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.”

on! I only wanted to show off my Christmas gift. Have I offended either of you?”

him on his head. “How dare you talk to Jasmine and Rayna in that manner! They aren’t wrong. It’s your fault for having a colorful dating history! You even

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

eyes at him. “I do what I

“No. I wouldn’t dare.”

shut up and drink your

a choice, Wyatt grabbed his glass of juice and drank it

the night went on, more and more people gathered in the club, to

long before

He started whining about the lack of entertainment at their booth. In the end, he asked the waiter for a deck of cards and suggested playing poker, with the loser having to down a glass of

wasn’t a big fan of the bustling activity around him, he sat beside Rayna and sipped at his wine,

rounds of poker, Wyatt found

help you along is as good as cheating. Jessie and I may take turns 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?

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

with you before, and your card skills aren’t even comparable to my fiancée’s! If you were to play for me, I’d end up drinking even more

silently

I sincerely wish Mr. Lopez’s fiancée dumps him! When that day comes, it’ll be my turn

arm across the back of the couch and chuckled. “If Theodore and I went up against you, you’d be puking your guts out in just a few rounds. Are you

nearly four years since Wyatt had befriended Curtis and Theodore, so he

they played with him instead, there was no

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

through him. “Changing games already? Are

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

that, you’d use your gunshot wound as an excuse to get out of your punishment. Fine. We’ll play

his confidence renewed, Wyatt arched his brows. “Well, well, well. This

it turned out, the game that he wanted to play was