Dear Sweetheart novel

Dear Sweetheart Chapter 90 My Previous Boyfriend Is Loaded
Since the room was small, the two were almost pressed against each other. Moreover, they were so close that they could feel their rapid breaths mingling.
At that moment, Rayna was still stunned, her heart beating wildly. Next to her, Curtis had already turned on the shower to make it seem like this room was occupied. The water from the fixed showerhead poured unbidden onto Rayna’s head, drenching her completely.
Rayna was rendered speechless by that.
Wiping the water from her eyes, Rayna glared at Curtis and said in a low voice, “Why do you have to turn on the shower? And why aren’t you outside, Mr. Faymon? Don’t you know people will misunderstand if they see you like this?”
She was so wet as if she had gotten another bath, and her bathrobe was heavily laden with water. Worst of all, she could hardly keep her robe tied up.
“Well, people will see us like this if I don’t turn on the shower,” Curtis explained. Although he was grabbing her arm, he managed to maintain a respectful distance between her in that small space. He left a small gap between their bodies, so they were not tightly pressing against each other.
Honestly, the first thing he saw when he entered was her. What would happen if I wasn’t the one who entered? Doesn’t this woman know how to protect herself?
Time passed by in awkward silence.
Suddenly, they heard the pitter-patter of footsteps outside, and a tiny hand slipped in. It grabbed the curtain and tried to pull it open.
Curtis’ expression changed, and Rayna’s heart leaped to her throat.
Immediately, Rayna grabbed the girl’s hand before she could open the curtains. Then, she stuck her head out and saw a girl from the village, about five to six years old, standing outside.
Rayna forced a smile and said, “What’s wrong?”
“It’s Rayna!” the little girl exclaimed happily after she saw Rayna. Blinking her large doe eyes, she said, “I can’t find Bubbles, so I’m looking for it here.”
“Bubbles? What’s that?” Rayna asked patiently since she was fond of the little girl.
“That thing that will make bubbles when you put it on your body,” the girl said as she raised her head and looked around.

At once, Rayna knew she was talking about the shower gel, so she quickly took the bottle from the shelves and handed it to the little girl.
“Thank you, Rayna,” said the little girl as she hugged the bottle. However, she didn’t leave and asked curiously, “Why do you need to pull the curtains? We don’t use them here.”
“I don’t want the water to splash and wet the tiles, causing people to slip and fall. So, you must close the curtains when you shower, all right?” Rayna said.
“Okay,” the girl nodded cluelessly before curling her lips upward in a big smile. “Thank you, Rayna. I’ll be going now. Bye-bye.”
Without delay, the girl left with the bottle in her arms, and Rayna sighed a breath of relief.
The two did not say anything and listened to the joyful laughter and cries of the girls outside.
Not long after, the girls finished bathing. So, Rayna sneaked out and surveyed the area before informing Curtis to get out of there.
“That was my mistake, Ms. Garland.” Curtis lightly coughed. “And thank you for your help.”
Rayna’s face reddened in embarrassment. Awkwardly, she said, “Next time, look carefully before you enter. If you accidentally enter the women’s shower again, people might think you’re a pervert.”
Curtis nodded solemnly.
After breakfast, Rayna and the factory manager got to work and arranged a place for the villagers to stay.
Murat was quite pleased with the place they had given him. Moreover, his anger dissipated when he heard that he could work and be paid a monthly salary. He even smiled when he talked to Rayna.
Curtis seemed to be very busy as he left with his assistant.
Meanwhile, Rayna taught the children in the temporary classroom. She taught them how to write in the mornings and brought them out to chat with the locals in the afternoons. Ultimately, she wanted the children to practice their speaking skills. Occasionally, she would also teach the locals how to write their names in Tyrandasian.
In just one week, the children’s learning progress increased tremendously since they could now converse fluently with the locals. In addition, Curtis arranged for two additional teachers, especially for the children’s care at the school.
In the blink of an eye, it was time for them to return to the country.
As the children were still in school, only the villagers saw Rayna and the rest off.
Murat was beyond grateful for their help. Holding Rayna’s hand, he said, “I can’t thank you enough. You have given us new life. If you need any help, please let me know. I’ll do my best.”
“You don’t have to thank me, but thank my employer instead.” Rayna pointed at Curtis, who was standing next to her. “My employer made all these happen, and I’m only carrying out his orders. Stay here with Ms. Aisha and the rest. When the doctor is free, you must remember to take the children to the hospital for a check-up. But don’t worry, as my employer will pay the medical fees.”
Murat nodded in understanding.
Then, turning to Curtis, Murat also held his hands tightly with an expression of gratitude. Curtis did not mind it as he merely smiled. Afterward, Curtis got in the car with Rayna and went to the airport.
On the journey, Rayna looked out the window as the trees whizzed past. She could not believe she had already stayed in Tyrandas for half a month. It would take months for her to process what had happened.
As she recalled the village, a regretful expression appeared on her face. “Too bad only six plants were saved.”
“Six is enough,” Curtis said. He was not worried at all. “Faymon Group’s research team will find the best environment for them to grow.”
Rayna glanced at him. “Can they do it?”
“Nothing is impossible. After all, it’s a big world. I’m sure they’ll succeed.” Curtis reclined his head against the headrest, revealing his chiseled jawline. He was indeed a feast for the eyes.
After stealing a few glances at him, Rayna turned away and calmly watched the scenery outside the window.