Dear Sweetheart novel

“My mom is being unreasonable. How can she be so hasty and impatient in handling this matter? I can consider accepting her gesture if she introduced better women to me. However, all the women she set me up with on blind dates are horrible! My mom even introduced Hausen’s CEO’s daughter to me in the past, telling me how wonderful she was. D*mn it! You should’ve seen that woman in person. She scared me out of my wits with her mantrap-like appearance.”

Hearing that name, Jessica knitted her brows. “Hausen?”

“Oh. That’s a big company, but you wouldn’t know if you didn’t work in the finance industry.” Jacob didn’t sense her unusual behavior. “Regrettably, the CEO of Hausen, Justin Morales, died, and the company went bankrupt. His daughter and wife seemed to have left the country. Fortunately, his family met its downfall. Otherwise, I think I would have to cut ties with my mom because she’s fond of Justin’s daughter.”

Jacob had been curious about something. He couldn’t shake off the feeling that Justin’s death was somewhat related to Wyatt.

Otherwise, how else could they have died after he saw them off just a few moments ago?

Wyatt was even summoned to the police station because of that matter. However, he was merely detained for a few days before being released unscathed.

Seeing Jessica lowering her head in silence, Jacob asked her, “Are you not feeling well?”

“Yes. It is common for me to feel discomfort and nauseous during pregnancy.” She regained her senses and casually made up an excuse to reply to him. “It’s nothing major.”

He contemplated briefly before saying, “I’ll bring you out for dinner tonight to try some different food and buy you some clothes.”

“That’s not necessary.”

“That’s all right. We won’t be spending much anyway. Perhaps my mom will want to visit again. She will definitely be suspicious about our relationship if she sees you being mistreated.”

Jessica uttered hesitantly, “I can’t see.”

“It’s okay. You’ll be fine if you wear a pair of sunglasses and hold onto me the whole time.” Noticing the paint stains on her hands, Jacob said, “Your hands are very dirty. Do you want me to bring you to get washed up?”

“Okay.”

He brought her to the powder room and thoughtfully squeezed some liquid soap onto her palms.

Standing at one side and looking at her washing her hands, Jacob was again reminded of the drawing outside. He asked curiously, “Why did you draw a hand beside a sunflower? Is there any meaning behind the painting?”

Jessica paused briefly and answered casually, “I drew it because I thought the picture was very artistic.”

“Oh.” He nodded. She’s right. That painting is indeed artistic. Not everyone will admire and appreciate such a drawing.

Jessica needed to change her clothes as well because it was soiled. She told Jacob she could do that on her own without the housekeeper’s assistance, so he went downstairs first.

“I’m bringing her

“Okay.”

painting downstairs and frame it. Hang the

nothing special with the painting. She said with a smile, “Of course. That drawing is more

Jacob shrugged.

his friends before falsely

inappropriate to do so because Jessica

Jessica came downstairs after changing into

familiar with the house’s layout, so even if she couldn’t see her surroundings, she could amble downstairs with the help of

Jacob didn’t know she had lost her vision,

to put on a pair of

fit on the bridge of Jessica’s nose. Her comical appearance caused him to laugh

gazed in his

suppressed his urge to laugh. “I’ll buy a new pair of

strode toward the door by herself. Jacob

her to change her shoes and

and soft this time instead of

her arm, Jacob grabbed her hand and placed it around his arm. “If you don’t want to walk with a white

struggle anymore and left the house while holding his

walking for a short while, he helped

accustomed to her condition. She felt contented as

was her first time going out

she wanted to feel the cool breeze and listen to the

the traffic light to turn green, she could even hear the passers-by

asked, “Where are we

took out his phone as he spoke. “Do you want to eat Chanaean

replying, “Will

let me know if you want to eat anything.” After finding the address to the restaurant, Jacob

in Jessica’s cautious demeanor. He couldn’t help but say, “You don’t have to think of yourself as a nuisance. I wouldn’t have rescued you if I thought you were troublesome. Besides, we’re collaboration partners. You’re also helping

damaged, so she was as pretty

you don’t have to live so carefully or think you’ll trouble anyone for wanting

vivacious person in the past with a dazzling smile and probably became so timid, submissive, and depressive

into gorgeous crescents as she smiled faintly.

car arrived at

lined the street. As it was nighttime, the place was crowded and

into a Chanaean cuisine