Dear Sweetheart novel

Jefferson ignored him. He pushed back his chair and stood up. “I need to visit Belle in the hospital. If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave first.”

Curtis hummed in acknowledgment. “Take a look at how her leg injury is and let me know on WhatsApp.”

Jefferson glanced at him before striding away.

Jasper was dumbfounded upon hearing their conversation and seeing Jefferson leave. “I’m not hallucinating, am I? Did you just send your love rival to take care of your woman?”

Then, after a second of silent contemplation, Jasper said, “The two of you seem to exist in harmony. What’s going on? Are you planning to get into a polyamorous relationship?”

Curtis’ expression darkened, and he tossed his cup at Jasper.

Fortunately, Jasper saw it in time and hastily tilted his head to the side. The cup glided past his ear and crashed into the wall behind him.

Once Jasper registered what happened, the hair on the back of his neck stood on end.

Curtis snapped, “Shut your mouth if you’re not good with words. No one’s going to complain about how you’re not talking enough.”

Jasper was speechless at that.

After lunch at noon, Rayna started feeling sleepy, so she asked Kristie and Carl to play with each other while she took a nap.

When she woke up, she found Jefferson sitting beside her bed.

“How long have you been here?” Rayna sat up on the bed. Fearing that her hair had turned into a mess while she slept, she tried to comb it with her fingers. “I haven’t been able to do any tidying up of myself in the hospital lately. Am I uglier now?”

Jefferson shook his head and reached out to tidy the strands of hair by her ear. Then, looking right at her, he said, “You’ll always be the most beautiful person to me no matter when and where.”

Regardless of whether those words were simply flattery or sincere, Rayna flushed crimson.

She took the glass of warm water from Jefferson and slowly drank half of it before asking, “Have you been busy in the company? I texted you recently, but you were slow to reply, and you didn’t come to the hospital to visit me.”

to work on when you took your leave,” Jefferson said as he peeled an orange. “If you’re

and Carl to accompany me. I’m not bored.

her the orange slices.

into her mouth before pulling away the blanket to show him her moving leg. “I’ve been moving around recently, and it feels fine. But Mr. York said it’s a gunshot injury, so

to him. You don’t need to worry about the company’s

on Rayna’s baby bump, the look in his eyes

been a while since he had last come to

normal for my stomach to be this big at this point of the pregnancy since I’m having triplets. Every time I walk, I feel the weight of my stomach, and if I stand for too long, I feel the strain on my back. I’m guessing I won’t be able to walk by

sighed, the heartache he felt visible in his eyes. He took another piece

“It is, but I

faces and them calling her Mommy made

stomach and fell silent as

he would love her children

love them still because they were hers. All he wanted

she had said something wrong, and regret washed over

let’s go to Nardor for a holiday.” Rayna held his hand tightly. “I’ve always wanted to go there, but I haven’t

was unlikely she would be able to part with the children once they

her—even if they were untrue—he would believe

crept onto Jefferson’s face, and he kissed the back of her hand. “All right. I’ll buy a small island and build a house and a garden that

chuckled. “Don’t. It’s a waste to buy an island. It’s not as if we’ll stay

only tens of

were chatting away, someone knocked on the door before coming

was Sandy, and she had

from afar, and she halted in her steps. Still,

“Rayna, how’s your leg?”

come. She pulled her hand back

quickly stopped her. “Why are you being such a stranger to me? You’re a patient here, so

lay back down meekly. “I’m fine now, but Mr. York

walked over to put the lunch box on the table

misses you, but he’s in poor health. The doctor didn’t let him wander outside. He asked the kitchen staff to make some soup and insisted that I bring it for