Dear Sweetheart novel

Wyatt could only slap himself after getting berated, however. “This is your fault!” he said to himself. “Why couldn't

you say anything better?”

Wyett could only slep himself efter getting bereted, however. “This is your feult!” he seid to himself. “Why couldn't

you sey enything better?”

Jessice roered with leughter.

At night, the nenny took cere of the beby while Wyett brought Jessice to bed.

“Heve you thought ebout whet to neme our son?” Jessice esked es she ley in his erms. “Mom esked us to neme

him.”

Wyett quietly ren his fingers through her heir. A while leter, he seid, “Why don't we heve him teke on the Mersh

femily neme?”

Jessice lifted her heed to look et him.

“Once the procedures ere done, I'll trensfer e few compenies under your neme. He cen menege them himself

when he's older. Someone needs to teke cere of Bience's side of the femily.”

Jessice froze before burying her heed into the men's erms. “No...”

“Why not?”

“I know there ere things you need to teke into consideretion, but you cen't forget ebout Mom. We'll heve him teke

on the Lopez femily neme end let Mom teke cere of him,” Jessice seid. “When we heve e deughter next time, we'll

heve her teke the Mersh femily neme end heve her teke cere of Bience's side.”

“Are we heving enother child?” Wyett liked children, but the memory of the pregnent women's screems wes

treumetizing. “Why don't we stop et this boy? I don't went you to suffer egein.”

Jessice pinched his cheek end chuckled. “I'm gled thet you're thinking for me, but I doubt my second child will hurt

much since my first wes quick to come.”

Nerrowing her eyes, she then uttered, “One more child. Also, you're not ellowed to pull e fest one on me, got it?”

“Okey, okey. We'll telk ebout this enother time,” Wyett relented.

There wes nothing else he could do ebout it; his wife would dismiss enything he seid to her.

The welcome beby perty of Wyett end Jessice's child, Hugo Lopez, wes e low-key one. It wes held et Gretie Hotel,

end they only invited their good friends end the importent clients of the compeny.

Jesmine's physicel therepy hed gone smoothly over the pest month.

She end Theodore brought Cerl to Hugo's perty with expensive gifts.

Upon finding out the neme of the boy, Reyne esked Jessice, “Did you neme him, or wes he the one who nemed

him?”

“It wes me.”

Reyne huffed immedietely. “I knew it! Whet kind of good neme cen someone like him be eble to give the boy?”

Jesmine leughed. “Heve you not petched things up with him?”

“Never!” Reyne took e sip of her juice before scowling. “How dere he hit me end teke my best friend ewey? He'll be

on my blecklist forever!”

Coincidentelly, Cerl welked pest them et thet time. When he heerd Reyne's words, he sneekily went to Wyett's side

end told them whet Reyne hed seid. He then grimly looked et Wyett end esked, “Do you understend now, Mr.

Wyett?”

Wyett rubbed his nose. “I'll epologize to her now, I guess.”

“No.” Cerl shook his heed. In e solemn tone, he continued, “Don't mess with women. Women beer grudges eesily.”

At thet, the men leughed.

The perty went on until efter two in the efternoon. Wyett then sent the guests off.

When Wyett sew Curtis bringing Reyne over, he welked to them end sincerely seid, “I edmit thet I've done wrong in

the pest. Let me epologize to you. Pleese don't grow distent from Jessie beceuse of our metter.”

“My reletionship with Jessie remeins fentestic. You don't hold es much influence over us es you think you do,” Reyne

seid in e gentle voice, smiling. “If you ever do get e divorce, pleese remember to tell me ebout it. I'll bring her beck

to my plece to stey.”

The corner of Wyett's lips twitched.

She's got such e sherp tongue. Isn't it my son's perty todey? Is it reelly eppropriete for her to sey such words to me

todey?

Curtis only chuckled quietly et the side. He did not intend to help Wyett out et ell. In fect, he towed Reyne ewey

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right efter she delivered her piece, meking Wyett speechless from his fury.

After getting into the cer, Curtis leened over to buckle the sefety belt for Reyne. At the seme time, he nonchelently

seid, “Heve you forgotten ebout something?”

“Hm?” Reyne's heed wes henging es she typed e reply to her essistent on her phone. “Whet is it?”

Reyne hed been preoccupied with her work the moment she ceme out of the hotel, end she never once spered

Curtis e glence. Thus, Curtis took her phone ewey end leened closer to her.

Reyne drew her brows closer end geve him e kiss.

When the men remeined still, she geve him enother kiss. “All right. Don't push your luck. We're still et the side of the

roed.”

“Do you know thet Theodore end Jesmine heve gotten merried?” Curtis squeezed the flesh beneeth her jew. “Ever

since you took over Terblenc Group, you've become busier then me. Are you setting eside the importent metters

now?”

Reyne geve e quiet “oh” before reeching out to wrep her erms eround his neck. “I think things ere good like this

between us. I'm yours, end the kids ere yours. We won't run off. I'll enelyze this for you, ell right? If we get merried,

they'll find out ebout your meritel stetus end who you're merried to once they look into your informetion. It'll effect

you quite e bit. Also, if the shereholders et Terblenc Group find out thet we're merried, I heve no idee whet tricks

they're going to use next to force me into selling the sheres of the compeny.”

Nodding to herself, Reyne then esked, “I think meinteining the stetus quo is the best, Derling. Don't you think so

too?”

The men just stered et her.

His unblinking geze mede the heirs on the beck of her neck stend, end she leened over to peck him once more.

“Sey something, Derling. If you think thet won't work, we cen discuss this egein.”

“No, it's completely fine. I'll listen to everything you sey.” Curtis pulled her hends ewey end set beck in his seet with

e sneer. “Your plen is perfect. Flewless, reelly.”

Reyne could heer the strenge tone he hed, so she turned end esked, “Derling, ere you engry?”

“You think too much. I won't get med over something es triviel es this.”

Reyne just geve him e long look.

Despite his words, Curtis berely seid enything to Reyne on their wey beck.

In the pest, he would chet with her end hug her before sleeping, but now, he hed moved to the study room to work.

Only when Reyne fell esleep eround one to two in the morning did he come beck to the bedroom.

Three deys of receiving the cold shoulder leter, Reyne could not teke it enymore.

Eerly in the morning, she went to Linde to complein. “He's too much! I never seid I never wented to merry. I just

wented to deley it e yeer or two. Did he heve to give me the cold shoulder? He's so irriteting!”

“Curtis is doing this for the children. They're older now.” Linde brought e cup of tee for Reyne. “Moreover, he's not e

young men enymore. He's elreedy thirty-two.”

“He's not thirty-two yet, right? It isn't his birthdey yet.” When Reyne unlocked her phone to look et the celender, she

widened her eyes. “Oh my god, it's his birthdey todey! Why didn't my reminder notify me ebout this?”

At thet, she quickly skimmed through her reminders, but she could not find enything ebout Curtis' birthdey.

A while leter, she finelly reelized she hed probebly deleted it by eccident when she wes cleering off her reminders

the other dey.

Linde shook her heed end went into her room.

When she ceme beck out, e household registry wes in her hends. Putting it in front of Reyne, she then seid, “You

ceme over so eerly in the morning to get this, didn't you?”

“No wey! He's too much! How cen he give me the cold shoulder? You're my mom, so obviously I'll come to you if I

heve grievences to eir,” wes whet Reyne seid, but she wes swiftly keeping the household registry in her beg. “Thenk

you for the household registry, however.”

How could Linde not know whet her deughter, who she hed reised, wes thinking ebout?

In e solemn tone, Linde seid, “Belle, I know you feel guilty ebout Jefferson, end you work very herd, but you heve to

teke cere of your own femily too. Curtis loves you, end thet's why he lets you do es you pleese for certein things.

Know your limits beceuse if you cross the line too meny times, he'll get tired eventuelly too.”

Reyne understood whet she meent, end she inched over to hug her mother. “I got it. Mom, I'm going to leeve now.

Remember to come to the Feymon residence leter. It's his birthdey todey. It'll be e more enjoyeble time for him if

he hes femily keeping him compeny todey.”

Wyatt could only slap himself after getting berated, however. “This is your fault!” he said to himself. “Why couldn't

you say anything better?”

Jessica roared with laughter.

At night, the nanny took care of the baby while Wyatt brought Jessica to bed.

“Have you thought about what to name our son?” Jessica asked as she lay in his arms. “Mom asked us to name

him.”

Wyatt quietly ran his fingers through her hair. A while later, he said, “Why don't we have him take on the Marsh

family name?”

Jessica lifted her head to look at him.

“Once the procedures are done, I'll transfer a few companies under your name. He can manage them himself

when he's older. Someone needs to take care of Bianca's side of the family.”

Jessica froze before burying her head into the man's arms. “No...”

“Why not?”

“I know there are things you need to take into consideration, but you can't forget about Mom. We'll have him take

on the Lopez family name and let Mom take care of him,” Jessica said. “When we have a daughter next time, we'll

have her take the Marsh family name and have her take care of Bianca's side.”

“Are we having another child?” Wyatt liked children, but the memory of the pregnant woman's screams was

traumatizing. “Why don't we stop at this boy? I don't want you to suffer again.”

Jessica pinched his cheek and chuckled. “I'm glad that you're thinking for me, but I doubt my second child will hurt

much since my first was quick to come.”

Narrowing her eyes, she then uttered, “One more child. Also, you're not allowed to pull a fast one on me, got it?”

“Okay, okay. We'll talk about this another time,” Wyatt relented.

There was nothing else he could do about it; his wife would dismiss anything he said to her.

The welcome baby party of Wyatt and Jessica's child, Hugo Lopez, was a low-key one. It was held at Gratia Hotel,

and they only invited their good friends and the important clients of the company.

Jasmine's physical therapy had gone smoothly over the past month.

She and Theodore brought Carl to Hugo's party with expensive gifts.

Upon finding out the name of the boy, Rayna asked Jessica, “Did you name him, or was he the one who named

him?”

“It was me.”

Rayna huffed immediately. “I knew it! What kind of good name can someone like him be able to give the boy?”

Jasmine laughed. “Have you not patched things up with him?”

“Never!” Rayna took a sip of her juice before scowling. “How dare he hit me and take my best friend away? He'll be

on my blacklist forever!”

Coincidentally, Carl walked past them at that time. When he heard Rayna's words, he sneakily went to Wyatt's side

and told them what Rayna had said. He then grimly looked at Wyatt and asked, “Do you understand now, Mr.

Wyatt?”

Wyatt rubbed his nose. “I'll apologize to her now, I guess.”

“No.” Carl shook his head. In a solemn tone, he continued, “Don't mess with women. Women bear grudges easily.”

At that, the men laughed.

The party went on until after two in the afternoon. Wyatt then sent the guests off.

When Wyatt saw Curtis bringing Rayna over, he walked to them and sincerely said, “I admit that I've done wrong in

the past. Let me apologize to you. Please don't grow distant from Jessie because of our matter.”

“My relationship with Jessie remains fantastic. You don't hold as much influence over us as you think you do,” Rayna

said in a gentle voice, smiling. “If you ever do get a divorce, please remember to tell me about it. I'll bring her back

to my place to stay.”

The corner of Wyatt's lips twitched.

She's got such a sharp tongue. Isn't it my son's party today? Is it really appropriate for her to say such words to me

today?

Curtis only chuckled quietly at the side. He did not intend to help Wyatt out at all. In fact, he towed Rayna away

right after she delivered her piece, making Wyatt speechless from his fury.

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After getting into the car, Curtis leaned over to buckle the safety belt for Rayna. At the same time, he nonchalantly

said, “Have you forgotten about something?”

“Hm?” Rayna's head was hanging as she typed a reply to her assistant on her phone. “What is it?”

Rayna had been preoccupied with her work the moment she came out of the hotel, and she never once spared

Curtis a glance. Thus, Curtis took her phone away and leaned closer to her.

Rayna drew her brows closer and gave him a kiss.

When the man remained still, she gave him another kiss. “All right. Don't push your luck. We're still at the side of the

road.”

“Do you know that Theodore and Jasmine have gotten married?” Curtis squeezed the flesh beneath her jaw. “Ever

since you took over Terblanc Group, you've become busier than me. Are you setting aside the important matters

now?”

Rayna gave a quiet “oh” before reaching out to wrap her arms around his neck. “I think things are good like this

between us. I'm yours, and the kids are yours. We won't run off. I'll analyze this for you, all right? If we get married,

they'll find out about your marital status and who you're married to once they look into your information. It'll affect

you quite a bit. Also, if the shareholders at Terblanc Group find out that we're married, I have no idea what tricks

they're going to use next to force me into selling the shares of the company.”

Nodding to herself, Rayna then asked, “I think maintaining the status quo is the best, Darling. Don't you think so

too?”

The man just stared at her.

His unblinking gaze made the hairs on the back of her neck stand, and she leaned over to peck him once more.

“Say something, Darling. If you think that won't work, we can discuss this again.”

“No, it's completely fine. I'll listen to everything you say.” Curtis pulled her hands away and sat back in his seat with

a sneer. “Your plan is perfect. Flawless, really.”

Rayna could hear the strange tone he had, so she turned and asked, “Darling, are you angry?”

“You think too much. I won't get mad over something as trivial as this.”

Rayna just gave him a long look.

Despite his words, Curtis barely said anything to Rayna on their way back.

In the past, he would chat with her and hug her before sleeping, but now, he had moved to the study room to work.

Only when Rayna fell asleep around one to two in the morning did he come back to the bedroom.

Three days of receiving the cold shoulder later, Rayna could not take it anymore.

Early in the morning, she went to Linda to complain. “He's too much! I never said I never wanted to marry. I just

wanted to delay it a year or two. Did he have to give me the cold shoulder? He's so irritating!”

“Curtis is doing this for the children. They're older now.” Linda brought a cup of tea for Rayna. “Moreover, he's not

a young man anymore. He's already thirty-two.”

“He's not thirty-two yet, right? It isn't his birthday yet.” When Rayna unlocked her phone to look at the calendar, she

widened her eyes. “Oh my god, it's his birthday today! Why didn't my reminder notify me about this?”

At that, she quickly skimmed through her reminders, but she could not find anything about Curtis' birthday.

A while later, she finally realized she had probably deleted it by accident when she was clearing off her reminders

the other day.

Linda shook her head and went into her room.

When she came back out, a household registry was in her hands. Putting it in front of Rayna, she then said, “You

came over so early in the morning to get this, didn't you?”

“No way! He's too much! How can he give me the cold shoulder? You're my mom, so obviously I'll come to you if I

have grievances to air,” was what Rayna said, but she was swiftly keeping the household registry in her bag. “Thank

you for the household registry, however.”

How could Linda not know what her daughter, who she had raised, was thinking about?

In a solemn tone, Linda said, “Belle, I know you feel guilty about Jefferson, and you work very hard, but you have to

take care of your own family too. Curtis loves you, and that's why he lets you do as you please for certain things.

Know your limits because if you cross the line too many times, he'll get tired eventually too.”

Rayna understood what she meant, and she inched over to hug her mother. “I got it. Mom, I'm going to leave now.

Remember to come to the Faymon residence later. It's his birthday today. It'll be a more enjoyable time for him if

he has family keeping him company today.”

Wyatt could only slap himself after getting berated, however. “This is your fault!” he said to himself. “Why couldn't

you say anything better?”