Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 132

Chapter 132 Attempted Assassination

After Faymon Group’s crisis passed, Rayna could finally relax. However, as the acting CEO, she had to read dozens of emails, approve documents, and learn difficult financial terms every day. The work was taking a toll on her.

Linda rarely went online, but she immediately called Rayna after reading the news.

“Is my son-in-law all right?”

“Mom, he isn’t your son-in-law. Stop calling him that,” Rayna corrected her. “Mr. Faymon is my superior. He’s still in the hospital, though. The doctor says he is recovering well. I might visit him later.”

Linda didn’t even listen to her and continued, “He seems okay. He has his own company, right? You should thank your lucky stars if he wants a divorcee like you.”

Rayna was speechless.

“Go visit him at the hospital whenever you’re free. He has his own company, so I think women would flock to him. Don’t let someone else take him away from you. Oh, remember to contact Roxanne. You guys should come back home for dinner sometime.”

The call was ended abruptly.

Barely two minutes had passed since Rayna answered the call, but Linda had already hung up. Besides, she only talked about Curtis as though Rayna didn’t exist. Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Rayna heaved a sigh.

I shouldn’t have brought Curtis back when he got drunk. Otherwise, Mom wouldn’t have assumed there is something going on between us.

Rayna was still busy with work when it was time to get off work. Jessica had sent a text saying she was going to meet up with James as it was his school break. She sounded really happy and excited about it.

James might be dense, but Rayna had high hopes for him as he was tall and smart. Rayna wondered if they could get along well.

After replying to Jessica’s text, Rayna got back to work.

When someone from the risk department arrived to deliver some documents and asked if Rayna was hungry, she belatedly realized that it was already nine o’clock. After packing up her stuff, she went to the hospital.

Rayna rarely came to the hospital, but she kept in touch with Wyatt through WhatsApp. He told her that Curtis was recovering well and would regain consciousness anytime.

“Ms. Garland.”

Jeremy was on duty that night. He greeted Rayna when she came in.

Rayna nodded in response and glanced at the man in bed. Strangely, panic and disappointment overwhelmed her heart when she saw him still unconscious. “More than two weeks have passed since the incident. Did the doctor say when Mr. Faymon will regain consciousness?”

“The doctor can’t be sure about that,” Jeremy responded. Sensing her concern, he comforted her, “Ms. Garland, don’t worry. Curtis is fine.”

Jeremy pulled out a chair and gestured for Rayna to take a seat. He then poured her a glass of warm water. “I saw the news. Ms. Garland, you handled Faymon Group’s crisis efficiently.”

“Please don’t say that. I’m not the only one who contributed to turning the situation around,” Rayna responded. She couldn’t stop herself from stealing glances at the man on the bed. “Did the doctor say anything about Mr. Faymon’s leg? Can he walk again?”

Jeremy hesitated.

The four of them were the only ones who knew about Curtis’ plan. Even Alfred was excluded from the plan. After Jeremy came back, he saw how capable and trustable Rayna could be through everything she did.

He wanted to tell Rayna part of the truth so she wouldn’t blame herself. However, it didn’t escape his notice that Curtis must’ve kept his plan a secret from Rayna due to some reason. Thus, he couldn’t reveal anything to her.

“Mr. York?” Rayna’s voice sounded anxious as Jeremy didn’t answer her question. “Did the doctor say his condition is serious? That his legs cannot be saved?”

Jeremy had no choice but to nod. He lowered his voice deliberately to explain, “He’s suffering from necrosis. However, don’t worry. Things will get better once Curtis wakes up. The medical industry in Dartan is far more advanced, and I have friends there. Curtis’ legs will be cured.”

Rayna lowered her gaze.

She knew Jeremy was trying to comfort her. If necrosis could be treated easily, there wouldn’t be so many people depending on wheelchairs to travel around. Nevertheless, she had no choice but to trust him.

After all, his lie was able to ease her anxiety and guilt.

Someone called Jeremy, so he left after a short chat with Rayna. A while later, a nurse with a trolley knocked on the door.

The nurse told her, “I’m here to change Mr. Faymon’s dressing.”

Rayna stood aside to allow her entry.

The nurse came to a stop beside the bed with her trolley, but she nearly yanked off the IV drip by accident.

She hastily put it back and told Rayna, “It’s too dark, so I didn’t notice that this was here.”

Rayna was confused by the nurse’s explanation and lifted her head to stare at the lights. The lights are switched on but lowered to a minimum. However, the entire ward is lit. Why did she say it was dark?

She glanced at the bed. The nurse seemed to be changing the dressing deftly, but her actions seemed fake. The syringe was prone to bacterial infections, but the nurse touched it without disinfecting anything.

Is the nurse an intern?

The more Rayna observed the nurse, the more she found the nurse unprofessional. Something caught her attention when she was observing the nurse’s uniform.

Rayna wasn’t a frequent visitor at the hospital, but she knew that even interns needed to wear a uniform and white shoes. However, this particular nurse was clad in a pair of leather shoes!

When Rayna realized something was off with this nurse, she looked up to see the nurse grabbing an unsealed syringe and aiming it at Curtis’ neck.

The nurse was quick, and Rayna stood a distance away from the bed, which made it hard for her to do anything to stop the former. She immediately broke into a cold sweat out of sheer panic. Noticing the electric kettle with boiling water on the table, she grabbed it and tossed it in the nurse’s direction.

The lid of the electric kettle opened, and hot water landed on the nurse’s back, scalding her.

“Ow!” the nurse screamed as her arm swung sideways. As a result, the syringe she held stabbed into the blanket. Rayna took the chance to leap toward the nurse and clamped her arm around the latter’s neck to drag her back.

James had taught her and Roxanne this self-defense move when they went home for dinner previously. As James was pretty serious about it, Rayna learned a few moves from him.

Never had she expected it to come in handy this day.

Rayna guessed that the nurse was a fake, but she didn’t know the nurse was trained in fighting skills. The latter swiftly reacted after being dragged backward in a chokehold and gave Rayna’s knee a forceful kick.

Rayna’s knees went weak, and she nearly dropped to the ground. However, she didn’t release her grip on the nurse’s neck. The nurse started suffocating and turned crazed. Her arms flailed manically as she tried stabbing Rayna with the syringe.

They both toppled to the ground, entangled in a fight.

“Help! Someone, please help!” Rayna screamed, hoping that the bodyguards outside could hear her pleas.

Soon, bloody wounds appeared on her arm as she was stabbed by the syringe repeatedly. Gradually, she felt energy seeping out of her as the pain was too much for her to bear.

She clamped her legs around the nurse’s waist to gain leverage before reaching out to grab the electric kettle on the floor to hit the nurse’s head.

After she hit the nurse’s head twice, the latter dodged away agilely.

Rayna was no match for the nurse, who was trained in fighting. The nurse wrapped her leg around Rayna’s leg and gave a forceful twist. Crack! Rayna’s leg was broken. She gasped in pain as sweat beaded on her forehead.

Then, the nurse flipped over and pressed her knee on Rayna’s chest, panting heavily.

“B*tch, you want me dead, huh?” she sneered.

Pulling the syringe out, she gripped it tightly and thrust it at Rayna’s neck viciously.

Rayna tilted her head and tried her best to grab the nurse’s arm. Having failed in her first attempt, the nurse flashed a menacing grin and slashed the syringe across her face.

Rayna’s entire being trembled as she screamed in anguish.