Dear Sweetheart novel

Chapter 450

She walked out to see Curtis leaning against the wall with his legs slightly bent. He looked dashing.

Hearing her footsteps, he looked up and met her gaze.

Rayna’s heart raced as she stepped out of the restroom. She instinctively wanted to put her hand on her belly but was afraid that he would notice something was off. Instead, she grabbed the handle of the restroom door and walked out slowly.

Curtis straightened his back and came to her. “Let me carry you.”

“Oh, no need,” Rayna replied hastily. She was afraid he would realize something if he were to carry her.

Holding his arm, she said, “Just help me back, Mr. Faymon. Thank you.”

Curtis’ eyes turned dark, but he said nothing and allowed her to use him as a cane as they walked back to their seats.

It was mealtime. The flight attendant was asking the first-class passengers what they would like to eat. Some passengers had already received their meals and started eating. The cabin was an enclosed space, so the smell of food was wafting in the air.

Rayna and Curtis were walking along the aisle when the smell of stinky fish suddenly attacked their nostrils.

She took a whiff and felt her stomach churning.

Realizing she was about to puke, Rayna covered her lips hastily and pushed Curtis away to run to the restroom.

Alas, she wasn’t quick enough.

As a result, she bent down and puked her guts out.

The passenger in the window seat saw that and scowled disapprovingly. “That’s gross! Show some respect and go vomit in the restroom, not the aisle. This is so rude!”

Curtis shot the passenger a sharp glare. “She’s unwell and couldn’t help it.”

At first, the passenger was taken aback by Curtis’ stern expression, but he soon recalled that they were both in the first-class cabin and assumed they had similar social standing. Determined not to back down, he kept complaining, “If she’s sick, take some medicine and go to bed!”

“Yes.” Another passenger in the back stuck his head out. “The plane isn’t hers. She’s a passenger, but so are we! This is disgusting.”

“Anyone can be a first-class passenger now, huh? How gross.”

“Why didn’t she take the high-speed train?”

Curtis’ eyes blazed with fury when he saw Rayna leaning against the wall and her hands trembling. His gaze shifted from her to the other passengers, and he pinned them with a withering stare.

in fear and

patted Rayna’s back and asked,

her

speak but could not find the

her deeply, sending her into a

held her shoulders and guided her back to her seat.

attendant nodded and asked Rayna

seat and gratefully accepted the hot water

circulation in the enclosed cabin isn’t that good, too.” Rayna was still sniffling. “I wanted to go to the restroom but

can have accidents,” Curtis consoled her as he patted

sprung to Rayna’s eyes when she

and didn’t want her babies to go hungry either. Never in

feel unwell on an empty stomach, so he got some pasta from the

and only sipped on the hot water. “We’ll arrive soon. I’ll just eat at the hotel later. There are a few other first-class passengers on

Curtis nodded. “All right.”

for a while and felt sleepy. Soon, she fell asleep in her

the earplugs and stuffed them in her ears before

landing announcement to remind the passengers to put their tables up when she noticed a handsome man emerging from the first-class cabin. “Sir, is there anything I can help you

nearer, the head stewardess belatedly

the captain to turn back to

Huh?

reminded him, “Mr.

isn’t feeling

head stewardess was confused.

in a daze when Curtis got his phone to show her something. “Fly

his presence intimidating

and said, “Mr. Faymon, we apologize for

then went to inform the captain

away. Shocked, they wondered what was

was going to land, but the runway wasn’t operational?

hell

curses, especially since their boss was on the plane and had ordered them to fly back to Norwal City in order to tend to his ex-fiancée who wasn’t feeling well. They

he wants for love,

the plane arrived

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