Dear Sweetheart novel

Dear Sweetheart Chapter 238 Pardon The Intrusion

Wyatt showered Jessica with several more kisses before leaving reluctantly.

The smile on her face gradually dissipated as she gazed after Wyatt, who was driving away from the

residential area into the distance.

Jessica resolutely removed the diamond ring on her finger and discarded it inside her handbag before

entering the condominium.

Rayna had not seen Curtis since that day due to several reasons. First, he’d not replied to her

apologetic text message on WhatsApp.

Secondly, she’d been so inundated with work that the day of Curtis and Jasmine’s wedding had arrived

before she’d known it.

News of the wedding between the Faymon and Sanders families was all over the media portals early in

the morning. It was even the talk of the town in her office.

Rayna feigned ignorance and continued with her work.

She’d received a call from Jessica, who questioned why she’d balked from attending the wedding

ceremony. In the end, Rayna hung up as she couldn’t come up with a satisfactory reply.

Surprisingly, Jessica immediately sought her out, as she would not take her evasion for an answer.

“Why aren’t you going? It’s not as if you owe Curtis anything!” Jessica determinedly pulled Rayna along

to pick an evening gown from a luxurious boutique before heading to a salon to get her hair done.

Jessica began lecturing Rayna on the way to the wedding, “You’ll blind Curtis with your beauty by

attending the ball! Imagine what Jasmine would think if you were absent!”

“What’s the point of all this? Besides, I wasn’t even invited as a guest,” Rayna uttered in exasperation.

“Come on. There’s no reason for him to deny us entry. It’s not as if we’re going to crash his wedding.”

Jessica rolled her eyes. “Wyatt will have a way to admit us if worst comes to worst. He’s probably there

already.”

Rayna pursed her lips.

Even though both parties claimed that it was a marriage of pretense, the announcement was so

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sensational that almost everyone in the country knew of it.

“Are you upset, Nana?” Jessica scooted close to Rayna and hooked her arm through Rayna’s. “Do you

still have feelings for Mr. Faymon?”

“No way.”

“Your expression tells me otherwise.” Jessica was no fool. “However, Mr. Faymon has lied to you time

and time again. I wouldn’t have forgiven him if I were in your stead.”

Rayna laughed. “If so, why do you insist on me attending the wedding?”

“This is another issue altogether. I worry that the reporters would fabricate stories about you feeling

inferior to Jasmine if you weren’t present,” Jessica said heavily.

She enthusiastically showed her phone screen to Rayna. “Take a look. Here are a few potential guys

that I’ve shortlisted. Two of them have their own companies. Why don’t we check them out after the

wedding?”

“I don’t think that’d be necessary.”

“Nonsense! We’ll show Mr. Faymon what an exceptional woman you are who’s pursued by droves of

men!”

Their conversation was interrupted when a car crashed into their taxi. The impact almost threw them off

their seats.

The view outside their car window was dark, as if they were inside a tunnel.

Their taxi was blocked by cars from the front and back. Several burly men exited from the sedan before

them and made their way over like they meant business.

Jessica was still cursing them for being so careless, whereas Rayna had already noticed more men

trickling out from the car behind them. She swiftly hid the ring on her finger as she knew that this did

not bode well.

One of them knocked on the window and ordered harshly once it was lowered, “Ms. Garland, come

with us.”

He sounded like he would tear down the car if she declined.

Jessica panicked at how the situation escalated and held on tight to Rayna’s hand as she got out of the

car. “Let me follow you. I’m afraid—”

“They’re only after me.” Rayna pried herself from her grip and gave her a look.

Jessica caught on and relinquished her.

Although the men appeared tough and fierce, Rayna observed that they were careful not to manhandle

her and Jessica. She placed her hopes on the possibility that they would not commit murder and got in

their car.

Rayna was devising a plan for the men to reveal their intentions when she was smothered by a

handkerchief containing ether. She barely had time to react and could feel her consciousness slipping

further away.

She vaguely heard they were heading to the hospital before succumbing to oblivion.

Once the convoy of black sedans had departed, Jessica urged the taxi driver to their destination while

calling Wyatt to inform him of their emergency.

Wyatt rushed to look for Curtis once he’d ended the call.

The wedding venue was a modest affair, the only guests being members of the Faymon and Sanders

families. Not a single reporter was allowed within the premises. Curtis was impatient and requested the

pastor to bring forward the wedding ceremony.

He checked the time on his watch intermittently while standing in front of the altar in his usual suit and

bowtie. As the marriage ceremony was a fluke, he did not deem it necessary to dress the part of a

bridegroom.

Jasmine arrived shortly with her arm in her father’s as they walked down the aisle.

Everyone was askance.

The couple didn’t seem concerned about their big day in the least, especially the plainly-dressed bride

who was without a bouquet.

Jasmine’s father handed her over to Curtis and smiled genially. “Your marriage ceremony may be

simple, but I entrust my daughter into your hands. Treat her well.”

Curtis merely nodded.

Jasmine’s father didn’t take offense and backed down from the altar.

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The pastor cleared his throat solemnly and was about to officiate when Curtis interjected, “You may

keep this short and simple by skipping straight to the blessings.”

The pastor was rendered speechless.

Why does Mr. Faymon seem so impatient on such a salient occasion?

The pastor kept his musings to himself as he did as he was told. He had just begun speaking when he

was again interrupted by the opening of the door to the hall.

A voice rang loud and clear. “Pardon me for the intrusion!”

Wyatt dashed onto the altar and leaned into Curtis. “Rayna has been kidnapped.”

Curtis’ face fell.

The phone in his pocket was ringing so he picked it up. James was on the line. “That man intends to

bring my sister to the hospital to extract her bone marrow for his son. My hands are tied currently.

Hence, it’s up to you to save her.”

“I’ll be right there.”

He hung up and loosened his tie before turning to address Jasmine, “I’ve got business to deal with. I’ll

leave the rest to you.”

“Go.”

Curtis and Wyatt departed the hall swiftly, leaving the confused guests wondering why the ceremony

was left hanging now that the groom was gone.

“Jasmine, don’t tell me Mr. Faymon changed his mind about the marriage? He’s left before the

ceremony’s even concluded.” Layla’s eyes revealed her glee when witnessing Jasmine’s misfortune.

Jasmine quirked her lips. “His work came up.”

“Even so, that’s no excuse to leave you at the altar. Our family and your father would lose face at such

irresponsible behavior!” Layla mocked.

Mark’s expression darkened even further at Layla’s snide remark.

“Bring him back here at once. What is the meaning of this!” he declared.

Jasmine remained silent.

She was as eager to leave as Curtis as she’d just gotten ownership of Sanders Group’s shares a mere

ten minutes ago when Mark signed the agreement.

Layla was spurred on by Jasmine’s reticence and ridiculed her in the presence of the members of the

Sanders and Faymon family.