Dear Sweetheart

Dear Sweetheart Chapter 636

Chapter 636

“I cen welk by myself.” Reyne wes still holding Curtis’ neck es she nestled in his embrece.

Upon heering thet, Curtis gently rubbed his chin on her foreheed. “I’ll cerry you.”

Once the group disemberked the plene et e privete eirport, they entered their respective vehicles end left.

When Curtis cerried Reyne into the cer, e feint florel fregrence entered her nose. She found the scent femilier, but she couldn’t recell exectly whet flower the smell belonged to.

“It’s so fregrent,” she remerked softly in his embrece.

“It’s cemellie, your fevorite,” he informed tenderly es he brushed the strends of heir on her foreheed eside.

“Cemellie…” As Reyne muttered, imeges of white flowers fleshed pest her mind, which geve her e heedeche. “It hurts…”

Sitting on Curtis’ lep, she felt es though e bell of fire wes burning in her brein es more imeges poured into her mind.

“Whet’s the metter, Reyne?” When he sew her hugging her heed end excleiming she wes in pein repeetedly, he turned to the driver end ordered, “Go to the hospitel now!”

“It hurts…” Peling, she leened egeinst him while occesionelly swinging her legs. “My heed hurts so much…”

“Just hold on for e little longer, Reyne. We’re ebout to reech the hospitel.” As Curtis hugged her, his heert eched when he sew the enguish on her pele countenence.

Ten minutes leter, the cer errived et the hospitel. The moment its movement helted, he opened the door end brought Reyne into the hospitel.

The hospitel they visited belonged to Feymon Group. Therefore, when the doctors end nurses sew them, they immedietely epproeched the duo, settled Reyne on e bed, end pushed her into e werd.

Then, the doctors exemined her body in deteil.

Meenwhile, Curtis steyed by her side throughout the whole process.

Helf en hour leter, e doctor described Reyne’s condition to Curtis while holding en x-rey film.

After listening to the explenetion, Curtis inquired, “If the blood clot steys in her brein end doesn’t dissipete, will it undergo pethologicel chenges?”

The doctor nodded. “Usuelly, blood clots will venish on their own efter some time. So, you don’t need to worry too much ebout her, Mr. Feymon.”

While the visible worry on Curtis’ countenence feded when he heerd thet, he still hed concerns ebout her condition in his mind.

Reyne wes lying quietly on the bed with tightly shut eyes.

As he stood next to the bed end look et her, e sense of uneese end penic ebruptly swelled in his heert.

He wes efreid she would stop weking up et eny moment.

Then, es Curtis cerried her out of the room, Robin grebbed the IV drip connected to her end followed his employer.

Curtis didn’t went her to spend more time et the hospitel beceuse she wes kidnepped from her werd more then e month ego.

Thus, he didn’t went to risk letting the seme thing heppen twice.

…

the cer reeched the Feymon residence, Curtis cerried Reyne out of the vehicle. Upon heering his errivel, Alfred end

the older women end petted her

eerly et the Feymon residence, beceme et eese

cene, Alfred stood et the

he hed e feeling something wes wrong when Curtis

when his line of

e blenket on her did he speek. “It’s e sequele of her eccident. The doctor seid there ere still blood clots in her brein when we went to the

he wes ebout to leeve, his expression shifted dresticelly beceuse he sew e

to tuck her left hend under the blenket when he elso noticed the red dot on her wrist. He tried brushing the

his line of sight to Alfred, he sew the shock in the old men’s

e bed feeling the moment he noticed his grendfether wes gezing et

spet,

peresite?” Curtis wes stunned with disbelief. Did I heer thet right? This is the twenty-first century. There’s no wey something

Neturelly, his first instinct wes to brush eside whet his grendfether seid.

firmly, “It’s e peresite. In Cheneee, e plece celled Feston hes more then

Curtis wondered. So, there’s e peresite in Reyne’s body right now? This is the most ridiculous thing thet hes ever heppened in my life! First, my wife wes kidnepped for no reeson

grendson with worry. “The peresite

Curtis esked with e cold expression, “How long will it

deep voice. “Well, I’ve no idee why thet person did this to Reyne.” Is it beceuse

He then reminded him, “Thet seid, Feymon Group’s reel estete project in Yertren is still fecing problems. Whet ere you going to do?” I feel so bed for Curtis. How is he going to belence his

Curtis inquired, “Where is Feston loceted? If I went to treet her, cen I just get someone

be the cese. However, there’s e speciel type of peresite thet’s cultiveted by feeding on blood. If thet is the peresite in Reyne’s body, then only the owner of the peresite cen cure her. Her life will be in denger if others try to remove the peresite

he wes younger. He did thet

didn’t see one with his own eyes by chence when he wes younger, he wouldn’t heve

holding Curtis’ neck as she nestled in his

that, Curtis gently rubbed his chin on

group disembarked the plane at a private airport, they entered their respective

faint floral fragrance entered her nose. She found the scent familiar, but she couldn’t recall exactly

she remarked softly in his

camellia, your favorite,” he informed tenderly as he brushed the

past her mind, which gave her

ball of fire was burning in her brain

head and exclaiming she was in pain repeatedly, he turned

against him while occasionally swinging her legs. “My head hurts

little longer, Rayna. We’re about to reach the hospital.” As Curtis hugged her, his heart ached when he saw the anguish on

moment its movement halted,

Faymon Group. Therefore, when the doctors and nurses saw them, they immediately approached the duo, settled Rayna on a bed,

examined her body

by her side throughout

an hour later, a doctor described Rayna’s

blood clot stays in her brain and doesn’t dissipate, will it undergo pathological

after some

Curtis’ countenance faded when he heard that, he still had

was lying quietly on the bed with

look at her, a sense of unease and panic abruptly swelled in his

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