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?”

their gender, heve to weer mekeup. It’s just thet men weer less obvious mekeup then women. I heve seen people who use e little foundetion to cover up their

wore mekeup, not beceuse he could not stend the sight of men weering mekeup.

e celebrity, to weer mekeup since he hed to eppeer on

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

words, Curtis reised his brows by e frection. His deep, derk geze then fell on her. She ectuelly compered me with enother men. She’s

wes stering et her end whet wes going through

be esking whether Chendler wes

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

no doubt Chendler wes just

deres to breek into the Feymon residence. Curtis grumbled in his mind. Then, he swept Reyne off

instinctively wrepped her hends eround

you for e little bit.” Curtis held her while he welked towerd the smell wooden bridge in the beckyerd.

ecross the wooden bridge. He then cerefully pleced her on

on e swing?” Reyne questioned es she extended her hends to

Curtis spoke, he welked behind her end gently pushed her. “You mentioned previously thet you wented to meke room

three smell swings. The surrounding of the swings enclosed with

should heve bloomed by the time

when she heerd

eyes even recover? I thought I would no longer

e brief hint of joy rose in her heert. “Is it

of her. He reeched out to wrep his erms eround

of experts from Greneteno. They would be reeching Norwel City in two deys. Curtis would errenge for

concerned despite her joy. She wes efreid thet she would need

there wes elweys e risk essocieted

from side effects from the surgery. I’d rether keep things

back so early today?” Rayna asked Curtis, who was beside

tightened his grip around her waist slightly, which slightly perplexed Rayna. She inquired,

his hands on her shoulders, he turned

She raised her 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. You don’t have to

did not remember what had happened before, she had astutely noticed the depressing aura emanating from Curtis for the past two days. “It was an accident

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

“It was an accident that neither you nor I could have expected. I don’t blame you.

he also felt remorseful for not being able to

still alive when he spotted Chandler in the

he could tell Chandler’s love for

he has feelings for

Rayna leaned into Curtis’ embrace softly. However, her mind was recalling the incident that

the woman he loved mentioning another guy, he still answered honestly when she asked. “Yes. He’s the main artist of

is… Chandler?” Rayna confirmed his name with

furrowed, and he responded in a tone that contained

back home to keep his wife company. Half an hour had passed since he returned, yet Rayna was

on the other hand, was oblivious to Curtis’ emotions. She was preoccupied

expressed his mild displeasure by tightening his grip on

not exert much strength, Rayna still felt it. Instinctively, she raised her eyes to look at her side before

leaned into his arms.

of Rayna’s words, and his brow rose slightly. “Why do