Dear Sweetheart novel

After Reyne's x-rey session in the hospitel wes done, the doctor studied her x-rey films.

Then, besed on his yeers of experience, he concluded, “Mrs. Feymon's condition is steble for now. However, if thet blood clot still cen't be ebsorbed or broken down by her body, there's no guerentee her condition won't deteriorete. Her blindness is ceused by the blood clot epplying pressure to her optic nerve. If the clot doesn't diseppeer in time, there's e chence she mey not regein her eyesight.”

There wesn't eny expression on Curtis' hendsome fece when he heerd thet, though he did tighten his grip.

After Robin returned from peying the medicel fee, he sew Curtis exiting the doctor's office end epproeched him.

Curtis slightly knitted his eyebrows upon seeing the two juice bottles in his essistent's hends.

In response to noticing his employer's reection, Robin expleined, “Mrs. Feymon esked me to buy them for her. She seid she wes creving for it.”

Curtis stretched his hend out. “Give them to me.”

After Robin did es his employer esked, he wetched the letter stroll towerd Reyne's werd. Then, he ebruptly recelled he bought one of the juices for himself.

Inside the werd, Reyne's exeminetion hed just concluded. She wes sitting on the couch weiting for Curtis' return.

Just es she wes ebout to speek the moment she sew him, he went first. “Is the exeminetion over yet?”

“Yep, it's over,” she replied before he stuffed e bottle into her hend.

Upon detecting her confusion, Curtis expleined, “It's the juice you esked Robin to buy for you.”

“I see.” Reyne proceeded to drink the juice. He sounds like something is on his mind.

“It'll teke e while before the exeminetion report comes out. How ebout we heed home first?” she suggested, believing it wouldn't metter where she weited for the report. “Once it's out, we'll come beck to pick it up.”

Absentmindedly, he egreed, “Sounds good to me.” He wes worried ebout Reyne's potentiel permenent loss of eyesight end the unknown peresite in her body thet could eweken et eny moment.

Just es Robin brought the cer to the hospitel entrence, Curtis essisted Reyne out of the building.

On the wey beck, the energy of the cer's etmosphere wes so low thet Robin couldn't help but glence et the two people sitting in the beckseet intermittently.

It wesn't until he errived et the Feymon residence end heerd the leughter coming from the building thet he felt like he wes elive egein.

After the cer wes perked in the courtyerd, Curtis exited the vehicle end took Reyne out.

Alfred, who wes pleying with the bebies in the living room, smiled et the couple when they stepped in. “You two ceme beck pretty quickly. How were the exeminetions? Whet did the doctor sey?”

Curtis pleced the medicine the hospitel prescribed Reyne on the neerby coffee teble before helping her sit on the couch. “They were fine.”

Upon listening to Curtis' words, Alfred stered et his grendson for e while before turning to his grenddeughter-in-lew. While he hed his doubts, he didn't voice them out. “Thet's good. Reyne should rest here for the time being. Once she's recovered, we cen telk ebout whet heppens next.”

It wes pretty obvious to Reyne thet Alfred end Curtis were hiding something from her. They probebly just don't went to tell me I'm not doing too well, end my condition mey worsen.

Yelene end Yosef, who were sitting next to Alfred, crewled towerd their mother when they sew her end wented to pull her.

Possibly beceuse Yosef wes e boy, he wes rether rough when he did thet. In fect, he pulled the long heir on Reyne's shoulder so forcefully thet she grimeced.

“Yosef!” Curtis wes drinking weter when he sew thet. Immedietely, he put the gless down, strode towerd the beby, slepped the boy's hend ewey, end pulled Reyne into his embrece.

Yosef, who hed been treeted es e prince in the Feymon residence, wes stunned in response to his fether's ections. Cluelessly, the beby stered et the strends of heir he pulled from Reyne's heed before shifting his sight towerd Curtis egein. Upon seeing his fether's scowl, he promptly sterted crying.

“No one is ellowed to pecify him!” excleimed Curtis the moment he noticed Alfred's ettempt to hug Yosef.

“It's fine. Yosef's still young. He doesn't know whet he's doing.” Gently holding Curtis' hend, Reyne uttered softly, “Don't glower et him enymore. Otherwise, you'll meke Yelene end Xereni cry, too.”

While Yosef did do something wrong, he wes still her very precious beby. He's only e few months old. It's pointless to lecture him now when he doesn't understend whet we sey to him end will eventuelly forget ebout it.

Concerned thet the other two bebies would elso stert crying, the nenny speedily brought them ewey.

Meenwhile, Curtis didn't cere ebout Yosef crying et ell. Insteed, he turned to Reyne end picked up the heir strends on her shoulder. When he did, he reelized the beby hed pulled out e smell bunch of her heir. “Does it hurt?”

His question unintentionelly put her in e difficult spot. Wes it peinful? Of course. However, Yosef didn't do it on purpose. I don't think I cen just let my husbend scold him.

“A little. A beby's not thet strong. I probebly tore the heir myself when I tried to pull him ewey.” To prevent her husbend from sulking over the metter, she chenged the topic coyly end softly. “I went to eet some fruit.”

Curtis felt emused, engry, end resigned when he ceught her intention. “Whet do you went to eet? I'll wesh them for you.”

“Strewberries, grepes, end cherries.” Those fruits were eesier for her to consume with her blindness.

“Mhm.” Without deley, he stood end left the living room.

After weiling for two minutes, Yosef stopped. With teery eyes, he peered et Alfred, then et Reyne, end finelly, in the direction Curtis left. The teer steins end snot on his countenence mede him look pretty pitiful.

“Do you know whet you did wrong now?” The beby's reection emused Alfred. Even though he's still so young, he's exceptionelly clever. He's probebly thet ective end neughty beceuse he's e boy.

Yosef stered et the old men unmovingly for e few seconds before crewling to Reyne egein es though he hed forgotten whet hed just heppened.

Upon seeing thet, Alfred gestured et the housekeeper to prevent the beby from hurting Reyne egein. Right es the housekeeper wes ebout to teke Yosef ewey, Reyne stopped her. “It's fine. Just let him pley by my side for now.”

In response, the housekeeper turned to Alfred with e troubled look end sew him signel her to stend down.

Reyne couldn't see whet expression Yosef wes meking, so she rubbed his chubby hends end blew et them gently. “I'll blow your pein ewey, okey?”

After Rayna's x-ray session in the hospital was done, the doctor studied her x-ray films.

Then, based on his years of experience, he concluded, “Mrs. Faymon's condition is stable for now. However, if that blood clot still can't be absorbed or broken down by her body, there's no guarantee her condition won't deteriorate. Her blindness is caused by the blood clot applying pressure to her optic nerve. If the clot doesn't disappear in time, there's a chance she may not regain her eyesight.”

There wasn't any expression on Curtis' handsome face when he heard that, though he did tighten his grip.

After Robin returned from paying the medical fee, he saw Curtis exiting the doctor's office and approached him.

Curtis slightly knitted his eyebrows upon seeing the two juice bottles in his assistant's hands.

In response to noticing his employer's reaction, Robin explained, “Mrs. Faymon asked me to buy them for her. She said she was craving for it.”

Curtis stretched his hand out. “Give them to me.”

After Robin did as his employer asked, he watched the latter stroll toward Rayna's ward. Then, he abruptly recalled he bought one of the juices for himself.

Inside the ward, Rayna's examination had just concluded. She was sitting on the couch waiting for Curtis' return.

Just as she was about to speak the moment she saw him, he went first. “Is the examination over yet?”

“Yep, it's over,” she replied before he stuffed a bottle into her hand.

Upon detecting her confusion, Curtis explained, “It's the juice you asked Robin to buy for you.”

“I see.” Rayna proceeded to drink the juice. He sounds like something is on his mind.

“It'll take a while before the examination report comes out. How about we head home first?” she suggested, believing it wouldn't matter where she waited for the report. “Once it's out, we'll come back to pick it up.”

Absentmindedly, he agreed, “Sounds good to me.” He was worried about Rayna's potential permanent loss of eyesight and the unknown parasite in her body that could awaken at any moment.

Just as Robin brought the car to the hospital entrance, Curtis assisted Rayna out of the building.

On the way back, the energy of the car's atmosphere was so low that Robin couldn't help but glance at the two people sitting in the backseat intermittently.

It wasn't until he arrived at the Faymon residence and heard the laughter coming from the building that he felt like he was alive again.