Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 510

Curtis said coldly, “Help me find out who bought that pink diamond.”

“I’m sorry. I don’t have the authority to do so. Please hold on.”

A minute later, the shop manager came to talk to Curtis.

Since Curtis was an important customer of the brand, the manager did not dare to make any delays in his request. After looking into it quickly, the manager informed, “Mr. Faymon, the pink diamond was purchased by a man called Jefferson Hamilton.”

I knew it!

Curtis’ expression darkened, and his blood boiled.

He originally wanted to give the diamond to Rayna, and it took six whole months for it to arrive. When he broke up with her, he had no plans to keep it. Hence, he told the manager to sell it when the latter called in order to save himself the heartache when he saw it again.

Still, after all the events that happened, the pink diamond was still purchased by Jefferson and gifted to Rayna.

“Mr. Faymon…” Seeing that Curtis still had not said anything, the manager could not help but ask, “Is there any problem?”

“That’s all,” Curtis uttered coldly and ended the call.

Curtis got busy for a while, yet he could not calm down. Thus, he launched WhatsApp to reply to some messages.

That was when he noticed a heated discussion going on in a group chat.

One big shot said that Rayna was going to his wife’s studio to pick a wedding gown tomorrow.

If Rayna were to wear their wedding gown, they could gain many new customers by riding on the news’ popularity.

Curtis exited to the app’s main page, wanting to send Wendella a text.

However, he hesitated for a moment and opened the chatroom he shared with Kristie.

Around ten o’clock in the morning the next day, Rayna and Jefferson went to a high-end wedding gown studio to pick the wedding gown.

Along the way, she said to Jefferson, “Our marriage is important, but please don’t tell your father about it. We can return to Yartran and hold a wedding ceremony when we’ve settled everything.”

“I know what you’re worried about.” Jefferson squeezed her hand to help her relax. “All I need is you. I won’t bother about their matters.”

Hearing that, Rayna hummed in response, though she was still feeling worried.

Everyone in the country knows of her marriage with Jefferson that was happening soon. Naturally, Arnaud should know about it.

However, Arnaud was being too silent these days, and it made Rayna feel that he was scheming a big plot. She also feared he would tell Boniel about it and stoke the already burning fire in Jefferson’s and Sandy’s relationship.

Ah, hopefully, I’m just overthinking it.

The owner of the studio had already received a call from Rayna yesterday. Knowing Rayna and Jefferson were coming to pick a wedding gown, the owner decided to close the studio partially and not accept any customers for that day.

When the couple arrived, the owner brought them to the second floor.

The second floor was decorated in an Epeanic style, which was very pleasing to the eye. Every wedding gown displayed in the glass cabinets was absolutely beautiful and dreamy.

“Ms. Garland, there is only one gown for each design in our studio. Please feel free to pick anyone you like. We’ll help you alter it if it is necessary,” the owner said with a smile.

Nodding, Rayna said awkwardly, “I’ve gotten a lot fatter recently. It might make the process of picking a gown more troublesome.”

“It’s okay. Just focus on picking the one you like and let us handle the rest,” said the owner.

Rayna felt much at ease to hear that.

After all, every woman wanted to show off their prettiest side in front of the cameras while wearing a wedding gown.

However, Rayna had no choice because she was pregnant.

Moreover, she realized her belly was more obvious ever since she had gotten that jab a week ago. Even loose clothes could barely cover it.

She did not want to walk down the aisle with Jefferson with a big belly.

Just then, she spotted a diamond-studded wedding gown that had a train. She then turned around to ask Jefferson, “Does this look nice? It has quite a lot of diamonds on it. Will it be too fancy?”

“It won’t.” After asking the owner to take the gown out, Jefferson told Rayna, “Try it. I want to have a look.”

The gown was too heavy, which made it hard for Rayna to get into it with her baby bump. Hence, she called the owner into the fitting room to help her out while Jefferson waited outside.

Just as she entered the fitting room, someone arrived on the second floor.

“Mr. Faymon, Ms. Winton, this way.”

Jefferson, who was reading a magazine, subconsciously glanced in the direction when he heard someone mention the words “Mr. Faymon.” The moment he saw an employee of the studio leading Curtis and Kristie over, his pupils constricted.

Why is Curtis here?

“Wow! These gowns are so gorgeous!” The beautiful gowns in the glass cabinets made it hard for Kristie to turn her eyes away from them. Still, she could still ask rationally, “Curt, why did you bring me here?”

“To pick a wedding dress.”

Stumped, Kristie grunted and asked innocently, “I’m getting married? With whom?”

“Who do you think?” Curtis already noticed Jefferson, who was sitting on the couch. The former’s gaze darkened, and he asked Kristie nonchalantly, “Didn’t you always want to marry me?”

As if trying to avoid being the source of gossip, Kristie pulled her hand out of his arms and placed some distance between them. “Jeez. I was too young back then and knew nothing about love. I don’t want to marry you. You’re basically an old man.”

To her horror, Curtis pinched her cheeks and growled, “I’m going to marry you. I’ll kidnap you to a church and get us married there.”

“Ouch! It hurts!” Kristie smacked his hand and warned him, “I’ve got a boyfriend, okay? Don’t be so rude or he won’t let you get away with it.”

“Huh? Since when do you have a boyfriend?”

Kristie snorted. “That’s my private matter. Why should I tell you? My boyfriend, James, is incredible. He’s undefeatable!”

When Curtis found out who the boyfriend was, his expression turned as grim as death.

He did not expect it to be James.

“Stop talking about him! If I hear his name one more time, I’ll make sure you two won’t ever get to see each other for the rest of your life,” Curtis threatened coldly.

His words shocked Kristie. “Curt, you—”

Curtis instantly shot her a cold, warning look, which made her cower and shut her mouth.

Seeing the employee walking over with the duo, Jefferson rose from the couch and greeted, “Hello, Mr. Faymon.” NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

“Hello, Mr. Hamilton.” Curtis shook Jefferson’s hand politely before quickly releasing it. “What a coincidence,” he added with an indifferent expression.

With a warm smile, Jefferson responded, “It is. I’m getting married at the end of this month, so I’ve brought my fiancée to pick a wedding gown. I wasn’t expecting to see you here. Is this young lady here getting married?”

Curtis hummed a response and pushed Kristie to the employee. “Take a look and see which one you like.”

Kristie recognized who Jefferson was.

After all, it was a big deal when Rayna announced her marriage to the media. Hence, it was hard for Kristie to not notice it.

Now that she saw Jefferson there, Kristie was sure that the person trying on the wedding gown was Rayna. Of course, she was no fool. Naturally, she figured out Curtis’ purpose for bringing her to the studio.

Tsk, tsk. Looks like Curt still cares for Rayna.

“Uh, I’ll go pick a gown then.” Kristie chuckled discreetly and went off with the employee to pick a gown.

Curtis and Jefferson were the only ones left waiting in the lounge.

Both men had long legs and an incredible aura. They looked no different from top models while standing there. Yet, neither of them spoke.

The calm atmosphere gradually changed.

“Mr. Hamilton, your wife has finished changing into the gown,” said the owner, breaking the tense atmosphere.

Immediately, the two men turned around at the same time and saw Rayna stepping out of the fitting room in the wedding gown.

The chandelier’s light shone on her fair and smooth skin, which made her look as if she was glowing.

Since the train was too long, she grabbed the hem with both hands and walked out carefully. At the same time, there was a smile on her pink, moist lips. At that moment, she looked like a blissful bride about to enter the wedding hall.

“The train is so heavy,” Rayna complained while lifting her head. “Jefferson, how do I look—”

The moment she noticed another man was standing beside Jefferson, the sentence halted in her throat. Even the smile on her face froze.