Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 389

Wyatt then grabbed Jessica by her hair and forced her to come closer to him. “Who knows where that guy is doing hard labor at now? You’ll never see him again, so stop dreaming about him!”

At the peak of her fury, Jessica trembled and slapped him.

“F*ck! Did you just hit me?” Wyatt’s expression darkened, and he lifted his hand to give her a slap in return. Yet, when she lifted her head to look at him, he saw how thin and pale her small face had become.

His heart ached. A few seconds later, he roughly threw her aside and snarled, “You’re not going to eat, huh? I’ll get the housekeeper to pry open your mouth and feed you by force later!”

With that said, he stalked away.

Jessica remained rooted in her spot for a while before walking over to pick up the torn painting. Slowly, she pieced it back together.

She stared at the painting. A man with a blurry face lay on a couch, hugging sunflowers. She had long since pained his features in her memory, but now, it was starting to melt away.

If he did not believe her, why should she explain anything to him?

Meanwhile, Wyatt was still fuming. In the end, he only ate a few bites before heading upstairs to his study to deal with work.

Nevertheless, not long after he started working, he began mulling over how Jessica had been brushing her fingers over the painting earlier as if it was a priceless treasure and how she had slapped him.

“Godd*mn it!” The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he slammed the pen onto the table.

I shouldn’t have let that male housekeeper off so easily! I should have chopped his hands and feet off and let Jessica take a good look at him. That way, she’ll never think of going for another man!

“Sir,” a housekeeper knocked on the door. She then fearfully said, “We’ve fed Ms. Marsh. Is there anything you want us to do?”

Wyatt snapped, “No! Now scram!”

He then swept all of the documents on the table to the ground, and he even threw the computer to the floor. Even after his angry outburst, he was still heaving and grinding his teeth.

After sitting in his chair for ten whole minutes, he abruptly got to his feet and left the study.

Just as he entered Gianna’s room, he saw her coming out of the bathroom in a bathrobe. Instantly, he walked over to her and dragged her all the way to the third floor.

the door to Jessica’s room open. When he saw her still drawing by the window, his gaze darkened, and he pulled Gianna into

head, he then asked her in a

cold hands touched

the stairs to Jessica’s room, and talking to her in such a gentle manner—was to put on

and leaned into his arms. “But

raised his volume. “You’re my babe. You can stay anywhere

his chest. “Don’t be like this, Mr. Lopez.

chuckling. “You smell great,

Gianna nuzzled her face against his

realized that Jessica was still drawing as if she could not see him flirting

he threw Gianna onto the bed and pinned her

she soon circled her arms

them exchanged passionate kisses and words that

let’s do this

it here? Is this place

Marsh is still

She can watch us if that’s

mean!” Gianna

to ignore them, but when those words traveled into her ears, her arms began to shake, and she could not even hold

man and woman, a wave of nausea rose up

down her

earlier, her fingers were wet. Regardless of how much force she used, she

and grabbed her arm. “Where the f*ck

his hand away. Then, she hurriedly tried to open the door

on. As she swung her hand toward him, she screeched, “You’re dirty! You’re disgusting! Don’t touch

scent of perfume she could smell on him was the same as the one she caught a whiff of in

a doubt, it was Gianna’s

sudden, Jessica’s stomach churned. She quickly supported herself against the wall and vomited. Before she could put a distance between herself and Wyatt, her eyes

Wyatt darted over to

the bed, he narrowed his eyes and roared, “Who said you can

of her wits by his roar,