Dear Sweetheart Chapter 299 Learning To Appreciate âYou canât even get yourself out of bed, so what makes you think you can protect her?â Theodore pulled a chair over and sat on it. âI will be here today. Get some sleep if you donât want to look at my face. Youâll be saving me the trouble too.â
Wyatt kept quiet.
He couldnât care less about Theodore. What he wanted was for Jessica to be here with him!
On the way back to the hotel, Curtis gave Rayna a call. After knowing she was with Jasmine, his tense mood gradually relaxed, though his face remained grim.
Based on the data from Theodoreâs investigation, Jefferson was staying in the same hotel as them. With that, he could guess that the person who hired someone to kill Rayna was none other than Jeffersonâs elder brother, Cyrus.
He didnât know what Jefferson was thinking. However, Cyrus had an extreme personality. Because of his motherâs death and his fatherâs love for Jefferson, he had always hated Jefferson and wanted him dead.
He would be annoyed if anyone got close to Jefferson.
Curtis analyzed the information as quickly as possible and sent a message to Gabriel, requesting him to reinvestigate Cyrus thoroughly.
As soon as he sent the message, the car arrived at the hotel entrance.
He took the elevator to the floor where Jefferson stayed, stood in front of the latterâs room, and smirked while looking at the door.
You really know how to pick a good location. This is directly below Raynaâs room.
Curtis patiently pressed the doorbell twice.
Soon, a faint coughing noise rang out before the door opened, revealing Jefferson covering his mouth. He appeared frail with his pale complexion.
âMr. Faymon.â When he saw Curtis at the door, Jeffersonâs gaze darkened. Although he looked sickly, his dignified composure as a noble was hard to hide. âWhat do you want?â
Curtis replied, âI want to talk to you about my wife, Rayna.â
Jefferson smiled coldly and said, âYou havenât married her yet, but youâre addressing her as your wife already? Mr. Faymon, Iâve heard a lot about you, but I didnât expect you to have such an affectionate side.â
âWell, weâve met each otherâs parents already. Weâre also engaged. All thatâs left is just a marriage certificate,â Curtis replied calmly. âBesides, weâre not that close, so itâs only natural you donât know anything about me, Mr. Hamilton.â
Jefferson frowned upon hearing his words. His anger brought a tightness to his chest, and he hacked twice again, splattering his palm with droplets of blood.
Then, Jefferson clenched his fist, hid it behind him, and turned sideways to let Curtis into his room.
âLetâs talk inside.â
Curtis walked in without hesitation. He entered the living room and saw the bedroom door left ajar on the right. The bedroom was clean and tidy, but there wasnât a suitcase or personal belongings in sight.
He asked Jefferson, âItâs just you? Whereâs that bodyguard of yours?â
âIâm on a vacation. Thereâs no need to be followed all the time.â
Curtis approached with cold eyes and said, âVacation, my foot. Youâre clearly following Rayna. You think youâre clever, donât you?
Well, Cyrus knows your every move.â
Jeffersonâs expression turned grim. âWhat makes you say that?â
âRayna was almost killed in the mall this afternoon,â Curtis immediately replied coldly. âWyatt found a photo of Rayna on one of the attackers and discovered that someone had paid them a hundred million to kill Rayna.
âSheâs new to the business industry and has no enemies. You followed us to Jetroina on the same cruise and are staying in the same hotel. Then something happened to her when she was outside during the afternoon. Coincidence? I think not.â
âHow dare he...â Jefferson muttered while gritting his teeth and clenching his fists even tighter.
Curtis quickly posed another question. âMy trip with Rayna was arranged on a whim, so how did you know about it?â
âMr. Faymon, did you know thereâs something called surveillance cameras? Furthermore, we live in a world with advanced Internet. As long as I have the money, nothing can hide from me.â
âJefferson, you will return to Yartran tomorrow. Donât force my hand.â
âIâll handle this on my ownââ
âNo,â Curtis interrupted indifferently. âHe laid his hands on my wife. I will settle the score with him. Thereâs no need for you to intervene.â
âBut sheâs also my ex-girlfriend.â
Curtis lowered his gaze and stared at the other man menacingly. âAll the more reason for you to stay away from her. Why involve her in your feud with your brother?â
âMr. Faymon, how forgetful can you be?â Jefferson hacked vigorously and mocked, âYouâre in no position to say that about me.
Didnât you drag her into your power struggle so you could reorganize Faymon Group? Indeed, I made a blunder this time.
However, I can say with a clear conscience that Iâve never used her!â
âThat was a mistake I made in the past, and I have learned what is precious to me since, so I wonât let it happen a second time,â
Curtis reassured him. âI will protect her and never let her get hurt again.â
Jefferson smiled painfully. His heartache was almost suffocating. âWe both made mistakes, and weâve had our fair share of regrets. Yet, why are you the only one who was forgiven? In the end, itâs just a matter of timing.â
He coughed strenuously and could hardly stand straight.
Curtis didnât expect to see Jefferson change so much after not seeing him for just a few months. The latter seemed to be dying, and Curtis couldnât help but frown. âWhatâs wrong?â
âItâs an old illness. Iâm fine.â
Curtis didnât question him any further.
Before leaving, he turned to Jefferson and said, âI told Rayna about your family. She said you took good care of her while studying abroad. I promised her I would help you get your hands on the Terblanc family. This is the last time. If she ever gets hurt again because of you, I will make you pay.â
As soon as he finished, he left the room.
Jefferson was taken aback for a few seconds. Daily new chapters upload Only On Alaniniz(dot)com Then, he coughed frantically, and his knees went weak. As he fell to the ground, the pain in his body was so overwhelming that he clawed at the carpet, staining the carpet with the blood he coughed out at the same time.
If he had known that sending Rayna back to Chanaea would make her fall in love with someone else that easily, he would never have let go of her. He would have told her everything and revealed his intentions to her.
However, there was no point in regretting it since there was nothing he could do now.
He could never go back in time. What was lost was lost.
âI still have a little time. It will be enough.â Jefferson looked at his blood on the carpet and grunted. âI must take him away before I die. I wonât let him hurt Belle again.â
Soon, the door was thrown open. Ringo, who had just returned, saw Jefferson on the floor and quickly rushed over to help him to the couch. The formerâs expression was both agonized and worried.
âSir, your body canât hold on any longer. Letâs go back to the hospital.â
âI donât like the smell in the hospital,â Jefferson answered as he turned his head toward Ringo. âDid you go out to secretly contact someone to look for medicine?â
âYes,â Ringo admitted. âIf we had the medicine, you wouldnât have to suffer this much anymore, Sir.â
In a flash, Jefferson smacked him in the face. Coughing violently at the exertion, he began to gasp for air. âDidnât I tell you to leave it? Why didnât you listen to me?â
Ringo straightened his body and remained silent.
âIâm fully aware of my condition. I donât need those medicine anymore. If you dare to act on your own again, I will get rid of you!
Are we clear?â
âSir...â Ringo couldnât understand Jefferson.
He has a chance to live. Why would he reject it?
Faced with Jeffersonâs piercing glare, he could only suppress the words in his heart and hand over the documents he brought back. âThis is a letter from Old Mr. Terblanc.â
Usually, Ringo would never open the letters addressed to Jefferson.