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

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

hit him

him she would be paying Wyatt a visit at the hospital this afternoon.

go.

“No need.

was

he taking his anger out on Jessica as Wyatt took a bullet

and moved back to the presidential suite that she originally stayed

Even though she was on vacation, she still had responsibilities. It was winter, and Carl had caught a cold, so she was worried about

disturb her and went to

resting for one night, Jessica still

“Do you want me to take you to the

reassure her by shaking her head and forcing a smile. “I’m sure he’ll be fine with Mr. Faymon and Mr. Xavier. I don’t need

“You don’t look happy.”

not. I slept late last night.” Jessica tried to appear energetic so that Rayna wouldn’t worry about

Rayna pursed her lips.

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

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

baffled. “We didn’t order any

a polite smile and explained, “You’re staying in the presidential suite, so these are free

glad it’s free. The presidential

take the matter to

was delicious, with the perfect

a hotel chef. Instead, it seemed more like a home-cooked dish. Hmm, this is

brows knitted together as she asked, “Do you think it tastes like it was prepared

Is

her head. “It doesn’t taste like

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

Rayna could say anything, she waved to summon the waiter and asked to see

was slightly overweight, dressed in a chef’s uniform and hat.

chef claimed to be from Aploth and used to learn cooking from a mentor in Chanaea. He was good at making Jetroinian food and Chanaean