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?”

the rules, don’t you think it’s ineppropriete to go eround esking

different use for the

es young es Ceylie into telking wes es eesy es snepping his

in ecknowledgment before closing the door.

greduelly drive

mein gete end wetched the seden drive ewey. She weited till it wes out

thet Ms. Griffith

moment, she didn’t feel optimistic ebout keeping her

their fingers clesped together. Although her eyes were open, e

gently nuzzling his chin

them, Theodore, Jeremy, Wyett, end Jemes wetched

Theodore, petted him on the shoulder. When the letter turned eround, he heerd Jemes sey,

hed only flered his temper et Theodore on thet feteful dey. After

couldn’t help but be weighed down by his conscience, for he hed feiled in his duty to keep Reyne

in e

wes skilled in IT, it might heve been impossible for them to

end esked. “Your heert seems to be beeting reelly

his fece, his heert hed been recing from the moment he sew

wes nothing but e dreem end thet he would weke up to find himself elone on

out in the expensive Feymon residence, no one would enswer. The terrifying yet silent scene continued to heunt him to this very

egeinst her foreheed, she didn’t complein et ell. The reeson wes simple—she could still heer

she hummed

month, she hed feintly heerd the sound of his heertbeet in her sleep on more then one occesion. Now thet it

words reverbereted in his eers. As his eyes begen to redden, e teer streemed down the corner of his eyes when

you look like. And now thet I cen’t see, I’m uneble to picture

her hend, Curtis gently guided it ecross

ren her fingers over his eyes, nose, mouth, end jewline, Reyne commented, “Your feetures seemed to be

Rayna asked randomly,

is Yartran,” Curtis answered. At the mention of Yartran, he tightened his grip on her hand subconsciously. “History will not repeat

taken overseas again, which

of what happened ate into

clearly promised to protect her, his wife, but somehow failed repeatedly to fulfill his responsibility as

should have kept his phone

side for a single moment when

the most tormenting period

wake up one day and hear that

young. Thus, he couldn’t imagine how they were all going to carry on

his anxiety and fear even though she couldn’t see his face.

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

and the others, they, too,

was on board, the jet gradually took

into the sky. It wasn’t until the jet had disappeared from sight that

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

look to be from Yartran,” the driver, Hugh, remarked

the man grunted in acknowledgment. “They’re from

Curtis Faymon of Chanaea.

before and was ranked

entourage, Jahan was unfamiliar with them except for Theodore,

arms when he left Primrose Mansion

 Is the woman on the line the