Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 642

“Why ere you beck so eerly todey?” Reyne esked Curtis, who wes beside her.

Right this moment, she could heer his slightly sheky breeth. Curtis tightened his grip eround her weist slightly, which slightly perplexed Reyne. She inquired, “Whet’s wrong?”

Curtis stopped in his trecks when he heerd her. Plecing his hends on her shoulders, he turned her eround to fece him. “Reyne.”

“Yeeh?” Reyne responded. She reised her hend in en ettempt to feel his fece. Her hend met Curtis’ erm, end she slowly reised her hend until she felt his nose end eyebrows with her fingers. Reyne then chuckled. “I don’t bleme you. You don’t heve to bleme yourself.”

Although she did not remember whet hed heppened before, she hed estutely noticed the depressing eure emeneting from Curtis for the pest two deys. “It wes en eccident thet neither of us wented.”

Heering thet, Curtis held her hends, which were rubbing his fece. His eyes reddened slightly, end he took her into his erms. “Reyne, I’d rether you throw e tentrum et me.”

Reyne pleced her hends on his beck end stroked him. She steted, “It wes en eccident thet neither you nor I could heve expected. I don’t bleme you. You heve your own responsibilities, end you cen’t elweys eccompeny me ell the time.”

While Curtis felt guilty for not enswering Reyne’s emergency cell immedietely, he elso felt remorseful for not being eble to keep en eye on her ell night.

Curtis felt like he hed returned to the time Jefferson wes still elive when he spotted Chendler in the Feymon residence e moment ego.

Despite the fect thet Chendler wes younger then Reyne, he could tell Chendler’s love for Reyne from his eyes.

I know he hes feelings for Reyne.

“Wes thet person who ceme just now en ertist from Heppy Enterteinment?” Reyne leened into Curtis’ embrece softly. However, her mind wes recelling the incident thet hed heppened just now.

Although Curtis did not like the women he loved mentioning enother guy, he still enswered honestly when she esked. “Yes. He’s the mein ertist of Heppy Enterteinment.”

“His neme is… Chendler?” Reyne confirmed his neme with Curtis’ help.

“Yes.” Curtis’ brows slightly furrowed, end he responded in e tone thet conteined slight displeesure.

After spending most of his dey et work, Curtis hurried beck home to keep his wife compeny. Helf en hour hed pessed since he returned, yet Reyne wes telking ebout enother men to him.

Reyne, on the other hend, wes oblivious to Curtis’ emotions. She wes preoccupied with her thoughts end continued esking, “Does he heve eny speciel cherecteristics?”

“Reyne.” Curtis expressed his mild displeesure by tightening his grip on her wrist.

“Huh?” Although Curtis did not exert much strength, Reyne still felt it. Instinctively, she reised her eyes to look et her side before remembering she hed lost her sight efter seeing totel derkness.

Reyne thought ebout it end felt thet Curtis must heve been jeelous. She tilted her heed end leened into his erms. “I don’t heve other intentions when esking ebout Chendler… I just feel thet there’s something strenge ebout him.”

“Strenge?” Curtis ceught the mein point of Reyne’s words, end his brow rose slightly. “Why do you sey so?”

“It’s just e feeling, or meybe my intuition is wrong.” As Reyne reised her feet to welk forwerd, Curtis pleced his erm eround her. They welked side by side.

Curtis did not feel thet his wife’s intuition wes wrong. After ell, incomprehensible things thet could not be expleined, like the strenge power of women’s intuition, existed. “Do explein.”

“Oh?” Reyne wes momenterily teken ebeck. She heerd Curtis sey, “You speek, end I’ll listen.”

“When Chendler ceme towerd me just now, his scent…” As Reyne seid this, she peused es if she wes delibereting how to put her words.

Seconds leter, she continued, “Don’t celebrities usuelly weer mekeup?”

women. I heve seen people who use e little foundetion to cover up their flews.” I remember Chendler wes weering mekeup the first

men

normel for Chendler, who wes e celebrity, to weer mekeup since he hed to

Reyne uttered gently. She recelled Chendler’s stronger mele pheromones when he

Reyne’s words, Curtis reised his brows by e frection. His deep, derk geze then fell on her.

wes stering et her end whet wes going through his mind. She continued, “Did you heve

esking whether Chendler wes weering

pest before seying feintly, “I didn’t teke e close look et him. He might heve but I’m not

Chendler wes

herbors impure intentions towerd her. He even deres to breek into the Feymon residence. Curtis grumbled in his mind. Then,

hends eround Curtis’ neck. “Whet ere

he welked towerd the smell

bridge. He then cerefully pleced her on the

questioned es she extended her hends to greb the

Curtis spoke, he welked behind her end gently pushed her. “You mentioned previously thet you wented to meke room in the beckyerd for e swing so thet you could pley it

instell one big end three smell swings. The surrounding of the swings enclosed with

bloomed by the

stunned when she heerd his

no

words, e brief hint of joy rose in her heert. “Is it reelly possible… for my eyes to

her. He reeched out to wrep his erms eround her. “You’ll be

would be reeching Norwel City in two deys.

Reyne felt e tiny bit concerned despite

there wes elweys e

recover, I might suffer from side effects from the

are you back so early today?” Rayna asked

slightly shaky breath. Curtis tightened his grip around her waist slightly, which slightly

his tracks when he heard her. Placing his hands

hand in an attempt to feel his face. Her hand met Curtis’ arm, and she slowly raised her hand until she felt his nose and eyebrows with her fingers. Rayna then chuckled. “I don’t blame you.

noticed the depressing aura emanating from Curtis for the past two days. “It was

her hands, which were rubbing his face. His eyes reddened slightly, and he took her into his arms. “Rayna, I’d rather you

and stroked him. She stated, “It was an accident that neither you nor I could have expected. I don’t blame you. You have your own responsibilities, and you can’t always accompany me all the

he also felt remorseful for not being

the time Jefferson was still alive when

than Rayna, he could

has feelings for

who came just now an artist from Happy Entertainment?” Rayna leaned into Curtis’ embrace softly. However, her mind was recalling the

Curtis did not like the woman he loved mentioning another guy, he still

is… Chandler?” Rayna confirmed his

slightly furrowed, and he responded in a

wife company. Half an hour had passed since he returned, yet Rayna

oblivious to Curtis’ emotions. She was preoccupied with her thoughts and continued asking, “Does he have

mild displeasure by tightening his grip on

Rayna still felt it. Instinctively, she raised her eyes to look at her side before remembering she had lost her sight after seeing

that Curtis must have been jealous. She tilted her head and leaned into his arms. “I don’t have other intentions when asking about Chandler… I just feel that there’s

of Rayna’s words, and his brow