Dear Sweetheart novel

Upon leaving the office, Rayna hailed a taxi and headed straight home.

When she arrived at Kristie’s door, she was struck by a dizzy spell that forced her to hold on to the wall for support.

Only then did she manage to press the doorbell after much effort.

Soon, someone came to open the door.

“Rayna!” Kristie supported Rayna at once when she saw how pale the latter looked.

“I’m fine,” Rayna reassured her as both of them walked through the door.

Carl came up to her with a cup of warm water and a dejected look on his face. “I’m sorry, Ms. Rayna, for being of

no help at all. I could only stand idly by and watch you get taken away by the police.”

Giving his hair a tousle, Rayna consoled him in a gentle tone, “Don’t think that way. Look, I’m fine now, am I not?”

She asked Kristie next, “What happened to Jessie?”

“She panicked upon learning of your arrest through the news. When I failed to get hold of Curt, she contacted Vivi

instead, hoping to speak to her directly. I wanted to go with her, but she refused. After spending the entire day

outside, she finally returned at night saying that Vivi had decided to withdraw the lawsuit.”

Rayna was jolted by the revelation as the truth became clear to her.

“And here I was wondering why Vivi withdrew the lawsuit. It turned out…” Bitterness began to fill Rayna’s heart.

She had assumed that it was Curtis who had helped her from the shadows, but it turned out to be Jessica.

After suppressing her turbulent emotions, Rayna asked anxiously, “Where is she now?”

“I have no idea.” Kristie shook her head. “The following day, her face drastically changed when she received a call.

She left in such a hurry that she didn’t even change her shoes. When she finally returned in the evening, she looked

terrible and was covered in blood. She handed me a phone and a ward number in General Hospital with the

instructions to check in there every three days. After that, she left so quickly that neither myself nor Carl could stop

her.”

Rayna caught her breath as panic began to set in. “When did this happen? Did she not come back ever since?”

“This was three days ago.”

“Did she not tell you where she was going?”

“She told me she was going back to her old place when I asked. She even asked you to help her take care of the

person in the hospital on her behalf. Rayna, didn’t she stay with you before this? Does she have another home in

Norwal City?”

Her old place?

Thinking about Jessica’s condition, her relative in the hospital, and the words she said to Kristie before she left,

Rayna figured Jessica must have run into Wyatt while she was out.

She sprang up from the couch with her brows tightly furrowed. “Kristie, give me the ward number.”

However, the moment she got on her feet, her head began to swoon and her limbs felt wobbly.

“Rayna”—Kristie helped her back to her seat—”your body has reached its limit. Why don’t you rest a little first?

After all, you headed straight to the office upon being released from the police station.”

“I’m fine. I can rest in the car.” Rayna struggled back up. “I’m really worried about Jessie.”

If she hadn’t taken the risk of going out in order to help me, Wyatt wouldn’t have found her.

At that moment, Carl held her hand tightly, showing strength that was beyond his small stature. With a serious

expression, he said, “Ms. Rayna, we understand that you’re worried, but you and the babies need rest too.”

Kristie asked quizzically, “What baby?” Noticing the small bump in Rayna’s abdomen, she gasped. “Rayna, you’re

pregnant?”

“Aunt Kristie, stop being so dramatic. Just keep an eye on her,” Carl instructed as he slipped away to give the doctor

a call.

“Rayna, this is too much! How could you not tell me you’re pregnant?” Kristie watched over Rayna as she pouted in

anger. “Even that brat knows about it!”

“There was just so much going on that I forgot to tell you.”

“I don’t believe you!” Kristie let out a snort. “You must be worried about me telling Curt about it.”

Rayna was rendered speechless by the response.

Despite the clueless look on her face, she’s still one sharp girl.

Knowing that lying was not an option, Rayna grunted in acknowledgment before explaining flatly, “I broke up with

him a long time ago. Besides, the children aren’t his.”

With a blank look on her face, Kristie couldn’t help but ask, “W-Whose are they?”

“I’m thirsty. Can you get me a glass of water?” Rayna handed the glass to Kristie. “Oh, and get me something to

eat.”

“Rayna, you haven’t answered my—”

“I’m feeling dizzy.” Rayna massaged her temple with a grimace on her face.

Kristie refrained from pressing on with her questions as she hurried off to the kitchen to get some water and

snacks.

By the time she returned and hoped to find out more, Rayna had preempted her by swiftly changing the topic.

In the end, the question simply slipped off Kristie’s mind.

Twenty minutes later, the doctor arrived.

As Carl mentioned over the phone that the patient was pregnant, Kristie’s personal doctor had sent a gynecologist

over.

She started out by asking her a few basic questions.

After scrutinizing her face, she put on her gloves and asked, “How many months are you into the pregnancy? Do

you feel any discomfort in your stomach?”

“It’s about five months now,” Rayna replied. “I don’t feel any discomfort, but it does hurt a little when the babies

kick me.”

“Lift up your top for me to check.”

Upon hearing the gynecologist’s instructions, Carl quietly step out of the bedroom, for he was too embarrassed to

stay.

Rayna complied and revealed her porcelain white abdomen.

The gynecologist began feeling around her sides. After a brief observation, she asked, “How many?”

“Triplets.”

“What!” Kristie’s eyes opened wide as she stared at Rayna’s stomach. “How can three babies fit inside such a small

space?”

Even the gynecologist was shocked, but she regained her composure quickly. “Your stomach is indeed small at five

months… But it’s probably related to your body constitution. What do you usually eat?”

“I’m not a picky eater, but I do avoid unhealthy food.”

The doctor nodded in response. “How often do you go for a checkup? Are you on any medication?”

“I go for a monthly checkup and only take medications prescribed by the doctor.” The gynecologist’s detailed

questions caused Rayna to frown. “What is it? Is there something wrong with the babies?”

“Not at all,” the gynecologist replied. “They are very healthy. All you need to do is watch what you eat. As for the

labor suppressants, there’s no need to continue them. Also, remember not to tire yourself out.”

At that moment, Rayna heaved a sigh of relief. “Okay, thank you. I get nervous whenever doctors ask me plenty of

questions. I’m just worried that I’m not taking good care of the babies.”

“Well, everything is fine. I’ll be on my way now.”

“Let me walk you out, doctor,” Kristie offered as she helped the doctor pack.

Upon arriving at the door, the gynecologist lowered her voice and asked Kristie, “Ms. Winton, I know who she is and

that she has gone out with Mr. Faymon before. In that case, is she carrying—”

“I’m just as clueless as you are,” Kristie answered ambiguously, worried that the doctor would gossip. “You’d better

not forget who you’re working for and remember to keep your lips sealed!”

“Yes, yes.”

Knowing who Kristie was to Curtis, the doctor naturally didn’t dare inquire any further.

When the gynecologist returned to the hospital for the night shift, she ran into Kristie’s personal doctor in the

corridor, where both of them greeted each other.

Kristie’s doctor asked, “How did your examination go? Who’s the pregnant lady staying with Ms. Winton?”