Dear sweetheart novel (Rayna and Julian) novel Chapter 522

I merely regarded Rayna as fragile, wishing to keep her safe by constraining her within my circle of protection. Never had it crossed my mind to tell her whatever I’d done and face everything together.

Propping a hand against his forehead, Jefferson gave a bark of self-deprecating laughter. “A single mistake led to countless more mistakes down the road. Well, it turned out that I lost to you in this aspect.”

If I could turn back time to return to when we got acquainted and cast my concerns aside, would we have ended up together instead?

At that precise moment, a knock sounded on the private room door.

A server stepped in and handed the small box in his hand to Curtis. “Here’s the item you requested, Mr. Faymon.”

“Thank you.” Curtis slid the box over to Jefferson. “In it is the plant capable of regenerating cells I obtained from that village in Tyrandas when I went there with Rayna back then. Its research has succeeded.”

Jefferson gaped at him, questioning incredulously, “Didn’t Jeremy’s lab explode and all research specimens get destroyed? Why do you still have it?”

“A total of six stalks of Ixora were preserved, and five were kept at the lab. Jeremy wanted to try out his new equipment, so he took a stalk away,” Curtis explained.

Subsequently, Jefferson opened the box.

A capsule encased with green liquid came into sight, so vivid that it gave off a sense of vibrant life.

“The research was incredibly successful, but this drug has side effects in and of itself. It can only extend your lifespan by thirty to thirty-five years. I think you need it now even if the efficacy is limited.”

At Curtis’ words, Jefferson’s lips turned up. “Thirty years is already a miracle. The lifespan of the average person is merely sixty to seventy years anyway. Considering my condition, living up to fifty years old is God’s grace.”

He then asked, “You could’ve exchanged this drug for the sum of an elderly rich man’s assets and expanded Faymon Group. Why are you giving such a priceless treasure to me?”

Curtis chuckled, his voice solemn and tinged with a hint of gratitude. “As you said, it’s a priceless treasure. Money can’t compare to it. This is my gift of thanks to you for taking such good care of Rayna.”

“I didn’t do it for your sake but because I love her!” Jefferson riposted.

Curtis merely grunted in acknowledgment. “I know, but that doesn’t change the fact that I’d like to thank you. I know she has been searching everywhere for someone to save you. She doesn’t want you to die so early. As such, neither do I.”

Then he glanced at his watch. Seeing that it was already so late, he worried Rayna would really throw a tantrum and refuse to eat.

He stood up from the couch. “I’m going over to her place to look in on her. I’ll have a server send you back later.”

Just when he reached the door, Jefferson’s voice abruptly rang out.

“When Belle woke up in the hospital and learned that she was pregnant, she didn’t want to keep the babies at that time. It wasn’t that she didn’t love them, but she was probably afraid that Arnaud would take advantage of your weakness. By the time I rushed to the hospital, she had already taken an abortifacient. I was the one who jabbed a finger down her throat and forced her to chuck up the pill.”

Enduring the pain within him, the man continued icily, “You should thank me, Curtis. If it weren’t for me getting soft-hearted and going to the hospital to stop her from doing so, your children would’ve long since been gone. There would no longer have been anything linking you both!”

Curtis closed his eyes for a moment before replying in a relatively calm voice, “Thank you. If you want to visit the Faymon residence, you may do so anytime.”

Shortly after, the private room door slammed shut.

Jefferson stared at the green capsule in the box, his thoughts taking a sardonic turn. Curtis and I have always been at odds with each other, but we’ve actually made peace now.

He snickered, his expression stained with excruciating agony. “At the end of the day, I’m still too compassionate…”

I love Rayna, so I didn’t want to see her sad. If I had forcibly taken her to Jetroina back then and forbade her from returning to Norwal City, all this wouldn’t have happened.

Meanwhile, Curtis had a server at the clubhouse drive for him. Worried that Rayna hadn’t any food at her condominium, he even had the server go to the establishment’s kitchen and help prepare a massive bag of groceries for him.

After taking the elevator upstairs, he stood on Rayna’s doorstep with a bag of groceries in his hand and pressed the doorbell.

He heard soft footsteps, but the door remained closed even after some time had passed.

Hmm, it’s likely that she saw that it was me through the peephole, so she’s pretending to be asleep and not hear the doorbell.