Dear sweetheart novel (Rayna and Julian) novel Chapter 172

Jason screamed in pain. He let go of Rayna and collapsed onto the ground. Blood dripped from his gunshot wounds as his body twitched uncontrollably.

Curtis wheeled himself quickly into the warehouse to look for Rayna, only to see her lying motionless on the ground, looking dazed and pale. His heart twisted in pain when he saw her condition. Mustering his strength, he lifted her and wrapped her with a blanket.

“It’s okay. Everything’s fine now,” Curtis gently comforted her while caressing her hair. “I won’t let him off the hook.”

Without looking back, Curtis brought Rayna out and left the warehouse.

“You idiot! How dumb can you be!” Alfred was riled by his nephew’s foolishness. He felt as though he would suffer a heart attack anytime from the rising blood pressure. He turned his head toward the housekeeper and hollered, “Get a doctor over quickly!”

Curtis brought Rayna home and carried her to the bathroom. He realized both her hands were limp; her wrists had been dislocated during the incident earlier. He clenched his jaw, wishing he had put a shot straight into Jason’s chest earlier.

“It’ll hurt. Bear with the pain for a bit, okay?” Curtis said.

After locating the disjointed bones in Rayna’s wrists, Curtis shifted them back into their original places in a swift action.

“Ouch!” Startled by the pain, Rayna regained consciousness, her forehead perspiring excessively. She slowly blinked and tried to make sense of the current situation. When she realized she was being held in Curtis’ arms, her eyes grew moist from the relief she felt.

Before that, her mind was blank, and she had no clue about what had happened.

“It’s all right. It won’t hurt anymore.” Curtis kissed her hands gently, without caring that they were covered with filth. Rayna, however, felt embarrassed and quickly withdrew her hands.

Seeing that the bathtub had been filled, Curtis said, “Have a nice relaxing bath. I’ll have someone to get some clothes for you.”

“Don’t leave, please?” Rayna tugged the corner of Curtis’ shirt. After what she had been through, she became a bit paranoid. “J-Just stay here. I’ll…”

She did not want to be left alone.

“Okay,” Curtis agreed. He proceeded to call the housekeeper, his back facing the bathtub the entire time.

Rayna overheard the conversation Curtis had with the housekeeper. Her face blushed when she heard Curtis get all her body measurements right.

How does he know my measurements? I’m overthinking; he must have guessed them.

After she soaked in the bath for a while, Rayna’s stiff body finally relaxed. Looking at the faint red marks on her chest, she felt overwhelmingly disgusted, making her nauseous.

Curtis could hear that Rayna was feeling unwell. He clenched his fingers but did not want to overreact.

He asked softly, “Are you hurt?”

“No.” Rayna took a deep breath and tried to calm down. She did not want Curtis to worry about her. “Mr. Faymon, how did you find me?”

“All thanks to your brother,” Curtis replied. “Your brother called you, and the housekeeper answered the call. When the housekeeper couldn’t find you at the pond, she passed the phone to me.”

“Looks like my plan was successful.” Her heart shuddered as she looked at the ring on her finger. “To think I almost didn’t wear it and wanted to leave it at home… It saved my life.”

“What is it? Can I take a look?”

Rayna stretched out her hand so that Curtis could see the ring. “My brother gave me this ring. I don’t know what modification he did to it. He asked me to tap it if I’m in danger.”

The ring looked no different from a normal ring. In fact, it looked like it was made of inferior quality.

Curtis stared at the ring for a while and suddenly recalled the phone call with Rayna’s brother. The voice seemed vaguely familiar.

“What’s your brother’s name?”

“James Griffith,” Rayna answered, feeling puzzled. “Why do you suddenly ask my brother’s name?”

Curtis took out his phone and showed Rayna a photo. “Is that him?”

The youth in the photo was undoubtedly James. It looked like an identification picture. He had a solemn expression.

“Yes, that’s my brother.” Rayna was a little shocked. She looked up at Curtis. “M-Mr. Faymon, why do you have a picture of my brother? Don’t tell me…”

She was slightly flustered, and her thoughts began to run wild.

Seeing her stammering nervously, Curtis burst out laughing. He cupped the back of her head with his hand and pulled her close to him. “Do you want to test my sexual orientation?”

Curtis’ deep and magnetic voice sounded particularly sexy.

Rayna’s face flushed redder as she felt Curtis’ breath. “I-I think there’s no need for that.”

Curtis chuckled lightly, amused at her reaction. From the corner of his eye, he could see the faint red marks on her chest. His gaze turned dark, and a glint of murderous intent flashed across his eyes.

“Enjoy your bath.” Curtis gently stroked her hair. “We’ll settle those matters when you feel better. Even if his father speaks up for him, I won’t let him off.”

Rayna felt uneasy. “Why don’t we—”

“No way. I know what you’re thinking,” Curtis interrupted her coldly. “I’ve already given him a chance. Rayna, even if the Faymon family is torn apart, it has nothing to do with you.”

Rayna could only nod her head.

She knew she could not change Curtis’ mind, but she feared he might go overboard and cause his relationship with the Faymon family members to sour. She planned not to pursue it further. However, since Curtis was bent on seeking justice for her, she had no reason to insist on being a saint.

Besides, given her personality, she would not forgive Jason either.

Remembering that Curtis had not answered her earlier question, she asked again, “Mr. Faymon, you haven’t told me how you came to know my brother and why you have his photo.”

“I had him do something for me previously.” The sister-brother relationship between Rayna and James was new information to Curtis. He guessed that Rayna probably did not know what James had been involved in, so he gave a vague answer.

“He’s just a student. What can he help you with?” Curtis’ vague reply stirred Rayna’s curiosity further.

Curtis turned his gaze toward Rayna’s ring and did not say anything.

“Oh, I get it,” Rayna concluded based on Curtis’ reaction. “My brother has always been interested in this kind of stuff. He excelled at natural sciences during high school. I always thought he would become a scientist in the future and contribute to society. Mr. Faymon, he’s very busy with his schoolwork, so please be lenient with him.”

She continued after a slight pause, “I hope you can promise me something. If he comes to you with an ambitious idea, please don’t indulge him! Our family is not short of money, and I don’t expect him to be a high achiever too. I only want him to lead a carefree life.”

Curtis became curious. “Ambitious idea? For example?”

Rayna explained, “You know boys his age can be very eager at times. Especially if he gets to know Cillian, I fear he will have thoughts of joining the military or becoming a bodyguard. I won’t be able to have peace of mind if he decides to head in that direction.”

Curtis chuckled.

You really have no clue what your brother is doing. Not only does Cillian know your brother, but he also has to call him boss!

Rayna became confused when she saw Curtis laughing. “Mr. Faymon, did I say something wrong? Why are you laughing?”

“Nothing’s wrong. I just felt that it’s tough on you, being an older sister,” Curtis replied while trying to suppress his laughter. “You worry about your brother all day, fearing he might go astray.”

“Well, hasn’t he already?” Rayna lamented as thoughts of James’ sexual orientation came to mind. “I don’t understand why he’s not interested in any of the adorable girls around him. I don’t know how to tell my mother about this. Speaking of which, I used to dislike Ms. Winton. But looking at my brother now, I thought she might be a good fit for him. By the way, Mr. Faymon, Ms. Winton seems to have someone she likes.”

Curtis raised his brows. “Really? How come I’m not aware of that?”

“That’s because I’m the one she approached, not you!” Rayna rolled her eyes at Curtis, resting her chin on her palm. “She looked for me twice, and each time she threw me a check, telling me to break off with someone called Gray Wolf. She even said it was shameless of me to be in a relationship with someone much younger.”

Rayna sighed before continuing, “I found it to be so absurd. I don’t even know who this other boyfriend is. Afterward, I thought about it and guessed Ms. Winton most probably likes someone. But the person doesn’t feel the same way and decided to use my name as a shield. That must be why Ms. Winton misunderstood and came to find me. Besides, who would call himself Gray Wolf? Isn’t that weird?”

“She really said that to you?” Curtis asked.

Curtis had been wondering why Kristie had suddenly stopped clinging to him. After listening to Rayna’s story, he understood why—Kristie had found a new target.