Dear sweetheart novel (Rayna and Julian)
Chapter 23
Dear Sweetheart Chapter 23 Send Him To Jail
“Belle, why don’t you say anything? Hmm?” Jefferson smiled as an inexplicable glint fleeted across his eyes. He reached out and tried to grab Rayna’s arm once again.
However, this time, he could not do as he pleased.
A strong arm rested on Rayna’s shoulder as Curtis appeared beside her like a knight in shining armor to rescue her. In an impassive tone, he asked, “She’s my friend. What’s the matter?”
Curtis spared her a glance through the corner of his eyes. He could feel the woman trembling in fear.
Is she afraid of this man?
“Ah, Mr. Faymon,” Jefferson said. He recognized Curtis and adjusted his glasses in a graceful manner. “Pleasure to meet you. I’m Jefferson Hamilton.”
“The pleasure is mine,” Curtis replied. Since the man recognized him, Curtis shook his hand out of courtesy.
Jefferson looked at Rayna, who was staring blankly ahead, and said apologetically, “It’s been two or three years since I last saw Belle. I didn’t expect to bump into her here and wanted to greet her. It seems like I’ve startled her instead.”
Then, Jefferson asked how was Rayna related to Curtis.
Curtis knew that things must be complicated between the two. Just when he wanted to say something, Rayna clutched onto his sleeve tightly and looked at him in an almost pleading manner, and said in a shaky voice, “P-Please take me away…”
“I’m sorry. My friend is not feeling well.” At the thought that he needed Rayna’s help for the business negotiation and her fearful manner right then, Curtis took her right away.
Rayna felt as if her body had been drained of all energy. She was almost dragged away by Curtis. It was apparent that she was utterly terrified. Curtis saw that and carried her out of the revolving door of the hotel.
Jefferson stood grounded on the same spot in a genteel manner. There was still a hint of a smile on his face.
After two long years, he finally found her.
How interesting.
“Mr. Hamilton.” Jefferson’s female companion, who had been waiting for quite some time aside, approached him and circled her arms around Jefferson’s. At the sight of him still looking at the revolving door, she pouted her lips in displeasure.
In a jealous tone, she grumbled, “She’s just another pretty face. Why are you so hung up on her, Mr. Hamilton? Not only do I have a pretty face, but I also know how to make you happy in bed.”
“What did you say?” Jefferson turned around to glance at her and asked in a mild tone.
He appeared to have excellent conduct of himself. However, the fleeting viciousness in his eyes made the woman shudder as she instinctively retracted a few steps back. However, Jefferson reached out to forcefully pinch her chin.
She almost let out a scream.
“Who do you think you are? How dare you compare yourself to her?” Jefferson pressed down harder, almost crushing the woman’s chin. “Not only is she pretty, but she’s also a smart woman who is worth billions. You? You’re nothing but a dumb slut!”
The woman ran out of breath as her legs shook uncontrollably. “M-Mr. H-Hamilton…”
“Get the hell back to Spaunia. Do not show your face in front of me again,” Jefferson snapped as he pushed the woman away without sparing her another glance. He left the hotel, leaving the woman sprawled on the floor as she regretted her reckless remarks.
Oh, shit. I’m done for!
Meanwhile, Curtis carried Rayna to his car. However, she still appeared to be deep in shock—her shoulders were still trembling. He rubbed between his brows as he thought of what happened earlier.
One look at the man and Curtis knew that the man was either loaded, noble, or both.
Why would Rayna know someone like that?
“Rayna, get yourself together.” Seeing that she was still in a daze, Curtis tapped her on her shoulders rather forcefully and said in a low voice, “We’re not at the hotel, and he’s not here. You don’t have to be afraid anymore.”
Rayna lifted her head and her eyes started to come into focus.
She noticed that she was in a car with only Curtis beside her. The suffocating feeling that overpowered her started to dissipate.
Rayna took over the water that Curtis handed her and lifted her head to gulp down two mouthfuls. She felt much better after that. Meanwhile, Curtis sat beside her with crossed legs as he replied to important text messages on his phone.
“That was my… ex-boyfriend,” Rayna muttered after much hesitation. “I knew him when I studied abroad a few years ago. Of course, he’s already introduced himself to you.”
“Go on,” Curtis said. Though he appeared impassive, his tone implied that he was willing to listen to her.
Rayna bit down on her lower lip and continued, “We were really in love. Then, one day, he suddenly became a whole different person and tried to rape, and even kill me. I-I managed to run away and reported him to the police.”
She knew that Jefferson came from a wealthy family and that members of his family were close to the upper echelons of Yartran. Rayna reckoned he could have freed himself if any of his family members tried to. Hence, she did not harbor much hope when she made the police report.
However, she did not expect that Jefferson would gladly accept the one-year imprisonment. When the police arrested him and walked past her, his tone was genteel as ever, telling her to wait for him.
Ever since Jefferson was jailed, Rayna was plagued by nightmares for one whole week. She was terrified that Jefferson might seek vengeance. Hence, she hurried back home and changed her name, and hastily accepted Julian’s pursuit, all in hopes to put this unbecoming past behind her.
She did not expect that Jefferson would find her here after three years.