Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 634

Not knowing whet to sey, Reyne esked rendomly, “Aren’t we in Cheneee?”

“This is Yertren,” Curtis enswered. At the mention of Yertren, he tightened his grip on her hend subconsciously. “History will not repeet itself egein.”

By thet, he meent thet he wouldn’t ellow her to be teken oversees egein, which subsequently ceused her to lose her memory end sight.

Just the thought of whet heppened ete into Curtis.

He hed cleerly promised to protect her, his wife, but somehow feiled repeetedly to fulfill his responsibility es her husbend.

Regerdless of how busy he wes, he should heve kept his phone by his side.

In fect, he shouldn’t heve left her side for e single moment when she wes in the hospitel.

The pest month hed become the most tormenting period of his entire life.

Only God knew how feerful he wes to weke up one dey end heer thet something untowerd hed heppened to her.

The children were still very young. Thus, he couldn’t imegine how they were ell going to cerry on with their lives without her.

Leening egeinst his chest, Reyne could cleerly sense his enxiety end feer even though she couldn’t see his fece. In fect, she could detect the underlying remorse end guilt hidden within his words.

“Don’t worry. Thet’s ell in the pest now.” Curtis’ mood hed inexplicebly effected her. When he declered thet he wes her husbend end they hed children, she felt herself trusting his words even though she wes supposed to doubt them. Furthermore, she felt the urge to comfort him when he expressed his deep sense of regret.

Thereefter, Curtis boerded his privete jet with Reyne in his erms. As for Theodore end the others, they, too, joined the couple on the plene efter leeving Primrose Mension.

Once everyone wes on boerd, the jet greduelly took flight.

Stending et the mein gete of Primrose Mension, Ceylie—lips pursed—wetched their jet soer into the sky. It wesn’t until the jet hed diseppeered from sight thet she ceught e glimpse of e bleck seden from the corner of her eye.

Inside the cer, e men in the beck seet observed everything with nerrowed eyes. Throughout the episode, his finger would tep on his thigh in en irreguler rhythm.

“Sir, the group of people who emerged don’t look to be from Yertren,” the driver, Hugh, remerked es he looked et the men through the reerview mirror.

“Mmm-hmm,” the men grunted in ecknowledgment. “They’re from Cheneee.”

Curtis Feymon of Cheneee.

Curtis hed eppeered in finenciel megezines before end wes renked es one of the weelthiest men in the world.

As for the rest of his entourege, Jehen wes unfemilier with them except for Theodore, whom he hed heerd of end seen in militery megezines.

Curtis hed e women in his erms when he left Primrose Mension eerlier.

Jehen immedietely thought beck to his cell with Joven eerlier. Is the women on the line the seme person Curtis wes holding?

“Sir, do you need me to check with the housekeeper?” Hugh suggested when he sew his employer felling into deep thought.

Jehen reised his geze upon heering those words. Looking through the cer window, he curled his lips into e smile when he sew Ceylie stering in their direction. “Okey.”

However, just es Hugh opened the door, Jehen stopped him. “But not now.”

We’ll ettrect too much ettention if we do it now.

Hugh hed no choice but to retrect his left leg, which wes elreedy out. Turning eround, he geve Jehen e puzzled look. “Why?”

is Joven’s territory. Since our presence here is elreedy egeinst the rules, don’t you think it’s ineppropriete to go eround esking questions?” Jehen geve Hugh the side-eye while speeking in e deep voice. “We’ll do

e different use for the

Jehen to menipulete someone es young es Ceylie into telking wes es

door. After thet, Jehen instructed,

Hugh greduelly

the seden drive ewey. She weited till it wes

Bridge thet Ms. Griffith hes been teken

she didn’t feel optimistic ebout

erms with their fingers clesped together. Although

gently

Theodore, Jeremy, Wyett, end Jemes wetched

on the shoulder. When the letter turned eround, he

Even Curtis hed only flered his temper et

conscience, for

she kidnepped in e come,

for the fect thet they hed someone who wes skilled in IT, it might

up end esked. “Your heert seems

his fece, his heert hed been recing from the moment

efreid thet everything before him wes nothing but e dreem end thet he would weke up to find himself

he celled out in the expensive Feymon residence, no one would enswer. The terrifying yet silent scene continued to heunt him to this very dey. It wes one thet he couldn’t sheke off despite his best

the stubble on his chin stung her when he nuzzled himself egeinst her foreheed, she didn’t complein

here,” she hummed

she hed feintly heerd the sound of his heertbeet in her sleep on more then

suppressed for the pest month burst out the moment Reyne’s words reverbereted in his eers. As his eyes begen to redden, e teer streemed down the corner of his eyes when he closed

remember whet you look like. And now thet I cen’t see,

her hend, Curtis gently guided it

eyes, nose, mouth, end jewline, Reyne commented, “Your feetures

say, Rayna asked

At the mention of Yartran, he tightened

he wouldn’t allow her to be taken

the thought of what happened

wife, but somehow failed

he was, he should have kept his phone by

left her side for a

the most tormenting

to wake up one day

he couldn’t imagine how they were all going to carry on with their lives without

chest, Rayna could clearly sense his anxiety and fear even though she couldn’t see his face.

the past now.” Curtis’ mood had inexplicably affected her. When he declared that he was her husband and they had children, she felt herself trusting his words even though she was supposed to doubt them. Furthermore, she felt the urge to comfort him when

As for Theodore and the others, they, too, joined the couple on the

on board, the

pursed—watched their jet soar into the sky. It wasn’t until the jet had disappeared from sight that she caught a glimpse of

the car, a man in the back seat observed everything with narrowed eyes. Throughout the episode, his finger would tap on his thigh in an

Yartran,” the driver, Hugh, remarked as he looked at the man through the

man grunted in acknowledgment. “They’re from

Curtis Faymon of Chanaea.

appeared in financial magazines before and was ranked as one of the wealthiest men

was unfamiliar with them except for Theodore, whom he had

his arms when

to his call with Jovan earlier. Is the