Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 492

Kristie hummed in agreement. “Rayna, you have me by your side.”

The two of them then left the hospital.

Right as they departed from the building, two women emerged from behind the lobby’s pillars.

One of the women wore heavy makeup, but still, with a closer look, one could see the crisscrossed scars. Moreover, she was in a black wheelchair—evidently, she had mobility issues.

“It looks like Rayna’s on pretty good terms with Jessica.” Stella, who was watching Rayna leave, chuckled. “She’s been crying on her way down here. Her eyes are swollen.”

Gianna scoffed. “There’s no such thing as true friendship. Everyone’s only after whatever could benefit them.”

Stella then leaned down and placed a hand on Gianna’s shoulder. “Ms. Gianna, you’re ruthless. You should have been merciless back then. Why would you torment the old couple?”

“Jessica’s no fool; she won’t believe anything only after hearing a word or two,” Gianna said with a sneer. “She’ll only believe that Wyatt has killed her family if she hears it from her good friend.”

At that, Gianna gripped her thighs hard.

However, she had already lost the sense of her legs, and she had even lost her calves. She would not be able to feel any pain there.

Back then, Wyatt had chopped off one of her hands and thrown it in the dump site. Then, it was both her legs.

The nightmares that plagued her would never leave her.

With hatred burning bright in her eyes, Gianna snarled, “The only thing I regret is not being able to catch Jessica. Otherwise, I would’ve made her experience the humiliation I had to go through before throwing her at Wyatt’s feet.”

“That will be enough,” Stella said. “Wyatt’s not an easy man to deal with. Doing too much will expose us, and if he tracks us down, we’ll be doomed.”

Gianna then asked, “Why are you helping me? What do you want from me?”

Stella curled her lips as a dark look appeared in her eyes. “That’s because I pity you, Ms. Gianna, for losing your legs. I’d like to help you. You don’t need to thank me, however. I just don’t like the sight of Rayna.”

“Then why aren’t you going up against her?”

“How boring will that be?” Stella put on her sunglasses and started pushing Gianna out of the hospital. “I simply enjoy the lonely look she has on her face as her friends and family leave her. I despise her, honestly. How can she have such good luck? She met a good teacher, and she climbed up the social ladder despite being a translator, and she even has such a good friend.”

would not be able to return in time. That was why she decided to strike at Rayna now. As long as Rayna was on trial, she was bound

everything—she had ensured that no one in the country would be able to

thing she never expected was for Jessica to negotiate with Vivi and succeed

ruined her

to target

“No ordinary person can have good

disposes,” Gianna said. “One’s good luck

one’s good

coming to

Stella brought Gianna up into the car before telling her that they would be cutting contact. Then, she ambled down

mind, as well as the handsome amount shown in Faymon Group’s majestic annual report. Ambition lit up

I’ll be stepping on a pedestal made of gold. I can have any

Stella’s phone

ID

“Hello?”

end

Do you want me to pick you up?” Stella asked, her

out, Gabriel

meant that Curtis was

brought Kristie to Lopez Group to look

gone overseas for a business trip and that he did not know when

at him did the assistant finally confess that Wyatt was still

Kristie then went to Zenisan Villa to look for him,

from one place to another was making Rayna sweat buckets. She carelessly pushed away the strands of hair

all the strings she could to find out Wyatt’s

answered me yet.” Kristie passed a piece of tissue to Rayna and reassured her, “Jessica should

head. “I’m not

about her not being hungry. All she

babies are hungry even if you’re not. I know you’re worried about Jessica, but you can’t

biscuits with difficulty before taking a few sips of the mineral

her phone. “They found it! Wyatt has

Rayna instantly drove there.

tight security, but luckily, it was one of Faymon Group’s properties. Kristie contacted someone

locating the correct house,