Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 122

Chapter 122 I Have Fallen For Her

“F*ck. That’s not the same!” Wyatt retorted. “You know what Kristie’s like! She clings to anyone who treats her well. Besides, there’s no way Theodore has romantic feelings for her. I’m willing to bet my life on that!”

Alas, it wasn’t long before his confidence deflated. “Do you think Theodore—”

“There are some things you’re better off not knowing. Otherwise, you’d only stir up trouble,” Jeremy explained, determined not to tell Wyatt the truth since he knew what the latter was like. “If you’re bored, you can always drop by the nearest church to pray for Curtis’ recovery.”

“Argh! How would I know anything if you refuse to tell me? Besides, you’re older than me. Shouldn’t you take the lead to pray for Curtis?”

Before Jeremy could reply, a lady walking hastily with her head down bumped into Wyatt’s arm and staggered several steps backward.

“Miss, must you be in such a rush? You’re already at the hospital, aren’t you?” Wyatt scolded as his gaze fell on the woman before him. Oh, wow, she’s short. I think she’s only a few inches over five feet…

Just as he was about to poke fun at her, the woman met his eyes, looking somewhat dazed as she rubbed her forehead.

Almost immediately, Wyatt gasped and felt his heart skip a beat.

“Oh, did I bump into you? I’m so sorry. I’m in a hurry to fetch someone,” Jessica replied while apologizing profusely. She rushed to the hospital as soon as she heard what happened to Rayna and had to admit she wasn’t paying much attention to her surroundings.

Like a gentleman, Wyatt quickly cleared his throat and smiled. “It’s okay. I—”

“I don’t have any cash right now, so please accept this milkshake as my apology. Bye!” Jessica added before pulling out a cup of milkshake from her bag and putting it in Wyatt’s hand. With that, she hurriedly walked away and entered the hospital.

Unfortunately, everything happened so fast that Wyatt didn’t even get a chance to ask Jessica for her WhatsApp.

As he watched her retreating figure, all he could think of was how she had looked at him earlier. Ah… This milkshake may be cold, but it sure warms the cockles of my heart.

The next second, Wyatt turned to Jeremy in dead earnest. “To tell you the truth, I think I’ve fallen for her.”

“I figured as much. It’d be odd if you didn’t find a new lady to drool over every other week,” Jeremy scoffed before striding off. “You can stay here and continue daydreaming if you like.”

Chuckling, Wyatt clutched his milkshake and ran after Jeremy. “Since we’ll be stationed at Norwal City, I’m sure there will be plenty of chances to bump into her again. Besides, Kristie’s buying us supper. There’s no reason to turn down a free meal!”

Back in the hospital, Rayna was finally getting her injury checked out by the doctor. She had gashes on her right shoulder from shards of glass, and having been drenched in the rain didn’t help either since it turned the wounds even paler and gnarlier. After cleaning the wounds and applying some ointment, the doctor prescribed Rayna a couple of boxes of oral medication.

With that, Jasmine accompanied the latter to collect her prescription.

“Please don’t blame yourself, Ms. Garland. I’m sure Curtis wouldn’t want to see you like this,” Jasmine comforted when she saw how distraught and dejected Rayna was.

“I know. It’s just…” Rayna mumbled before her voice trailed off. Every time she recalled the sight of a bloodied Curtis, she got so choked up that words failed her.

If Curtis hadn’t shielded me with his body, his legs wouldn’t have gotten crushed…

“I know Faymon Group has set up a new department, and Curtis transferred you there to be the new manager,” Jasmine said smilingly. “That shows how much he trusts you. By the way, don’t you find it odd that news of the accident was immediately reported after it occurred?”

Rayna narrowed her eyes at the thought of that.

Of course, I found it odd. I already felt something was off when the Faymon family rushed to the hospital. After all, the road we were on didn’t have much traffic, and not everyone knew who Curtis was. Even with Curtis being sent to the hospital and the police surveying the accident scene, news of the crash should only be out in the morning at the earliest. Alas, we had barely stepped into the hospital when we learned the accident had already been reported on television. I’m sure someone must have orchestrated the accident, or they’re planning something even more sinister in secret…

Jasmine gently patted Rayna’s shoulder. “Don’t worry, Ms. Garland. Now that Curtis has me to take care of him, I shall leave Faymon Group in your hands. Please don’t let him down.”

Despite feeling a wave of emotions inside her, Rayna nodded. “All right.”

Most of the Faymon family members have already found out about Curtis’ condition, and I’m sure the news will make the morning headlines. I need to make the necessary preparations as soon as possible.

All of a sudden, Jasmine’s phone rang.

After glancing at the caller ID, she pursed her lips and excused herself to a corner to take the call.

“No, I can’t go back these few days. I have matters to take care of.”

“Okay. I’ll leave it to you.”

Since the two ladies weren’t very far apart, it wasn’t hard for Rayna to overhear Jasmine’s words. What was surprising, though, was how Jasmine seemed to have intentionally spoken in a cold, unfeeling tone. Her expression, however, remained mellow as always.

Before Rayna’s mind could wander any further, Jessica suddenly appeared and ran up to her. “Nana! Are you okay?”

The latter looked her friend up and down and finally breathed a sigh of relief when she realized Rayna only had bandages on her shoulder. “I was so worried about you when I heard from the news that the car was totaled. It nearly scared me to death!”

Rayna chuckled. “Didn’t I tell you to stay in the waiting hall? Why have you come here?”

“Can you blame me for fretting over you? I asked the nurse where you were and rushed over immediately,” Jessica replied as she glanced at Jasmine, who was still on the phone. “Hmm. She looks familiar, doesn’t she?”

“That’s Mr. Faymon’s fiancée.”

Upon hearing that, Jessica slapped her forehead. “Oh, right! She’s the precious daughter of the Sanders family. I’ve read about her in the papers! What’s she doing here, though? By the way, how’s Mr. Faymon? Is he okay?”

Rayna’s gaze instantly darkened, but despite the overwhelming pain, she decided to tell Jessica everything. Like her, the latter was so shocked that she was at a loss for words. However, just as she was about to say something, Jasmine rejoined them.

“Ms. Sanders, I’d like to introduce you to my colleague, Jessica Marsh,” Rayna piped up.

Jasmine and Jessica quickly exchanged polite nods before the former added, “I was still worried about letting you leave alone and wanted to send you home. But now that your friend is here to accompany you, I can finally put my mind at ease.”

“In that case, I’ll leave Mr. Faymon to you.”

“No problem.”

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Jasmine returned to Curtis’ ward while Rayna and Jessica left the hospital.

On their way home, Jessica finally blurted out what she had wanted to say earlier. “Don’t you think this whole incident is odd? Mr. Faymon is the backbone of the Faymon Group, and news of his accident would undoubtedly affect the company’s share prices. Shouldn’t the Faymon family have stopped the report from getting published as soon as they learned about it? How did the accident still make it to the news?” ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

“Well… Who do you think would benefit from the news getting leaked?”

Jessica frowned as she fiddled with her glasses. Within seconds, the realization dawned on her, and she stared wide-eyed at Rayna.

Rayna merely nodded in acknowledgment.

“I’ve always thought something fishy was going on inside Faymon Group, but who knew…” Jessica muttered. “Why don’t you take this chance to recuperate at home and avoid their family’s internal conflict? You’ve already divorced Julian, so technically, their family matters are out of your hand. Moreover, you aren’t a company shareholder. Why work yourself to death for them?”

“How can I not when Mr. Saunders, Mr. Grant, Ms. Sienna, and Brooklyn are all eyeing to take over the company? Faymon Group will be done for if I don’t lend a helping hand.”