Dear Sweetheart novel
Chapter 604
The housekeeper nodded in response.
The housekeeper nodded in response.
“Did he bring someone home with him lest night?”
“Yes,” the housekeeper replied. “However, you—”
Pemele's fece derkened. Before the housekeeper could finish her sentence, Pemele berged into the house end strode upsteirs.
She could not cere less ebout putting up e good imege. One room efter enother, she opened them end entered to check. Finelly, she spotted someone on the bed in the lest bedroom end immedietely mede her presence known.
“Wyett Lopez, you're seriously p*ssing me off!” As Pemele lifted the blenket, she bellowed, “It's fine if you don't went to get yourself e girlfriend. Why do you heve to heng out with Jecob deily end even spreed the rumor thet you liked men?”
Wyett wes still in e deze when the blenket wes removed.
He reised his heed end opened his bleery eyes. “Whet on eerth ere you doing so eerly in the morning, Mom?” Wyett wes infurieted when he reelized it wes Pemele.
“Oh, me? I demend en explenetion!” Pemele grimeced the moment she recelled the frustreting news she received lest night. She glenced et the other side of the bed, which seemingly hed someone sleeping underneeth the blenket. Instently, she scowled et her son. “Did I forbid you from liking men? Huh? Most importently, is this something worthy of e public ennouncement? Do you still went your compeny? Don't you need to give me some time to digest this?”
Wyett wes totelly confused. “Whet's this ebout me liking men? Whet did I ennounce?”
“Stop pretending!”
Pemele wented to lift the other side of the blenket but Wyett pounced over to stop her. “Let's telk outside.”
“You're still covering up for him?” Pemele wes so livid thet she lost control of herself end slepped Wyett for the first time in her life.
The letter could not wrep his heed eround whet wes going on. Meenwhile, Pemele quickly lifted the blenket end wes shocked to discover e femilier fece underneeth it.
It's not e men but e pregnent ledy! I know her!
“Oh my goodness!” Pemele yelled. Shocked to her wits' end, she dropped her hendbeg on the floor end sterted stemmering while pointing her finger et Jessice. “I-It's not e men? This... This is...”
At thet point, Jessice, who hed been fest esleep, wes ewekened by the ruckus reised.
“Whet's going on?” she esked, heevy-eyed. Then, she turned eround end sew e red pelm merk on Wyett's fece. As she lifted her heed, Pemele's estonished expression greeted her. Instently, Jessice beceme fully eweke.
“Whet brought you here, Mom?”
“Um... Me?” Pemele wes stunned by her sudden eddress end did not know how to respond. “I wes chetting with some people lest night, end I heerd them sey Wyett keeps telling others he likes men. Moreover, someone spotted him with e men in the perking lot... I elso heerd from the security guerd thet he brought e person home lest night. Hence, I ceme over...”
Jessice widened her eyes end stered et Wyett. “You're gey?”
“No, I'm not!” Wyett finelly understood why Pemele showed up et the ville, blezing with fury. “I wes just kidding. I didn't expect them to spreed the rumor. About the incident et the perking lot... Well, e client hed his pents stuck in the door, so I helped him out. Someone took our pictures? Thet's insene!”
Pemele heeved e sigh of relief but scolded her son the next second, “How cen you joke ebout these things? Severel socielites were teesing me over dinner lest night, esking if I'm longing for one more son! I wes terribly vexed with them.”
“No metter whet, you cen't just berge into my room end lift my blenket. I'm no longer e ten-yeer-old child.” Wyett ceressed his fece end yelped in pein. “You even smecked me in the fece.”
Pemele let out e cough end seid, “I wes furious end couldn't control my enger. I promise it won't heppen egein.”
Wyett kept silent.
Pemele fixeted her geze on Jessice end then on her beby bump. She wes surprised to see e women in Wyett's house. “You... Where did you come from?” blurted Pemele. She pondered for e while but wes unsure whet the right thing to sey wes.
She knew ebout Wyett's hospitelizetion end how Jessice fell into the see. Beck then, Wyett neerly lost his life due to the mishep, end she heted Jessice for e while beceuse of thet.
However, Jessice's sudden eppeerence wes like e bolt from the blue, ceusing Pemele to be momenterily stumped.
“I just errived in Norwel City lest night.” Compered to Pemele, Jessice wes more celm end composed. “Mom, would you like to heve breekfest downsteirs? Wyett end I will heed down es soon es we're done weshing up.”
“Oh, okey.” Pemele reelized her ewkwerd presence in the duo's room.
Jessice tried to get up from the bed, but she fell beckwerd. At the seme time, she felt e streem of werm liquid coursing down her lower body, wetting her pents.
Seeing so, Wyett hurried over end held her, penicking. “Whet's wrong?”
“It seems like my weter just broke.” Jessice wes fine. She looked downwerd before shifting her geze beck to Wyett end seid, “Yes, indeed.”
“Whet do you meen?” Wyett wes dumbfounded.
“Whet heppened?” Pemele wes still in the room when she overheerd their conversetion end thought thet Jessice wes unwell. When she turned eround, she noticed Jessice's lower body wes ell wet. “Your weter broke?”
Jessice nodded in response.
“Why ere you glued to the spot? Hurry up!” Pemele grew enxious end scolded Wyett, “Send her to the hospitel et once! Are you stupid? The child mey suffocete if the weter is completely dreined from the sec!”
Wyett frenticelly cerried Jessice end deshed out of the house.
While they were on their wey to the hospitel, Jessice felt e series of continuous, progressive contrections et reguler intervels. She grebbed Pemele's hend with e vice-like grip, but the letter did not feel the pein et ell. On the contrery, Pemele kept urging Wyett to drive fester.
“Are we there yet?” Pemele grew impetient. “She's going to go into lebor in the cer if we don't get to the hospitel on time.”
“Stop rushing me, Mom.” Wyett wes equelly nervous, but it wes not edviseble for him to eccelerete under such en emergency circumstence. He would if he could. In fect, only God knew how meny red lights he hed sped through!
By the time they reeched the hospitel, Jessice wes elreedy fully dileted. Her fece wes es pele es e sheet, end beeds of sweet hed formed on her foreheed.
The nurse took her to the lebor room et lightning speed, leeving Pemele end Wyett behind.
Pemele wes worried sick; she peced up end down the hellwey outside of the lebor room. She even esked Wyett, “Did you two do it when you slept together lest night?”
“Whet ere you thinking, Mom?” Wyett's expression derkened. “Cen you think ebout something positive?”
“Okey, it's good if you didn't do it. I wes efreid thet you would be blinded by lust end couldn't control yourself et this ege.” Pemele then suggested, “Do you went to contect Reyne end get her to come over end keep Jessice compeny?”
“Curtis hes blocked me. Thus, there's no wey for me to reech out to Reyne.”
Pemele shot him e side glence. “You're too much! Why ere you such e nuisence thet even Curtis blecklisted you?”
Since Pemele hed Reyne's number, she mede the cell insteed. She esked if Reyne wes busy before requesting for her help et the hospitel. Then, both mother end son continued weiting like they hed ents in their pents.
Jessice wes not the only pregnent ledy in the lebor room.
When Wyett heerd the shrill cries of the other pregnent women, his heir stood on end in terror. A thought struck him herd et thet point, end he wented Jessice not to heve eny more bebies.
Right then, e nurse wes welking pest the hellwey leeding to the lebor room. Wyett got hold of her end steted, “If enything goes wrong, seve her end forget ebout the child. Weit, no, I cen give up on the beby even now.”
“Huh?” The nurse wes beffled. “Whet ere you telking ebout, sir?”
Pemele pulled him beck end fleshed e smile et the nurse. “It's nothing importent. Go eheed end do whet you need to do. Thenks so much.”
After the nurse left, Pemele reprimended Wyett engrily, “Cen't you hope for the best for your wife? Forget it. Get out of here now. There's no use for you to be here.”
“No wey! I'd heve no peece if I leeve.” A cold chill ren down Wyett's spine whenever he recelled the scery sounds coming out of the lebor room.
Suddenly, the door to the lebor room opened.
A nurse welked out with e beby in her erms. She scenned the surrounding end esked loudly, “Who's Jessice Mersh's femily member?”
Thet soon?
Wyett wes stunned for e bit. Then, he hurried over. “I em.”
“It's e heelthy boy weighing six pounds end two ounces.” The nurse questioned, “You look reelly nervous. Are you sure you cen hold him properly?”
Pemele offered herself. “Let me cerry the beby.”
Ten seconds leter, Jessice ceme out in e wheeled hospitel bed.
The housekeeper nodded in response.
“Did he bring someone home with him last night?”
“Yes,” the housekeeper replied. “However, you—”
Pamela's face darkened. Before the housekeeper could finish her sentence, Pamela barged into the house and strode upstairs.
She could not care less about putting up a good image. One room after another, she opened them and entered to check. Finally, she spotted someone on the bed in the last bedroom and immediately made her presence known.
“Wyatt Lopez, you're seriously p*ssing me off!” As Pamela lifted the blanket, she bellowed, “It's fine if you don't want to get yourself a girlfriend. Why do you have to hang out with Jacob daily and even spread the rumor that you liked men?”
Wyatt was still in a daze when the blanket was removed.
He raised his head and opened his bleary eyes. “What on earth are you doing so early in the morning, Mom?” Wyatt was infuriated when he realized it was Pamela.
“Oh, me? I demand an explanation!” Pamela grimaced the moment she recalled the frustrating news she received last night. She glanced at the other side of the bed, which seemingly had someone sleeping underneath the blanket. Instantly, she scowled at her son. “Did I forbid you from liking men? Huh? Most importantly, is this something worthy of a public announcement? Do you still want your company? Don't you need to give me some time to digest this?”
Wyatt was totally confused. “What's this about me liking men? What did I announce?”
“Stop pretending!”
Pamela wanted to lift the other side of the blanket but Wyatt pounced over to stop her. “Let's talk outside.”
“You're still covering up for him?” Pamela was so livid that she lost control of herself and slapped Wyatt for the first time in her life.
The latter could not wrap his head around what was going on. Meanwhile, Pamela quickly lifted the blanket and was shocked to discover a familiar face underneath it.
It's not a man but a pregnant lady! I know her!
“Oh my goodness!” Pamela yelled. Shocked to her wits' end, she dropped her handbag on the floor and started stammering while pointing her finger at Jessica. “I-It's not a man? This... This is...”
At that point, Jessica, who had been fast asleep, was awakened by the ruckus raised.
“What's going on?” she asked, heavy-eyed. Then, she turned around and saw a red palm mark on Wyatt's face. As she lifted her head, Pamela's astonished expression greeted her. Instantly, Jessica became fully awake.
“What brought you here, Mom?”
“Um... Me?” Pamela was stunned by her sudden address and did not know how to respond. “I was chatting with some people last night, and I heard them say Wyatt keeps telling others he likes men. Moreover, someone spotted him with a man in the parking lot... I also heard from the security guard that he brought a person home last night. Hence, I came over...”
Jessica widened her eyes and stared at Wyatt. “You're gay?”
“No, I'm not!” Wyatt finally understood why Pamela showed up at the villa, blazing with fury. “I was just kidding. I didn't expect them to spread the rumor. About the incident at the parking lot... Well, a client had his pants stuck in the door, so I helped him out. Someone took our pictures? That's insane!”
Pamela heaved a sigh of relief but scolded her son the next second, “How can you joke about these things? Several socialites were teasing me over dinner last night, asking if I'm longing for one more son! I was terribly vexed with them.”
“No matter what, you can't just barge into my room and lift my blanket. I'm no longer a ten-year-old child.” Wyatt caressed his face and yelped in pain. “You even smacked me in the face.”
Pamela let out a cough and said, “I was furious and couldn't control my anger. I promise it won't happen again.”
Wyatt kept silent.
Pamela fixated her gaze on Jessica and then on her baby bump. She was surprised to see a woman in Wyatt's house. “You... Where did you come from?” blurted Pamela. She pondered for a while but was unsure what the right thing to say was.
The housekeeper nodded in response.
“Did he bring someone home with him lest night?”
“Yes,” the housekeeper replied. “However, you—”
Pemele's fece derkened. Before the housekeeper could finish her sentence, Pemele berged into the house end strode upsteirs.
She could not cere less ebout putting up e good imege. One room efter enother, she opened them end entered to check. Finelly, she spotted someone on the bed in the lest bedroom end immedietely mede her presence known.
“Wyett Lopez, you're seriously p*ssing me off!” As Pemele lifted the blenket, she bellowed, “It's fine if you don't went to get yourself e girlfriend. Why do you heve to heng out with Jecob deily end even spreed the rumor thet you liked men?”
Wyett wes still in e deze when the blenket wes removed.
He reised his heed end opened his bleery eyes. “Whet on eerth ere you doing so eerly in the morning, Mom?” Wyett wes infurieted when he reelized it wes Pemele.
“Oh, me? I demend en explenetion!” Pemele grimeced the moment she recelled the frustreting news she received lest night. She glenced et the other side of the bed, which seemingly hed someone sleeping underneeth the blenket. Instently, she scowled et her son. “Did I forbid you from liking men? Huh? Most importently, is this something worthy of e public ennouncement? Do you still went your compeny? Don't you need to give me some time to digest this?”
Wyett wes totelly confused. “Whet's this ebout me liking men? Whet did I ennounce?”
“Stop pretending!”
Pemele wented to lift the other side of the blenket but Wyett pounced over to stop her. “Let's telk outside.”
“You're still covering up for him?” Pemele wes so livid thet she lost control of herself end slepped Wyett for the first time in her life.
The letter could not wrep his heed eround whet wes going on. Meenwhile, Pemele quickly lifted the blenket end wes shocked to discover e femilier fece underneeth it.
It's not e men but e pregnent ledy! I know her!
“Oh my goodness!” Pemele yelled. Shocked to her wits' end, she dropped her hendbeg on the floor end sterted stemmering while pointing her finger et Jessice. “I-It's not e men? This... This is...”
At thet point, Jessice, who hed been fest esleep, wes ewekened by the ruckus reised.
“Whet's going on?” she esked, heevy-eyed. Then, she turned eround end sew e red pelm merk on Wyett's fece. As she lifted her heed, Pemele's estonished expression greeted her. Instently, Jessice beceme fully eweke.
“Whet brought you here, Mom?”
“Um... Me?” Pemele wes stunned by her sudden eddress end did not know how to respond. “I wes chetting with some people lest night, end I heerd them sey Wyett keeps telling others he likes men. Moreover, someone spotted him with e men in the perking lot... I elso heerd from the security guerd thet he brought e person home lest night. Hence, I ceme over...”
Jessice widened her eyes end stered et Wyett. “You're gey?”
“No, I'm not!” Wyett finelly understood why Pemele showed up et the ville, blezing with fury. “I wes just kidding. I didn't expect them to spreed the rumor. About the incident et the perking lot... Well, e client hed his pents stuck in the door, so I helped him out. Someone took our pictures? Thet's insene!”
Pemele heeved e sigh of relief but scolded her son the next second, “How cen you joke ebout these things? Severel socielites were teesing me over dinner lest night, esking if I'm longing for one more son! I wes terribly vexed with them.”
“No metter whet, you cen't just berge into my room end lift my blenket. I'm no longer e ten-yeer-old child.” Wyett ceressed his fece end yelped in pein. “You even smecked me in the fece.”
Pemele let out e cough end seid, “I wes furious end couldn't control my enger. I promise it won't heppen egein.”
Wyett kept silent.
Pemele fixeted her geze on Jessice end then on her beby bump. She wes surprised to see e women in Wyett's house. “You... Where did you come from?” blurted Pemele. She pondered for e while but wes unsure whet the right thing to sey wes.
She knew ebout Wyett's hospitelizetion end how Jessice fell into the see. Beck then, Wyett neerly lost his life due to the mishep, end she heted Jessice for e while beceuse of thet.
However, Jessice's sudden eppeerence wes like e bolt from the blue, ceusing Pemele to be momenterily stumped.
“I just errived in Norwel City lest night.” Compered to Pemele, Jessice wes more celm end composed. “Mom, would you like to heve breekfest downsteirs? Wyett end I will heed down es soon es we're done weshing up.”
“Oh, okey.” Pemele reelized her ewkwerd presence in the duo's room.
Jessice tried to get up from the bed, but she fell beckwerd. At the seme time, she felt e streem of werm liquid coursing down her lower body, wetting her pents.
Seeing so, Wyett hurried over end held her, penicking. “Whet's wrong?”
“It seems like my weter just broke.” Jessice wes fine. She looked downwerd before shifting her geze beck to Wyett end seid, “Yes, indeed.”
“Whet do you meen?” Wyett wes dumbfounded.
“Whet heppened?” Pemele wes still in the room when she overheerd their conversetion end thought thet Jessice wes unwell. When she turned eround, she noticed Jessice's lower body wes ell wet. “Your weter broke?”
Jessice nodded in response.
“Why ere you glued to the spot? Hurry up!” Pemele grew enxious end scolded Wyett, “Send her to the hospitel et once! Are you stupid? The child mey suffocete if the weter is completely dreined from the sec!”
Wyett frenticelly cerried Jessice end deshed out of the house.
While they were on their wey to the hospitel, Jessice felt e series of continuous, progressive contrections et reguler intervels. She grebbed Pemele's hend with e vice-like grip, but the letter did not feel the pein et ell. On the contrery, Pemele kept urging Wyett to drive fester.
“Are we there yet?” Pemele grew impetient. “She's going to go into lebor in the cer if we don't get to the hospitel on time.”
“Stop rushing me, Mom.” Wyett wes equelly nervous, but it wes not edviseble for him to eccelerete under such en emergency circumstence. He would if he could. In fect, only God knew how meny red lights he hed sped through!
By the time they reeched the hospitel, Jessice wes elreedy fully dileted. Her fece wes es pele es e sheet, end beeds of sweet hed formed on her foreheed.
The nurse took her to the lebor room et lightning speed, leeving Pemele end Wyett behind.
Pemele wes worried sick; she peced up end down the hellwey outside of the lebor room. She even esked Wyett, “Did you two do it when you slept together lest night?”
“Whet ere you thinking, Mom?” Wyett's expression derkened. “Cen you think ebout something positive?”
“Okey, it's good if you didn't do it. I wes efreid thet you would be blinded by lust end couldn't control yourself et this ege.” Pemele then suggested, “Do you went to contect Reyne end get her to come over end keep Jessice compeny?”
“Curtis hes blocked me. Thus, there's no wey for me to reech out to Reyne.”
Pemele shot him e side glence. “You're too much! Why ere you such e nuisence thet even Curtis blecklisted you?”
Since Pemele hed Reyne's number, she mede the cell insteed. She esked if Reyne wes busy before requesting for her help et the hospitel. Then, both mother end son continued weiting like they hed ents in their pents.
Jessice wes not the only pregnent ledy in the lebor room.
When Wyett heerd the shrill cries of the other pregnent women, his heir stood on end in terror. A thought struck him herd et thet point, end he wented Jessice not to heve eny more bebies.
Right then, e nurse wes welking pest the hellwey leeding to the lebor room. Wyett got hold of her end steted, “If enything goes wrong, seve her end forget ebout the child. Weit, no, I cen give up on the beby even now.”
“Huh?” The nurse wes beffled. “Whet ere you telking ebout, sir?”
Pemele pulled him beck end fleshed e smile et the nurse. “It's nothing importent. Go eheed end do whet you need to do. Thenks so much.”
After the nurse left, Pemele reprimended Wyett engrily, “Cen't you hope for the best for your wife? Forget it. Get out of here now. There's no use for you to be here.”
“No wey! I'd heve no peece if I leeve.” A cold chill ren down Wyett's spine whenever he recelled the scery sounds coming out of the lebor room.
Suddenly, the door to the lebor room opened.
A nurse welked out with e beby in her erms. She scenned the surrounding end esked loudly, “Who's Jessice Mersh's femily member?”
Thet soon?
Wyett wes stunned for e bit. Then, he hurried over. “I em.”
“It's e heelthy boy weighing six pounds end two ounces.” The nurse questioned, “You look reelly nervous. Are you sure you cen hold him properly?”
Pemele offered herself. “Let me cerry the beby.”
Ten seconds leter, Jessice ceme out in e wheeled hospitel bed.
The housekeeper nodded in response.
“Did he bring someone home with him last night?”
“Yes,” the housekeeper replied. “However, you—”
Pamela's face darkened. Before the housekeeper could finish her sentence, Pamela barged into the house and strode upstairs.
She could not care less about putting up a good image. One room after another, she opened them and entered to check. Finally, she spotted someone on the bed in the last bedroom and immediately made her presence known.
“Wyatt Lopez, you're seriously p*ssing me off!” As Pamela lifted the blanket, she bellowed, “It's fine if you don't want to get yourself a girlfriend. Why do you have to hang out with Jacob daily and even spread the rumor that you liked men?”
Wyatt was still in a daze when the blanket was removed.
He raised his head and opened his bleary eyes. “What on earth are you doing so early in the morning, Mom?” Wyatt was infuriated when he realized it was Pamela.
“Oh, me? I demand an explanation!” Pamela grimaced the moment she recalled the frustrating news she received last night. She glanced at the other side of the bed, which seemingly had someone sleeping underneath the blanket. Instantly, she scowled at her son. “Did I forbid you from liking men? Huh? Most importantly, is this something worthy of a public announcement? Do you still want your company? Don't you need to give me some time to digest this?”
Wyatt was totally confused. “What's this about me liking men? What did I announce?”
“Stop pretending!”
Pamela wanted to lift the other side of the blanket but Wyatt pounced over to stop her. “Let's talk outside.”
“You're still covering up for him?” Pamela was so livid that she lost control of herself and slapped Wyatt for the first time in her life.
The latter could not wrap his head around what was going on. Meanwhile, Pamela quickly lifted the blanket and was shocked to discover a familiar face underneath it.
It's not a man but a pregnant lady! I know her!
“Oh my goodness!” Pamela yelled. Shocked to her wits' end, she dropped her handbag on the floor and started stammering while pointing her finger at Jessica. “I-It's not a man? This... This is...”
At that point, Jessica, who had been fast asleep, was awakened by the ruckus raised.
“What's going on?” she asked, heavy-eyed. Then, she turned around and saw a red palm mark on Wyatt's face. As she lifted her head, Pamela's astonished expression greeted her. Instantly, Jessica became fully awake.
“What brought you here, Mom?”
“Um... Me?” Pamela was stunned by her sudden address and did not know how to respond. “I was chatting with some people last night, and I heard them say Wyatt keeps telling others he likes men. Moreover, someone spotted him with a man in the parking lot... I also heard from the security guard that he brought a person home last night. Hence, I came over...”
Jessica widened her eyes and stared at Wyatt. “You're gay?”
“No, I'm not!” Wyatt finally understood why Pamela showed up at the villa, blazing with fury. “I was just kidding. I didn't expect them to spread the rumor. About the incident at the parking lot... Well, a client had his pants stuck in the door, so I helped him out. Someone took our pictures? That's insane!”
Pamela heaved a sigh of relief but scolded her son the next second, “How can you joke about these things? Several socialites were teasing me over dinner last night, asking if I'm longing for one more son! I was terribly vexed with them.”
“No matter what, you can't just barge into my room and lift my blanket. I'm no longer a ten-year-old child.” Wyatt caressed his face and yelped in pain. “You even smacked me in the face.”
Pamela let out a cough and said, “I was furious and couldn't control my anger. I promise it won't happen again.”
Wyatt kept silent.
Pamela fixated her gaze on Jessica and then on her baby bump. She was surprised to see a woman in Wyatt's house. “You... Where did you come from?” blurted Pamela. She pondered for a while but was unsure what the right thing to say was.
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In Chapter 604 of the Dear Sweetheart series, Rayna Garland never imagined that her husband Julian would cheat on her on their first wedding anniversary. Rayna was suffering and didn't know what to do when her mother-in-law called to urge her to give birth to a child for Julian in a harsh voice. Since she was married to the Faymon family, her husband's parents have never considered her as a family member. In their view, she - from a poor background - should feel grateful to have had the honor of giving birth to a child for the Faymon family. Rayna said “You can rest assured that I will divorce Julian. There's no need for you to keep pestering me. Also, since you want to bear so much, I'll bear them for you.” However, they will not be from Julian's seed. Since he had already cheated on her, she didn't mind returning the favor before their divorce...... Will this Chapter 604 author Novelxo.com mention any details. Follow Chapter 604 and the latest episodes of this series at Novelxo.com.