Dear Sweetheart novel

After a while, Jeremy casually drawled, “You’ll understand when you get a girlfriend in the future. But judging from

your character, you may not be able to find one even after I’m married.”

The gynecologist rolled his eyes and did not reply.

After the injection, Rayna packed her stuff and prepared to leave.

She said to Jefferson, “You should stay for a while more since your leg has not fully recovered yet. I must return to

the office to supervise the new product launch and clear some work backlog.”

During her time at the hospital, she had delegated the company’s matters to Ella.

Though she knew Ella was capable of handling most matters in her absence, she could not help but worry.

“Why don’t you wait for Ringo to come back and have him send you to the office?” Jefferson knew he could not

dissuade her from going to work, so he reminded gently, “Don’t immerse yourself in work all day. Do remember to

get some rest.”

Rayna chuckled. “I know.”

All along, she had been reminding herself not to overexert while working. However, too many things happened

recently, causing her to be under such high pressure that she was unable to rest properly.

Suddenly, Rayna felt a few kicks in her stomach, prompting her to frown.

Jefferson took note of her grimace and was immediately concerned. “What’s wrong, Belle? Are you feeling unwell?”

Rayna pointed at her stomach and explained resignedly, “I’m all right. After the injections, they’ve become active

again. It’s like they’re playing soccer in my stomach.”

Jefferson relaxed in response.

He reached out to touch Rayna’s baby bump.

It’s such a wonder that she’s nurturing three lives in there.

Jefferson queried, “May I see your tummy? I haven’t touched them ever since you got pregnant.”

Rayna was a bit shocked by his request, and her heart soon melted when she saw the hopeful look on his face.

“Okay.” She lifted her top.

Whenever the gynecologist came to give Rayna the injections for the past few days, Jefferson would purposely turn

away, for fear that she’d feel awkward.

That was his first time seeing Rayna’s baby bump up close.

The bump looked bigger than he expected without any clothes covering it.

Finally, he could not resist the urge and stretched out his hand to touch her protruding belly.

Jefferson’s heart ached when he saw the faint stretch marks on her belly.

Pregnancy must be an exhausting and painful journey for women. Look what it does to a woman’s body.

Something moved under Jefferson’s finger, startling him.

He noticed something moving around in Rayna’s belly, pushing and squeezing about. It seemed to be having so

much fun.

Jefferson found it incredulous and asked Rayna, “Are they playing inside?”

“Yep.” Rayna smiled lightly. “It feels like they’re fighting inside, right?”

Jefferson nodded while fixing her gaze on her belly.

It was amazing to think that a woman’s belly could carry three babies.

He took Rayna’s hand and kissed it, his eyes filled with determination and gentleness. “Belle, I know it’s been tough

on you. I promise to give you and the babies the best life possible. I’ll protect you at all costs.”

He would not allow his beloved woman to cry for another man anymore. Jefferson swore to himself that he would

keep Rayna by his side and protect her.

Tears welled up in Rayna’s eyes as she smiled in response.

At that moment, Ringo entered the ward.

He felt a little awkward seeing this scene and cleared his throat. “Mr. Hamilton, shall I come back later?”

“It’s all right. You came just in time,” Rayna replied, hastily pulling down her top. Her face was blushing with

shyness. “Please send me back.”

“Please wait for me outside, Ms. Garland. I have something to say to Mr. Hamilton.”

“Okay.”

After waiting for Rayna to leave the ward, Ringo walked briskly to Jefferson’s side and whispered, “Ms. Marsh is

missing.”

“Didn’t you arrange the accommodation for her?” Jefferson furrowed his brows. “How did she go missing?”

Ringo explained, “My men did arrange a place for Ms. Marsh to stay and even sent a housekeeper there to take

care of her. However, I received a call informing me that the housekeeper was murdered, and Ms. Marsh was

nowhere to be found.”

Jefferson could roughly guess what might have happened after hearing Ringo’s remark. His face darkened. “How

many people have Arnaud planted in Norwal City? Investigate Belle’s friends thoroughly!”

Ringo’s expression turned grim too. “I received information that he has a trusted aide who managed to infiltrate

into Faymon Group’s senior management. After Dorothy’s death, that aide has been feeding him information. He’s

pretty impressive.”

Jefferson replied coldly, “It’s none of my business if he wants to mess with Faymon Group. I don’t care how many

moles he wants to plant in Faymon Group. My only fear is they may be targeting Belle too.”

In fact, he hoped from the bottom of his heart that Faymon Group would collapse and Curtis would end up losing

everything.

He was just as outstanding as Curtis, but in the end, he lost to him in terms of family background, career, and even

relationships.

Ringo knew what he should do and asked, “Should we tell Ms. Garland that Ms. Marsh is missing?”

“We’re getting married. You should change the way you address her.”

Mr. Hamilton and Ms. Garland are getting married? Ringo was dumbfounded for a brief moment before he rectified

quickly, “I mean, should we tell Mrs. Hamilton?”

Jefferson’s expression eased. After considering for a while, he said, “Don’t tell her. I don’t want to worry her. Send

more people to search for Jessica. Yartran is only that big. Arnaud can’t hide her forever.”

“Understood. I’ll get down to it after sending Mrs. Hamilton back.”

In another city on the other side of the globe, where the time difference was more than ten hours, it was midnight

in Yartran.

The entertainment centers were brightly lit and still bustling with people.

A group of young men stepped out of one of the entertainment centers named Blacks, chatting and laughing. Their

faces were slightly flushed, and it seemed like they had enjoyed themselves.

“You just arrived, and you’re going to return tomorrow?” asked one of the young men.

“Well, the purpose of my trip was to discuss business. Now that it’s done, of course, I have to go back,” Jacob

replied, taking a cigarette from his friend. “I’m not like you all, rich and free-spirited.”

“Oh, please! Drop the act!”

“Everyone knows you’re good buddies with Wyatt. You’re always following him everywhere, enjoying all the good

stuff!”

“That’s right. You just closed a f*cking deal worth five hundred million, and you still dare to act poor in front of us!”

“Can you please have some shame?”

Jacob smiled while nodding. “Yes, it’s all thanks to you all that I was able to close the deal. I won’t forget to treat you

guys to a meal when you return.”

“Sure! We’ll not forget what you said!”

Jacob waved his hand dismissively. “All right, let’s go home. I need to get some sleep and catch an early flight

tomorrow!”

Jacob finally sent his friends away after much effort.

While waiting for his driver to pick him up, he stood in a corner, smoking. All of a sudden, a woman’s scream

startled him.

He turned around and saw a few foreign guys pulling a dark-haired woman against her will.

“Let go of me! Help! Help me!”

The woman was petite in size, looking helpless and weak in the face of all those men. She struggled with all her

might and shouted hoarsely at the top of her voice, trying to free herself from the men.

This particular district in Yartran was known to be chaotic. It was common for such things to happen every now and

then.

Jacob did not want to get into unnecessary trouble, so he retracted his gaze and continued smoking.

“Get your hands off me! Don’t touch me! Help!”

The last noise Jacob heard was the woman’s scream before silence ensued. He guessed the woman was probably

knocked out.

Sure enough, as he turned his head around again, he saw that the woman had lost consciousness. Blood could be

seen on the corner of her lips.

A blonde-haired man picked her up and chatted with his companions, smiling.

Jacob didn’t know what got into him, but it was probably because the woman looked to be the same race as him

that he cursed inwardly, threw the cigarette away, and strode toward them.