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

to each other,”

hit him with

when Rayna told him she would be paying Wyatt a visit at the

go. She’s

turned grim along with his voice. “No need. She should stay at the hotel with

but she was confused

upset at Jessica. Is he taking his anger out

while later, Rayna got changed and moved back to the presidential suite that she

busy with work. Even though she was on vacation, she still had responsibilities. It was winter, and Carl had caught a cold, so

busy, Rayna didn’t disturb her and

night, Jessica

to the restaurant and asked, “Do you want me to

forcing a smile. “I’m sure he’ll be fine with Mr. Faymon and Mr. Xavier. I don’t

“You don’t look happy.”

course not. I slept late last night.” Jessica tried to appear energetic so that Rayna wouldn’t worry about her. “I’m starving! Where is our food? It should

Rayna pursed her lips.

on her mind but

there were also two bowls of mushroom soup. “This is our restaurant’s

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

The waiter flashed a polite smile and explained, “You’re staying in the presidential

glad it’s free. The presidential suite isn’t

the matter to

delicious, with the perfect consistency

to Rayna, it didn’t taste like a dish prepared by a hotel chef. Instead, it seemed more like a home-cooked dish. Hmm, this is

she asked, “Do you think

Is it not

it’s not that,” Rayna denied, shaking her head. “It doesn’t taste like it was

to me! Maybe it was made by a well-trained chef.

she waved to summon the

slightly overweight, dressed in a chef’s uniform

from a mentor in