Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 43

Chapter 43 The Ball Strikes The Back Of The Knee

After looking out to the horizon, the smirking Kristie commented, “That’s just the standard of a beginner.”

Wanting to humiliate Rayna, Kristie hit another ball. This time, it flew even further than the first. With sweat beading off her forehead, she was evidently drained by it.

In truth, playing golf depended more on technique than brute strength. The more relaxed one’s arms were, the further one could hit the ball.

Ignoring Kristie’s snide remarks, Rayna adjusted her posture and hit another ball.

This time, the ball flew so far that it seemed to disappear into the horizon.

When Kristie was unable to spot where the ball landed, she sneered, “Hey, did it fall right in front?”

No sooner had she commented than a whistle was heard from afar.

“I-It’s a hole-in-one?” Kristie widened her eyes in disbelief. “It’s rare for me to hit that even after playing for two years. How can a newbie like you achieve it?”

Rayna smiled slightly. “I never said that I didn’t know how to play. That was just your own assumption.”

Kristie stomped her feet in response.

The sound of the whistle indicated that someone had hit a hole-in-one. Naturally, Curtis and his business partners all heard it.

Smiling, one of them commented, “I didn’t expect this lady to be good at golf. In addition, she looks pretty too. Mr. Faymon, which department does she work in? Is she married?”

The man stared intently at Rayna, clearly interested in her.

Curtis, too, was surprised that the graceful Rayna actually knew how to play golf. In response to the inquiry, Curtis curled his lips and replied, “She just got divorced, and her family is in shambles.”

“How can someone not want such a beautiful woman?” Briefly shocked, the man was now further intrigued. “Her name’s Garland, isn’t she? I’m going to chat her up.”

Just as he spoke, he called out to Rayna, “Ms. Garland, are you free to chat?”

Curtis was somewhat upset.

He assumed the man would back off after he made himself clear, but the latter’s interest only deepened. Is he trying to hit on my woman and take her home?

However, Rayna had already come over before Curtis could react.

Given the man’s intense interest in Rayna, his friends simply smiled knowingly. As for Rayna, she had no choice but to chat with him, as it would be rude for her to refuse.

“Ms. Garland, which is the country you would like to visit the most?”

“Danontand.”

“That’s the country of fairytales. I like it very much too. In fact, my maternal grandmother is from Danontand.”

Rayna didn’t know what to say.

“Ms. Garland, did you get your eyes from your mother? They’re beautiful. Your mother must have been a gorgeous woman.”

Rayna eked out a smile. “Yes, I take after my mother.”

“Ms. Garland, when you have the time, let’s travel to Danontand together.” The man pressed on. “When I was little, I stayed in Danontand before. Hence, I know the place very well and can be your guide.”

Rayna was speechless.

Is this guy trying to hit on me?

Without any warning, Curtis spilled his coffee on Rayna, causing her to spring to her feet. Even when doing so, he took care to only wet the bottom of her outfit.

“I’m sorry. My hands slipped,” Curtis apologized. “You should head to the restroom to clean up.”

“In that case, I must thank you, Mr. Faymon.” Rayna smiled through her gritted teeth before leaving for the restroom. Even though she was peeved by Curtis’ method, it did release her from her conversation.

Meanwhile, Kristie was irked by the sight of what happened.

Why is this slut seducing everyone she sees? How did she end up having coffee spilled on her? And she even smiled at Curt after he handed her a tissue?

By the time Rayna came back after cleaning up, Kristie was incensed. Just as she stomped her feet, she accidentally kicked a golf ball which triggered an idea in her head. The next second, she swung her club at the ball.

Golf balls were inherently weighted, and the one hit by Kristie struck Rayna behind the knee.

“Argh!” she exclaimed in pain. As she shuddered, she lost her balance and collapsed to the ground.

Curtis—with a drastic change in expression—sprang to his feet to support her.

“What happened?”

His question was redundant, as the look on Rayna’s face and the rolling golf ball by the side said it all.

“Kristie Winton!” Curtis looked up at the other woman, his face terrifyingly grim. He was evidently furious since he had never yelled her full name before.

“I… I didn’t see where I was hitting.” Tucking her head between her shoulders, Kristie protested innocently, “I didn’t do it on purpose. Besides, it doesn’t look like it hurts much.” © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

“What did you say? Do you want me to give you a taste of your own medicine?” Rayna snapped. If it wasn’t because she couldn’t stand, she would’ve given Kristie a slap.

After all, she had had enough of the latter’s antics.

“Can you stand up?” Curtis tried helping Rayna up.

However, due to the heavy impact from the ball, Rayna’s entire body would hurt terribly the moment she moved a muscle, let alone stand. Consequently, her eyes began to redden.

“Mr. Faymon, you should send her to the hospital. I’m worried that there might be lingering problems if we don’t hurry,” Jonathan anxiously suggested. “I’ll take care of our guests here.”

Cognizant that time was of the essence, Curtis nodded. He then wrapped one hand behind her back and the other underneath her legs before carrying her in his arms. Just as he passed by Kristie, he stopped abruptly.

The anxious Kristie twiddled her fingers. “Curt, I’m sorry.”

“What did I tell you, hmm?” His tone was grave. “You just refuse to listen! Go back and write ‘I’m sorry’ a hundred times! Also, you’re grounded for the next three days. Without my permission, you’re not

allowed to leave the condominium at all!”

“Curt!” Tears were welling up in Kristie’s eyes. “I’ve already admitted my mistake, so please don’t ground me.”

“Go back right now!”

Kristie had never been scolded like that by Curtis before. Frightened by his sullen expression, she burst into tears and sobbed as she ran out of the golf course.

Meanwhile, a minivan was parked in the open-air parking lot with a tall young man leaning against it. Wearing a baseball cap and a short sleeve shirt that revealed his tan skin, he seemed to be resting with his eyes closed.

At the sound of the footsteps, James opened his eyes abruptly.

When he saw that the woman running toward him matched the one in the picture, he opened the back door at once. “Ms. Winton.”

“Shut up!” Kristie bellowed before getting into the vehicle and slamming the door shut herself. If James had reacted any slower, his fingers would have been crushed.

In response, he swore at her under his breath.

He had assumed that standing in for his sick friend as a bodyguard for twenty thousand a month was an extremely good deal. Unexpectedly, it turned out that the person he was supposed to protect was a wilful girl.

“What are you spacing out for? Are you a fool? Drive!” The furious Kristie kicked the door from the inside.

James was speechless.

At the same time, Rayna was trembling in excruciating pain. Gritting her teeth, she couldn’t hold back her tears as they streamed endlessly down, dampening Curtis’ shirt.

Curtis comforted her, “Bear with it a little longer. We’re almost at the hospital.”

Upon arriving at the open-air parking lot, Curtis put Rayna in the back seat of the car. Just as she looked up, she coincidentally caught a glimpse of a minivan driving out of an alley in front of them and the young man who was in the driver’s seat.

Isn’t that James?

As the sight of the familiar face caused Rayna to momentarily forget the pain she felt, she stretched her neck to take a closer look but the vehicle was already gone.

“What is it?” Curtis asked when he noticed her reaction.

Rayna was in too much pain to speak, so she could only manage to shake her head, thinking that she was mistaken. After all, James was studying in a boarding school and should be in class instead of outside.