are you saying I’m not pretty enough to

“No—”

one hundred photos in your album of Epean and local supermodels, but not

“If I ever thought that way,

died a horrible death ages

I’m sorry. Please forgive me this time,” Wyatt said, taking her hand and kissing it fervently.

pointed at a corner. “Get

dignity. Men shouldn’t kneel easily. Can

want your dignity or

would see him on his knees. With that in mind, he scurried over to the corner and went down on his

hopped into bed.

less,” Wyatt begged, staring at her pitifully. “If something goes wrong with my kneecaps after kneeling, I won’t have

it at him as her cheeks

talking dirty. Your imagination

another pillow at

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