Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 602

Her body shook uncontrollably as she wailed in pain.

Paying no heed to her protests, Wyatt forcefully pinched her jaw and used a fruit knife to slash the right side of her face, leaving bloody streaks from her eyebrow to her cheek.

With a sinister smile on his face, Wyatt eyed the blood oozing out of the wounds he had left on the girl’s cheeks. The girl shook violently out of abject fear. In an eerily gentle tone, Wyatt uttered, “Do you think you deserve to even look like her? Hmm?”

The rich young man was confounded, and a chill ran from his toes to the top of his head.

He knew that Wyatt and Jessica were an item in the past and that Wyatt was head over heels for the woman. Hence, he looked for a girl of a similar physique and let her undergo plastic surgery to look like Jessica.

He had wanted to present the lookalike to Wyatt to appease the latter, and yet…

The girl was struck with terror and fainted from the agonizing pain.

Wyatt hurled her to the carpet nonchalantly and took a tissue to wipe the blood on his hands. “Take her back and get rid of her together with the plastic surgeon. Get them out of Norwal City.”

The rich young man knew that Wyatt was talking to him and dared not linger even for a second in the private room. He hurriedly dashed over to drag the girl along and scurried out of the room haphazardly.

The people in the private room averted their gazes, and the atmosphere returned to normal as if the incident had never happened.

Wyatt poured himself a glass of wine and casually took a few sips.

Jacob cast him a glance, fraught with mixed feelings. He knew that Wyatt wouldn’t let the rich young man off the hook that easily. Nonetheless, he hadn’t expected Wyatt to go to that extent.

“I’m going out for some fresh air.” Jacob took the cigarette from the table and got up from the chair.

After getting out of the private room, he wanted to order some food at the restaurant. He accidentally bumped into a pregnant lady on his way out.

The pregnant woman’s appearance startled him, and he immediately removed the cigarette he was smoking.

“J-Jessica?” Jacob couldn’t believe his eyes.

slowly approached him and said, “It’s been a while

let him recognize her. His eyes darted to her protruding belly

was dead when they couldn’t find her after she

Someone saved me,” Jessica said without further elaboration. She cocked her head to one side and looked at the private room behind Jacob.

Jacob was still reeling from the shock of seeing her, Jessica had already made her way to the private

his throat awkwardly and asked, “Are you hungry? Why

Jessica to smell the lingering metallic stench of blood in the private room. Besides, since the imposter had just left, he didn’t know what Wyatt would think of the real

be well into her trimester, Jacob thought it wise to

back to take a nap in a private room,” Jessica replied. “Now that

the way. Afraid that Jessica might fall, he asked, “Do

need. I’m not

deal with a matter in a private room

the

Jacob nodded in acknowledgment.

each other, the manager suddenly recalled that the pregnant lady had been asking to meet Wyatt. Why did she leave with Mr.

to the private room to serve his clients. When

signature. Could you get him to

have legs? Why are you asking me to

just lost his temper in the private room. He’s

over the document, slapped the

“Thank you!”

private room that Wyatt was in, the manager knocked before

metallic stench of blood but paid no heed to it. He passed the document to Wyatt after spotting him and

the documents and signed them shortly

ago, when I was on my way to serve a customer.” He didn’t know if he should divulge further and said hesitantly, “He, uh, was leading a pregnant lady to the restaurant. I think they’re going

Was it his friend?” Wyatt asked with a

didn’t seem like it, though,” the manager replied. He cast a sheepish glance at Wyatt and added,

her name or which company

remembered her features and the things she said. “She just mentioned she’s Ms. Marsh,

not paying much attention to the manager. However, at the mention of the name Marsh and the woman’s description, Wyatt’s eyes