Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 619

Chandler put the document away, a glint of a threat flashing across his brown eyes. “No one will know about this matter as long as we both keep silent.”

Nora retracted her hands and placed them on her knees. “But I can’t shake off the feeling that Mr. Wingate seems to know everything,” she remarked, her brows knitting together imperceptibly.

“He knows? Even so, he needs evidence, no?” Chandler dismissed her warning. Subsequently, he ordered, “Show me the schedule again.”

Nora picked up the tablet at the side and handed it to him, casually sweeping her gaze over the army-green backpack behind him. “You can rest for a day today. Tomorrow, we’ll be going to Hawen to shoot the advertisement for YJ’s custom-made suits.”

“Got it.” Chandler scrolled through the tablet, taking a rough look at his upcoming schedule before confirming, “I’ve still got another day off this month besides today.”

Beside him, Nora nodded. “Yeah. You can rest on the last day of the month.”

At that, he turned off the tablet and returned it to her. Then, he took out his phone and reclined in his seat, going through short online clips and Twitter with boredom.

When Rayna woke up the next day, she did not see Curtis on the bed. She brushed her hand against the sheets and found them still warm. After sitting up by the head of the bed, she glanced at the crib beside the bed. Unsurprisingly, Xareni was not in the crib either.

Right then, Curtis was sitting at his desk in the study, handling his work emails. He only wore loose satin pajamas and had a baby in his arms.

Xareni was restless in his arms, occasionally grabbing his collar and toying with it. That aside, she even seized the belt of his pajamas and placed it in her mouth.

At that, Curtis took his belt out of her mouth, swiftly removed it from his pajamas, and tossed it onto the couch at the side.

Xareni was sitting on his lap at that moment. Since she no longer had a belt to play with, she started attempting to stand on his lap. Alas, she could not do so due to the weak bones and muscles in her waist and legs. Thus, she turned around and clutched at his collar. Half-leaning against him, she began climbing to her feet.

the lack of a belt to keep them in place, most

turned off the laptop and stared down at the baby in

you continue yanking at my clothes, Xareni, you’ll strangle me to death.” While saying that, he attempted to pry her hands off. To his surprise, her strength was impressive despite

to stand on his lap, Xareni grabbed at his face indiscriminately with both hands. Curtis

Rayna when she reached the doorway to the study. The man attempted to dodge the child’s frantic grabs but to no avail. At the same time, his clothes had

Rayna stepped into the study and spread her arms at

but made no move to reach out to her. Instead, she looked up at Curtis before her, then lifted

them, she started wriggling excitedly in his embrace. Then, she exerted force with both hands and ended up

cautiously peeked at her husband. As

Xareni, but the latter refused to cooperate. After discarding the glasses in her hand, Xareni clutched at Curtis’ collar,

With three children at home, once any one of them started

hastily withdrew her hand before casting a helpless look at Curtis, only to see that Xareni had stuck her finger up his nose. Amused, she failed to stifle

the sight of his bare chest, Rayna picked up the belt from the couch, walked to his back, and tied it

him, she went on tiptoes, asking him

doting smile. Granting her wish, he leaned down and gave her

arms, Xareni watched her parents’ actions blankly before cradling Curtis’ cheek and planting a kiss on it

serious in doing so, even leaving a huge patch of saliva

hand over her mouth. However, the

daughter an approving look, inwardly flashing Xareni

as she thought Curtis would thrust Xareni into her arms, the man uttered, “Wipe my cheek for me,

“I’ve noticed that all the kids seem more clingy with you,” she remarked as she wiped

Xareni with one hand and freed his other hand to hug her. “They’re still young. When they grow older, they’ll only be calling out for you