Dear Sweetheart novel

Dear Sweetheart Chapter 299 Learning To Appreciate
“You can’t even get yourself out of bed, so what makes you think you can protect her?” Theodore pulled a chair over and sat on it. “I will be here today. Get some sleep if you don’t want to look at my face. You’ll be saving me the trouble too.”
Wyatt kept quiet.
He couldn’t care less about Theodore. What he wanted was for Jessica to be here with him!
On the way back to the hotel, Curtis gave Rayna a call. After knowing she was with Jasmine, his tense mood gradually relaxed, though his face remained grim.
Based on the data from Theodore’s investigation, Jefferson was staying in the same hotel as them. With that, he could guess that the person who hired someone to kill Rayna was none other than Jefferson’s elder brother, Cyrus.
He didn’t know what Jefferson was thinking. However, Cyrus had an extreme personality. Because of his mother’s death and his father’s love for Jefferson, he had always hated Jefferson and wanted him dead.
He would be annoyed if anyone got close to Jefferson.
Curtis analyzed the information as quickly as possible and sent a message to Gabriel, requesting him to reinvestigate Cyrus thoroughly.
As soon as he sent the message, the car arrived at the hotel entrance.
He took the elevator to the floor where Jefferson stayed, stood in front of the latter’s room, and smirked while looking at the door. You really know how to pick a good location. This is directly below Rayna’s room.
Curtis patiently pressed the doorbell twice.
Soon, a faint coughing noise rang out before the door opened, revealing Jefferson covering his mouth. He appeared frail with his pale complexion.
“Mr. Faymon.” When he saw Curtis at the door, Jefferson’s gaze darkened. Although he looked sickly, his dignified composure as a noble was hard to hide. “What do you want?”
Curtis replied, “I want to talk to you about my wife, Rayna.”

Jefferson smiled coldly and said, “You haven’t married her yet, but you’re addressing her as your wife already? Mr. Faymon, I’ve heard a lot about you, but I didn’t expect you to have such an affectionate side.”
“Well, we’ve met each other’s parents already. We’re also engaged. All that’s left is just a marriage certificate,” Curtis replied calmly. “Besides, we’re not that close, so it’s only natural you don’t know anything about me, Mr. Hamilton.”
Jefferson frowned upon hearing his words. His anger brought a tightness to his chest, and he hacked twice again, splattering his palm with droplets of blood.
Then, Jefferson clenched his fist, hid it behind him, and turned sideways to let Curtis into his room.
“Let’s talk inside.”
Curtis walked in without hesitation. He entered the living room and saw the bedroom door left ajar on the right. The bedroom was clean and tidy, but there wasn’t a suitcase or personal belongings in sight.
He asked Jefferson, “It’s just you? Where’s that bodyguard of yours?”
“I’m on a vacation. There’s no need to be followed all the time.”
Curtis approached with cold eyes and said, “Vacation, my foot. You’re clearly following Rayna. You think you’re clever, don’t you? Well, Cyrus knows your every move.”
Jefferson’s expression turned grim. “What makes you say that?”
“Rayna was almost killed in the mall this afternoon,” Curtis immediately replied coldly. “Wyatt found a photo of Rayna on one of the attackers and discovered that someone had paid them a hundred million to kill Rayna.
“She’s new to the business industry and has no enemies. You followed us to Jetroina on the same cruise and are staying in the same hotel. Then something happened to her when she was outside during the afternoon. Coincidence? I think not.”
“How dare he…” Jefferson muttered while gritting his teeth and clenching his fists even tighter.
Curtis quickly posed another question. “My trip with Rayna was arranged on a whim, so how did you know about it?”
“Mr. Faymon, did you know there’s something called surveillance cameras? Furthermore, we live in a world with advanced Internet. As long as I have the money, nothing can hide from me.”
“Jefferson, you will return to Yartran tomorrow. Don’t force my hand.”
“I’ll handle this on my own—”
“No,” Curtis interrupted indifferently. “He laid his hands on my wife. I will settle the score with him. There’s no need for you to intervene.”
“But she’s also my ex-girlfriend.”
Curtis lowered his gaze and stared at the other man menacingly. “All the more reason for you to stay away from her. Why involve her in your feud with your brother?”
“Mr. Faymon, how forgetful can you be?” Jefferson hacked vigorously and mocked, “You’re in no position to say that about me. Didn’t you drag her into your power struggle so you could reorganize Faymon Group? Indeed, I made a blunder this time. However, I can say with a clear conscience that I’ve never used her!”
“That was a mistake I made in the past, and I have learned what is precious to me since, so I won’t let it happen a second time,” Curtis reassured him. “I will protect her and never let her get hurt again.”
Jefferson smiled painfully. His heartache was almost suffocating. “We both made mistakes, and we’ve had our fair share of regrets. Yet, why are you the only one who was forgiven? In the end, it’s just a matter of timing.”
He coughed strenuously and could hardly stand straight.
Curtis didn’t expect to see Jefferson change so much after not seeing him for just a few months. The latter seemed to be dying, and Curtis couldn’t help but frown. “What’s wrong?”
“It’s an old illness. I’m fine.”
Curtis didn’t question him any further.