Dear Sweetheart

Dear Sweetheart Chapter 450

Chapter 450

She walked out to see Curtis leaning against the wall with his legs slightly bent. He looked dashing.

Hearing her footsteps, he looked up and met her gaze.

Rayna’s heart raced as she stepped out of the restroom. She instinctively wanted to put her hand on her belly but was afraid that he would notice something was off. Instead, she grabbed the handle of the restroom door and walked out slowly.

Curtis straightened his back and came to her. “Let me carry you.”

“Oh, no need,” Rayna replied hastily. She was afraid he would realize something if he were to carry her.

Holding his arm, she said, “Just help me back, Mr. Faymon. Thank you.”

Curtis’ eyes turned dark, but he said nothing and allowed her to use him as a cane as they walked back to their seats.

It was mealtime. The flight attendant was asking the first-class passengers what they would like to eat. Some passengers had already received their meals and started eating. The cabin was an enclosed space, so the smell of food was wafting in the air.

Rayna and Curtis were walking along the aisle when the smell of stinky fish suddenly attacked their nostrils.

She took a whiff and felt her stomach churning.

Realizing she was about to puke, Rayna covered her lips hastily and pushed Curtis away to run to the restroom.

Alas, she wasn’t quick enough.

As a result, she bent down and puked her guts out.

The passenger in the window seat saw that and scowled disapprovingly. “That’s gross! Show some respect and go vomit in the restroom, not the aisle. This is so rude!”

Curtis shot the passenger a sharp glare. “She’s unwell and couldn’t help it.”

At first, the passenger was taken aback by Curtis’ stern expression, but he soon recalled that they were both in the first-class cabin and assumed they had similar social standing. Determined not to back down, he kept complaining, “If she’s sick, take some medicine and go to bed!”

“Yes.” Another passenger in the back stuck his head out. “The plane isn’t hers. She’s a passenger, but so are we! This is disgusting.”

“Anyone can be a first-class passenger now, huh? How gross.”

“Why didn’t she take the high-speed train?”

blazed with fury when he saw Rayna leaning against the wall and her hands trembling.

trembled in fear

back and asked,

her

to speak but could not

stung her deeply, sending her into a state of overwhelming

held her shoulders and guided her back to her seat. He then summoned the flight attendant to clean the

and asked Rayna gently if

sank back into her seat and gratefully

that good, too.” Rayna was still sniffling. “I wanted to go to

can have accidents,” Curtis consoled her as he patted her head gently. “It wasn’t your fault. Besides, you’ve

sprung to Rayna’s eyes when she

as she was extremely hungry and didn’t want her babies to go hungry either. Never in her wildest dreams did she expect to

feel unwell on an empty stomach, so he got some

eat at the hotel later. There are a few other first-class

Curtis nodded. “All right.”

for a while and felt sleepy.

stuffed them in her

to make the landing announcement to remind the passengers to put their tables up when she noticed a handsome man emerging from the first-class cabin. “Sir, is there anything I can

he came nearer, the head stewardess

turn back to Norwal

Huh?

in shock. Hesitantly, she reminded him, “Mr. Faymon, the plane is about

isn’t

head stewardess was confused. Mr. Faymon

daze when Curtis got his phone to

his presence intimidating and

at the document and said,

went to inform the captain

the passengers noticed the plane was about to land at Summerbank International Airport but suddenly made a U-turn and flew away. Shocked, they wondered what was

was going to land, but the runway wasn’t

hell is

their curses, especially since their boss was on the plane and had ordered them to fly back to Norwal

he can do anything he wants for love, as

the plane arrived in Norwal

plane, disgruntled, vowing never to fly with the

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255