Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 314 It Is Just A Nightmare

After leaving the club, Curtis didn’t return to the hotel with Theodore and the rest. Instead, he brought Rayna to a private car by the roadside, seemingly wanting to go somewhere else.

Rayna glanced outside the window, unsure of where they were going. “Why aren’t we going back to the hotel? Are you hungry?” she asked Curtis.

“I am quite hungry,” Curtis replied in a deep voice.

Rayna wasn’t innocent. Her cheeks immediately flushed red when she caught on to the meaning behind his words. She punched him lightly. We’re lucky that the chauffeur doesn’t understand Chanaean!

The car left the city quickly. The chauffeur followed the direction on the GPS and drove all the way to a resort.

The resort had a modest yet graceful Jetroinian architectural style. A thin layer of snow covered the rooftops and trees, making the entire place look surreal.

“It’s beautiful!” Rayna was completely in awe of the gorgeous scenery before her eyes. She watched the warm breath she exhaled disappear into thin air. “It’s like I’m in a fairy tale world!”

Curtis walked to her side and chuckled softly. “The snow wasn’t heavy today, so it didn’t pile up. I requested someone to create some snow manually to show you this magnificent scenery.”

Rayna turned around to look at him. “There I was wondering why the snow is so thick! It’s actually manmade snow, huh?”

“Anything to fulfill your wish to build a snowman, Mrs. Faymon,” Curtis said as he helped her put on a scarf. “I’ve booked the entire place for today. You can stay in whichever room you prefer and have fun wherever you please.”

“It’s expensive, isn’t it?” Rayna could feel her heart ache. It must cost a fortune to book the entire resort and hire someone to create the synthetic snow.

“It’s all right. It’s just three hundred thousand per night.”

Rayna gasped in astonishment.

After a few seconds, she bent down to grab some snow while mumbling, “No. I must spend every second I have in this resort wisely. We can’t waste the money!”

“Mrs. Faymon, are you planning to build a palm-sized snowman with your hands?” Curtis passed her a snow shovel.

“I’m not…” Rayna dragged her last words as she formed a ball of snow in her hands while stepping backward.

“Hmm?”

the next moment, she flashed a smirk and threw the snowball at

by Rayna’s sudden attack. The snowball hit his shoulder and his face. It was so icy that it sent shivers

angry. “You’ve gotten bolder now,

stand still to let him catch her. She started running on the snowy ground while grabbing more snow and making

didn’t dodge any of the snowballs and let them hit him. Occasionally, he would make some snowballs and throw them back at her, enjoying the snowball fight with

for a while, Rayna was panting and drenched in sweat. With the snow shovel in her hands, she built a huge snowman

that was about two meters tall. She was extremely satisfied and didn’t mind her

she was studying abroad a few years ago, she had told Jefferson that she wanted to build

Jefferson agreed.

in Yartran. Jefferson visited Rayna earlier and brought her out on a

received a call. Later, he sent her back to the university as he had something urgent to

and

out at the thought. It wasn’t until she heard the cheerful Christmas carols that she finally regained

it was already midnight,

up. Helplessly, yet dotingly, he said, “We had a snowball fight, and we built a snowman. It’s time to sleep now. We will catch a cold if we stand in the snow

his eyes were filled with warmth. She couldn’t help but stand on her tiptoes and

her fixedly. “Did you do something

“I didn’t!”

a sudden?” Curtis put on a stern expression. However, he couldn’t bring himself to speak harshly to her.

become your wife so soon. Think about it. I’m

narrowed his eyes at her statement. “Are you complaining that I’m too old

nodded honestly. “A

arms and walked toward the nearest mansion. “Let’s go inside. I’ll show

resort, Rayna still blushed upon hearing his remarks. She punched him

not nice. I like the bed,” Curtis

was greater

three in the morning, the snow gradually became heavier, forming a thick layer on the

head on Curtis’ arm and slept soundly. However, she was

She dreamed about Jefferson.

a look as tender as when they first started dating. The only difference was the glint of hope in