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?”

fury when he saw Rayna leaning against the wall and her hands trembling. His gaze shifted from her to

men trembled in fear

patted Rayna’s back and asked, “Do

her head.

could not find the right

stung her deeply, sending her into a state of overwhelming sorrow. Her shoulders trembled as tears streamed down

shoulders and guided her back to her seat. He then summoned

flight attendant nodded and asked Rayna gently if

into her seat and gratefully accepted the hot water from

my fault for eating too much. The air circulation in the enclosed cabin isn’t that good, too.” Rayna was still sniffling. “I wanted to

consoled her as he patted her head gently. “It

Rayna’s eyes when she saw

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

unwell on an empty stomach, so he got some pasta

eat at the hotel later. There are a few other first-class passengers on board. I’d rather not have them

Curtis nodded. “All right.”

while and felt

pulled out the earplugs and stuffed them in her ears

tables up when she noticed a handsome man emerging from the first-class cabin. “Sir, is there anything I can

nearer, the head stewardess

captain to turn

Huh?

she reminded him, “Mr. Faymon, the plane is about to land

isn’t feeling

stewardess was confused. Mr. Faymon had a

when Curtis got his phone to show her something. “Fly the

stood there, his presence

and said,

to inform

but suddenly made a U-turn and flew away. Shocked, they wondered what was going on when an

disapproval. “The plane was going to land,

hell

ordered them to fly back to Norwal City in order to tend to his ex-fiancée who wasn’t feeling well. They

can do anything he wants for love, as

the plane arrived in

plane, disgruntled, vowing never

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