Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 306 I Do Not Understand

When Rayna woke up past one in the afternoon, she stared at the Epean-style chandelier on the ceiling before turning to look at the man beside her.

Something feels off. I was persuading Curtis to go to bed, right? Why did we…

“What are you thinking about?”

Rayna was lost in her thoughts when a kiss landed on the corner of her lips.

She realized Curtis was awake. He was propping his arm on the mattress, staring at her with his dark, intense eyes. There was a hint of amusement in his gaze.

His naked torso was muscular and alluring, so Rayna got all shy and pulled the covers up to cover her face.

Warily, Rayna asked, “Do you remember how you got back at dawn?”

“I don’t really remember,” came Curtis’ reply. Rayna noticed he was frowning, so it didn’t seem like he was lying. “All I remember was drinking a glass of vodka before I exited the club.”

“Oh? Why did you go to a club?” Rayna asked. Jetroinian clubs were frequented by politicians and socialites, so they were proper establishments that differed from nightclubs. Thus, she didn’t feel uncomfortable to learn that he had gone to one the previous night.

Curtis scooted closer to kiss her cheek. His voice was hoarse as he asked, “I had some work to do. Did I get drunk again?”

“You were energetic and didn’t look like you were drunk,” Rayna replied in frustration.

Something told her Curtis wasn’t drunk this time and was merely pranking her. However, she couldn’t find any evidence to support her guess.

Curtis pulled the covers away. “Let me take a look. Did I hurt you?”

“It’s daytime. Stop it!” Rayna flushed red and covered herself completely with the covers.

She couldn’t forget about the camera at the previous club.

Kicking him, she harrumphed. “Hurry up and change your clothes. You need to go to the hospital. Theodore has been there all night, so you should take over for him and ask him to come back and get some rest.”

“It’s fine. Back when he was a soldier, he could stay awake for five days straight.”

not his

not biologically related to each other,” Curtis responded. “Besides, I think I’m more tired than

hit him with

to leave when Rayna told him she would be paying Wyatt a visit at the hospital this afternoon. “Wyatt’s condition isn’t serious, so you should stay at the

let Jessie go. She’s worried

turned grim along with his voice. “No need. She

she was confused

seemed like he was upset at Jessica. Is he taking his anger out on Jessica as Wyatt took a bullet for

got changed and moved back to the presidential suite that she

was on vacation, she still had responsibilities. It was winter, and Carl had caught a cold,

didn’t disturb her and went to

night, Jessica still seemed

you want

forcing a smile. “I’m sure he’ll be fine with Mr. Faymon and Mr. Xavier. I

“You don’t look happy.”

I slept late last night.” Jessica tried to appear energetic so that Rayna

Rayna pursed her lips.

something weighing on her mind but was aware she wasn’t in the position

waiter served their food. Besides what they ordered, there were also two bowls

baffled. “We didn’t order any soup. This must

and explained, “You’re staying in the presidential

at the waiter and said, “I’m glad it’s free. The presidential suite isn’t exactly cheap

didn’t take the matter

soup was delicious, with the perfect consistency

a hotel chef. Instead, it seemed more

she asked, “Do you think it tastes like it

why? Is

denied, shaking her head. “It doesn’t taste like it was made by a

her lips together. “It tastes the same to me! Maybe it was made by a well-trained chef. Let’s see if we can

to summon the waiter

with a middle-aged man who was slightly overweight, dressed in a chef’s uniform and hat. “This is the sous chef who prepared

Aploth and used to learn cooking from a mentor in Chanaea. He was good