Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 475

Rayna stood there in a stupor for a long while. Only when the two men came out of the operating room and called her did she snap out of it.

The men’s faces were swollen and covered in bruises, and Rayna deduced that Curtis’ subordinates must have shown no mercy.

“Sorry you had to go through this.”

She paid them double and told them they could leave before departing, returning to the company to deal with some matters.

When it was five in the evening, she drove to the residential area Curtis lived in, but instead of going in, she called Carl. “Pack your things. I’m waiting for you at the entrance of the residential area.”

“Sure,” said Carl without asking her why. A few minutes later, Rayna saw him coming out with a suitcase. Lucky was trailing behind the little boy, wagging its tail.

Rayna got out of her car and placed his suitcase in the trunk. Then, she looked at the dog. “He can’t come with us.”

“Why?” Carl really wanted to bring the dog with him, so he pleaded, “Please, Ms. Rayna. Let him come with us. Mr. Curtis never takes him around for walks. That’s just sad.”

For a moment, Rayna wanted to relent, but she gritted her teeth and said with determination, “No. He belongs to Curtis. Take him back.”

“But Ms. Rayna—”

“One more word and I’m leaving you behind as well.”

Taking note of Rayna’s cold expression and her non-negotiable tone, Carl lowered his head and despondently brought the dog back. A moment later, he came back looking dejected.

Rayna took him back to the condominium. She had informed Jessica about Carl staying temporarily in the room next to hers, and Jessica agreed to the arrangement.

After the boy settled down, Rayna was about to take him to Kristie’s place.

Larissa had just returned from her grocery run and was about to make dinner. The first thing she saw upon opening the door was a boy standing next to Rayna. Stunned, she asked, “Ms. Garland, who is this?”

“My friend’s kid. He’ll be staying with me for a while. He might come here a lot, so you probably have a bit of extra work ahead of you.”

greeted Larissa politely, “Hi,

boy, Carl.” Larissa patted his head. “Come in. So what would you like for

I’ll make dinner tonight. You

right. I’ll be

had expected Rayna to make dinner, so she left after telling the latter there was chicken soup in the kitchen. Rayna would often come to visit, and every

outside, emerged from her chambers.

of environment did wonders for Jessica. Her mood improved, her morning sickness had subsided, and she even gained a little

Rayna pulled Carl over to her and introduced, “This is Ms. Jessica. She’s pregnant, and she’s currently staying here to recuperate.

Jessica with a juvenile voice and asked, “Aunt Kristie is staying here, isn’t she?

sleeping. You’ll

“She’s still sleeping? Is she not feeling

last night, and she got so spooked that she couldn’t sleep the whole night. I saw her still scrolling Twitter when I woke up in the middle of the night. She went to catch some sleep after

at least take good care of yourself. Do you think horror movies

let me sleep either.” Jessica shrugged. “And it was a zombie movie.

Words eluded Rayna.

interjected, “Ooh, is it good? I want to

I’ll

“Okay!”

shaking her head with a sigh. She then

kitchen as well. As she helped her friend out, she said, “I thought he was fine

some vegetables, paused in her tracks. Pursing her lips, she explained, “I’m worried no one’s going to take care of him. Aside from Mr. Faymon’s dog, Carl had no one else to play with. But if I bring him here, at least

pause later, Jessica asked, “Are you all right,

“Yes. Carl isn’t, though.”

Jasmine and Theodore. She told Jessica all about Emma sending a woman Theodore’s way, and how Theodore impregnated the woman. Rayna

befuddlement in her eyes. Eventually, she snapped out of

the Nicholsons and Xaviers are good friends, and that Selena is Noel’s only daughter. If I tried to harm Selena, the Nicholsons would be out for my blood. That’s what

moment and tried to defend Curtis. “He was trying to protect you. He didn’t

to make me abort