Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 298 You Shall Not Mess With My Girlfriend

Left with no choice, Jessica could only acquiesce in heading back.

After watching her leave, Theodore made his way to Wyatt’s ward.

The latter had suffered a gunshot wound, and his face was slightly pale. Still, he lay in the hospital bed as though nothing serious had happened to him. He even ran his mouth the whole time.

Seeing Theodore set foot inside, Wyatt immediately put on a pitiful look. “Why are you two men keeping me company, Theodore? I only need my beloved Jessie to stay with me.”

Theodore paced to the bedside and pinned Wyatt with a sharp gaze. “You’ve lost control of yourself,” was the former’s reply.

Wyatt was confused upon hearing those words. “What do you mean by that?”

“You’ve been won over by lust.” Theodore sounded as cold as the winter. “Ever since I returned from Norham, I’ve noticed that you’ve changed. It’s good that you finally found love, but have you ever wondered about the purpose of her showing up and coming into your life?”

“I know what’s been going on.”

Theodore’s brows eased up the moment he heard that response. What a relief! Wyatt’s not a nitwit, after all. I guess he’s still mindful of what’s happening around him.

The next second, a chuckle escaped from Wyatt’s mouth. “Even the heavens must think that I had to stop living a boring life. Hence, they sent down a fairy to be my side. Of course, I’ll cherish her!”

“D*mn it! I should send you off to the heavens myself!” Theodore could not help but curse, and the veins on his forehead were bulging. “To think that you’ve had several years of training in behavioral analysis, yet here you are, having a brain filled with nothing but garbage!”

Upset by the remark tossed at him, Wyatt refuted, “You’re wrong to see me that way, Theodore. Answer me this—have I ever botched any task that I was entrusted with?”

He took a moment before adding, “You may not believe in love at first sight, but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist. I think you must have a problem with my girlfriend! If you ask me, you’re the one who’s been having frequent mood swings since you came back from Norham. Plus, you and Jasmine had already gone separate ways four years ago, yet you two reconciled easily after so long. I’m also curious about whether she has any hidden agenda for being with you once again. You don’t feel good listening to me doubting Jasmine like this, do you?”

as he listened to those

other already, and there had even been

Curtis, then?” asked Wyatt as he turned to

me Rayna is some kind of antidote. Worse still, he had even made use of her in the past, and not too long after that, they suddenly

and uttering, “He’s long lost his mind. If you try to reason with him, he’ll

fume, “You

former and unceremoniously sneered, “Wow! You sure can blather non-stop. I bet your heart is

a snail’s pace. You ought to count yourselves lucky that I’ve been exercising regularly, thus having considerable agility. If it hadn’t been

face, Theodore clenched his fists so hard that

already know his character inside and out,” comforted Curtis as he grabbed Theodore’s hand. “Leave him be. He

Theodore walked to the window to get

and took a seat before peeling an orange for Wyatt. Then came

Theodore to the extent that he nearly pushed the important matter to

entire robbery was nothing but a ruse. Someone hired them and

Theodore, who was standing by the window,

clothes, yet with his sharp observation skills, he had noticed that someone else had been stalking them from afar. Not only that,

find it a little peculiar. If their objective was to commit murder, why didn’t they do it with an AK rifle? Instead, they chose to go with a multi-barreled, high-latency revolver like

the local police to give ear to them. Should there be any deaths resulting from the robbery, it’d be likely for the police to misjudge the deceased as casualties. By wielding an AK rifle, their motive would become as clear as day, not to mention catch our

had to be keeping an eye on our whereabouts. As soon as

aura. Wyatt, who was closest to Curtis, unwittingly felt a

away with that vibe of yours, will you?” Wyatt made that request as he burrowed deeper under the blanket, his body trembling. “I’m not your enemy,

My life is hard!

have any nemesis? Judging