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Dear sweetheart novel (Rayna and Julian) novel Chapter 543

Summary for Chapter 543: Dear sweetheart novel (Rayna and Julian)

Chapter 543 – A Turning Point in Dear sweetheart novel (Rayna and Julian) by Free novel

In this chapter of Dear sweetheart novel (Rayna and Julian), Free novel introduces major changes to the story. Chapter 543 shifts the narrative tone, revealing secrets, advancing character arcs, and increasing stakes within the Romance genre.

More to it? Jessica was the one who had an abortion and informed me later. Was there more to it? Wyatt mused as he went over what Jacob said. Jacob is right. If Jessica truly did not want the child, she could have gotten rid of it overseas.

With that, Wyatt’s eyes cleared up. “I’ll ask her. I promise not to get into an argument.”

“You shouldn’t be arguing with her, to begin with,” Jacob muttered exasperatedly.

Recalling the time he brought Jessica to the hospital and the doctor’s words, he threw a glance at Wyatt.

“Wyatt, there’s something I need to tell you.”

“What?”

Jacob’s expression was grim as he looked at Wyatt. “Even if Jessica did not get an abortion… She could not keep the child.”

Wyatt fell silent.

“Do you recall the time I brought you back to my place when you were drunk? The next day, Jessica did not respond when I called out to her. So I went in to check on her and found her drenched in cold sweat. I sent her to the hospital then.”

Jacob sighed. “The doctor said that her body is in a bad condition and advised her to improve her health before giving birth. I’m not too familiar with how dire a woman’s body’s condition can get, but apparently, if it gets worse, she can no longer bear children.”

Wyatt was not unaware of Jessica’s poor health as he had been informed by a doctor before. Coupled with Jacob’s words, guilt suddenly sprang up from within himself. He blamed himself for everything. Grabbing his hair, he felt incredibly helpless and bitter. “I never wanted to hurt her. I only wanted to…”

Jacob reached out and patted Wyatt on the shoulder. He comforted the other man, “That’s enough. Don’t blame yourself. The reason I told you all this is because I hope you won’t put the blame on her now that the child is gone. I hope you will treat her well. Doesn’t Jeremy have a lot of connections? Perhaps you can ask him for help. Maybe there might be a solution.”

“Jacob,” Wyatt murmured after a brief pause. “Thank you so much.”

If Jessica had not encountered Jacob that day and had not been saved by him, how much worse would things have become?

Jacob was taken aback. Grinning, he replied, “What are friends for? There is no need to thank me! Well, if you really want to do so, you can let me join in if you encounter any good business opportunities.”

Wyatt tapped the other man’s chest with his fist. “Don’t worry. I will.”

“Deal!”

The two had only chatted for a bit when Jacob received a phone call and had to return to the company.

Before Jacob left, he turned to Wyatt and could not resist asking, “I also know about Bianca. I won’t ask how she’s related to Jessica. I just want to know if you had a hand in Justin’s car accident and also the guys from Hausen.”

“No,” Wyatt replied calmly. “It’s not possible for me to do such a thing. If that was their fate, no one can prevent it.”

Jacob understood the implication of that sentence.

“You’re right. Serves them right to be so unlucky.” Jacob shrugged and departed.

As he took the elevator down, Wyatt’s words ran through his mind. He had no idea how deep was Wyatt’s feelings for Jessica. However, the former had not heeded the danger and taken care of those people for her. Thus, Wyatt must care about her and regard her as someone important.

Jacob would not have dared to do such a thing.

He sighed regretfully. “Did I perhaps, make a mistake?” He had not expected the woman he rescued to be his friend’s wife.

Life sucks!

As Wyatt thought of Jessica who was at home, he drove home early in the afternoon.

The housekeeper opened the door and informed Wyatt, “A doctor arrived ten minutes ago and is currently chatting with Mrs. Valentine.”

“Okay.”

Without lingering to chat with the housekeeper, Wyatt passed his coat to her and rushed upstairs.

He purposefully lightened his steps as he neared the bedroom. He could vaguely hear a man’s inquiring voice. A few seconds later, he heard Jessica murmur in reply.

Wyatt picked up some asparagus and placed it on her plate.

When he saw her fumbling about the table before finally picking up her fork and plate carefully, he felt a throbbing pain in his heart.

Losing one’s vision was a fate worse than being amputated and being bedridden for the rest of your life.

“It’s okay. Let me help you.” Wyatt took the plate from Jessica.

Jessica hesitated. It seemed like she did not want to annoy him. Hence, she quickly let go of her plate and opened her mouth obediently.

All she had to do was to sit there and let Wyatt feed her.

She would nod when he asked if she wanted to eat a certain food. She gripped her clothes tightly and was like a person incapable of taking care of herself.

After a while, there wasn’t much food left on the plate he held.

Wyatt smiled a little when he saw how voracious her appetite was. However, his joy only lasted for a few seconds, for Jessica suddenly covered her mouth violently, her entire face turning white.

“What’s wrong? Do you want to throw up?” Wyatt asked anxiously.

Jessica nodded frantically.

She immediately threw up everything into the bin the moment Wyatt handed it to her. She looked like she was in pain.

Wyatt’s face darkened when he saw her in such a state. “You should have told me if you didn’t want to eat it. Don’t just nod to everything. Don’t you feel sick?”

“I’m sorry,” Jessica hurriedly apologized. Perhaps his tone had been too harsh, for she continued to apologize profusely. “I felt horrible, so I couldn’t keep it down. I promise not to throw up the next time…”

Her mortified and timid demeanor made Wyatt furious.

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