Dear Sweetheart novel

The housekeeper approached him, lowered her head, and reported softly, “Mr. Lopez, we didn’t think it was appropriate to tell you while you were away on a business trip. Ms. Marsh should already be on her period. However, when I was cleaning the bathroom, I didn’t see any used pads in the bin.”

She could feel the temperature of the air drop, and her shoulders shivered a little in fear.

However, when she thought about what Gianna had promised her, she plucked up the courage to continue. “Then, I realized that we have been serving Ms. Marsh her meals on time, yet she has lost weight. I’m not sure if she has been intentionally eating less, and this resulted in a hormonal imbalance.”

Before she could finish, the housekeeper was pushed aside roughly.

A hint of disdain flashed across Gianna’s face as she pretended to help steady her. She asked, her voice full of concern, “Are you okay?”

She watched as Wyatt stormed upstairs angrily, the corners of her lips curling up in a smug smirk.

This time, their relationship will definitely be over! That woman is overestimating herself if she thinks she can outwit me!

When Wyatt got to the third floor, he kicked open the door to Jessica’s room. Jessica had been feeling weak and had just laid down when he barged in. Unwilling to entertain him, she got out of bed and headed for the bathroom.

He took one large step toward her, grabbed her wrist, and threw her back onto the bed.

Towering over her, he glared at her with a dark expression.

She had visibly lost a lot of weight. Her face was now even slimmer than before, which was heartbreaking to see.

Let go!

Unable to cuss him out, Jessica could only struggle with all her might. However, she still could not break free from his grasp.

A shudder suddenly wrecked her body as she recalled what she had seen outside the study the other day, and she started struggling even harder.

Wyatt’s gaze darkened. In the next instant, he lifted a hand and slapped her across the cheek.

Jessica’s head whipped to the side as she lay there

eyes was terrifying. “Jessica Marsh, if you still refuse to f*cking eat, I will get someone to shove

because you sent her a message

and snarled, “You’ve sacrificed so much for your good friend, and you’re always thinking of her. Well, are you aware of what she did to

toward him, still trying to process what he had just

what had happened to

reach for the notebook lying on top of the bedside table to write down

pinned her arms down. “You have no one else to rely on other than your Uncle Oliver and Aunt Danielle, but even they can’t save you! There’s nothing I’m not capable of when I’m angry, Jessica. I can keep you

Oliver and Danielle locked

up at him with wide eyes, unable to believe that he was the same

this just a figment of my imagination? Am I

in her ears. When she looked at him again, his face grew blurrier and blurrier. Her heart and her

that he wasn’t thinking

realized that Jessica’s thin body was trembling. She

guilt and reached

fingers were about to touch her wound, he pulled his hand back at the last minute and scurried

the room, lowered her head when she saw him come out. “Mr. Lopez, is there anything I can

her wounds,” Wyatt snapped at her, his

“Yes, sir.”

again and glared at her coldly. “Make sure you do it gently. Once you’re done, make some

sir,”

he recalled what he had seen at the hospital

she untactfully approached him. “Mr. Lopez, did Ms. Marsh make you angry

trying to please her

that moment, the look on his face was

I-I mean… It’s getting late. Why don’t you rest here for the

f*ck up! You’re so annoying!” Feeling irritated at the mere sight of her, Wyatt grabbed her and threw her aside like