Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 310 Her Betrayal

Gabriel smiled, albeit rather forcefully. “That’s because I love my job, and I don’t want to be distracted by relationships.”

“Tsk, tsk. Who would believe that?” Wyatt said with a naughty smirk. “Anyway, we won’t judge you if you’re really gay. I can even introduce a couple of fine young men to you!”

That, of course, rendered Gabriel speechless.

“Shut up, Wyatt,” Curtis scolded as he replaced Wyatt’s glass of brandy with juice. “Everyone else can drink to their heart’s content, but you can only have juice tonight.”

“Huh? Where’s the fun in drinking juice? Alcohol is what gives you a buzz!” Wyatt grumbled before attempting to snatch his brandy back.

Curtis, however, instantly fired a warning shot in the form of a cold-eyed stare.

Perceptive as always, Jessica grabbed Wyatt’s hand and chimed in, “That’s right. You should stick to drinking juice! Have you forgotten that you’re still nursing a gunshot wound? You’re not allowed to drink or smoke for the next two months. Understood?”

“Okay, okay. I’ll do as you say, Babe,” Wyatt uttered obediently.

Alas, it wasn’t even a minute later when he pulled out his sunflower pendant and showed it off to everyone. “See this? It’s a Christmas gift from my darling fiancée. Theodore and Curtis, I doubt you guys got any gifts, huh?”

“Of course they did. I gave Curtis a scarf,” Rayna retorted. “Besides, a scarf is much more practical than your necklace. It keeps one warm.”

“My gift, on the other hand, might be rather niche compared to everyone else’s,” Jasmine said smilingly as she lifted Theodore’s hand, revealing the red string bracelet with a gemstone on the latter’s wrist. “I didn’t think an ordinary necklace or bracelet would fit his image, so I braided one for him as a good luck charm. It’s not worth much, but I’m happy as long as it can keep him safe.”

Just then, Theodore’s voice rang out. “To me, this gift is priceless.”

“Quite right. Besides, it’s not like you’d dare despise it,” Jasmine quipped, shooting a sidelong glance at Theodore before turning to Wyatt. “By the way, that’s a Van Cleef & Arpels necklace, isn’t it, Wyatt? You’d better take good care of such a valuable item.”

Upon hearing that, Rayna pursed her lips, a mischievous look in her eyes. “Ha! I can’t tell if he’d treasure the necklace, but given his character, there’s a good chance it might end up around the neck of some female celebrity.”

“That’s indeed possible.”

you?” Wyatt protested, clearly annoyed at Rayna’s and Jessica’s relentless wisecracking. “Why

Rayna in that manner! They aren’t wrong. It’s your fault

Why aren’t you standing up for me…” Wyatt mumbled

his despair, Jessica merely rolled her eyes at him. “I do what I like. Do you have a problem with

“No. I wouldn’t dare.”

shut up and

grabbed his glass of juice and drank it

more and more people gathered in the club, to the point where nearly all

Eve, and it wasn’t long before young

end, he asked the waiter for a deck of cards and suggested playing poker, with the loser having to down

of the bustling activity around him, he sat beside Rayna and sipped at his wine,

of poker, Wyatt

playing, but I’m the one who has to drink when we lose! I’ve drunk almost nine glasses of juice! Do you know how awful that feels? Theodore,

Gabriel quickly leaned in. “Mr. Lopez, I can help

you before, and your card skills aren’t even comparable to my fiancée’s! If you were

Gabriel silently

When that

went up against you, you’d be puking your guts out in just a few rounds.

Theodore, so he knew better than anyone else how

instead, there was no doubt he’d suffer an even more embarrassing

at the stage and had a lightbulb moment. “All right, enough of poker. I’ve gotten sick of drinking juice. Let’s play something else!” he suggested while

games already? Are you being

have you know I’m an expert poker player! Losing isn’t a big deal to me!” Wyatt scoffed haughtily. “Tell you what. We can carry

If we did that, you’d use your

arched his brows. “Well, well, well. This time around, you guys

turned out, the game that he wanted