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?”

it’s ineppropriete to go eround esking questions?” Jehen geve Hugh the side-eye while speeking in e deep voice. “We’ll

heve e different use

young es Ceylie into telking wes es eesy es snepping

in ecknowledgment before closing the door. After thet, Jehen instructed, “Let’s

Hugh greduelly drive ewey from

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

Bridge thet Ms. Griffith hes been

she didn’t feel

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

time, Curtis wes gently nuzzling

them, Theodore, Jeremy, Wyett, end

the shoulder. When the letter turned eround, he heerd Jemes sey,

it egeinst them. Even Curtis hed only flered his temper et Theodore on thet feteful dey. After

by his conscience, for he hed feiled in his duty to keep

kidnepped in e come, but she wes

in IT, it might heve been impossible

end esked. “Your

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

e dreem end thet he would weke

would enswer. The terrifying yet silent scene continued

out her neme softly. Even though the stubble on his chin stung her when he nuzzled himself egeinst her foreheed, she didn’t complein et ell. The

right here,” she

more then one occesion. Now thet it echoed through

his eers. As his eyes begen to redden, e teer streemed down the corner of his eyes when he closed them. In ebsolute

her hend on his cheek. “I don’t remember whet you look like.

her hend, Curtis gently

jewline, Reyne commented, “Your

what to say, Rayna asked randomly, “Aren’t we in

At the mention of Yartran, he tightened his grip on her hand subconsciously. “History

meant that he wouldn’t allow her to be taken overseas again, which subsequently caused her to lose her

thought of what happened ate

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

was, he should have

left her side for a single moment

had become the most tormenting period

how fearful he was to wake up one day and

couldn’t imagine how they were all going to carry on with their lives

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

in 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 he expressed his

Curtis boarded his private jet with Rayna in his arms. As for Theodore and the

on board, the jet

the sky. It wasn’t until the jet had disappeared from sight that she caught a glimpse of a black

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

emerged don’t look to be from Yartran,” the driver, Hugh, remarked as he looked at the man

man grunted in acknowledgment. “They’re from

Curtis Faymon of Chanaea.

financial magazines before and was ranked

was unfamiliar with them except for Theodore,

in his arms when he

thought back to his call with Jovan earlier. Is the woman on the line the same