Dear Sweetheart novel

Chapter 662

Rayna tugged at the comer of his shirt and pleaded. “Please? Let me come with you.”

She looked so pitiful that Curtis' heart softened. He eventually found himself relenting and permitting her to accompany them on their journey.

Rayna could finally relax. “By the way, what did Mr. Yeast tell you earlier?” she asked as she munched on a piece of pancake Curtis gave her.

Curtis stopped mid-motion as he was about to place a plate of spaghetti on the coffee table. He quickly came up with a different excuse. “Oh, it was just a small matter at work. Nothing significant.”

“Oh, I see,” came Rayna's reply.

Rayna and Curtis had a simple yet satisfying dinner at the hotel after then two-hour hike, which had been incredibly tiling. After the meal, Rayna was so exhausted that she could hardly keep her eyes open. She curled up on the couch and slipped into a peaceful sleep.

After Curtis cleared the mess on the table, he carried Rayna up from the couch and walked into the bathroom.

It was a rainy night in Norwal City.

A man in a khaki coat emerged from his black sports car parked in the three hundred square meters wide courtyard of Windshadow Mansion. He strode toward the entrance and went inside the mansion.

stairs lazily. Clad in a red silk nightgown, she

on the couch. Giving her a cold look, he asked. “Who

lobes and tossed them to the man standing on the stairs below her “Six months ago, you said you were going to leave Yartran to come to Nonval City. I thought you were in a bad mood as your hand got hurt and wanted to relax

down the stabs to stand in front of the man. Her

his body awray. He unbuttoned his shirt and marched to the wine cabinet. After pouring himself a glass of wine, he downed it in one swig, the liquid burning his throat. Slamming the glass onto the cabinet, he spun around, his eyes blazing. “When

She rubbed her hand that

a curt order. “Either you

this to her. Furious, she watched as he climbed up the stairs and declared, “I did everything you told me to! I don't care what you think. You're in Nonval City, and I'm going to be here for the time

hand on the doorknob, hesitating before pushing the door open. He then slammed it shut with such force that Octavia jolted in surprise downstairs. She muttered under her breath, “Why did he get so angry? He chose to leave Yartran to come to Nonval City. No one kicked

flashed across her mind as her lips

sounded behind her. Octavia whirled around to realize that Thibault had tossed her suitcase down from the second floor. “Thibault, tliis is too much!

I made it clear to you that I wasn't interested in you at all. I am grateful for your assistance in helping me leave the country and, as a result, I promise not to pursue the issue of you drugging me that night. We're even now!” Thibault declared. He returned to Octavia's room and tossed her remaining items

at him. “Thibault, I dare you

from the bedroom, about to hurl a white gift box down. Seeing that, she implored. “Please don't throw7 that! I'll leave. I'll go right now! Just don't throw7,

the gift box. and it crashed onto the ground in the living room. The sound of breaking glass could be heard

liis shirt and took off his prosthetic arm. His sleeve hung loosely as he asked icily,

be. Pursing her lips, she responded stubbornly, “That wasn't entirely my fault.