Chapter 287: Chapter 287

Dear Sweetheart Chapter 287 An Icy Kiss “What are you all busy talking about? The game is starting soon!” Jessica trotted over. “Wyatt, why do you keep rubbing your bum? Is there a hemorrhoid growth there?”

“Babe.” Wyatt pulled her into his arms and savored the feel of her soft curves. “Curtis instructed me to call for Theodore, but he ended up kicking me twice.”

Jessica caressed his head and asked concernedly, “Does it hurt? Can you still dance?”

“Of course it does. But I’ll still accompany you to the dance and game! After all, I can’t let you lose out to the other women!”

Wyatt said brazenly.

Curtis was dumbfounded.

Is Wyatt a lunatic that escaped from an asylum?

The dance hall was Moroccan-themed with burgundy accents. Its ambiance was heightened by tasteful rock music playing in the background and flocks of young couples swaying to the beat in the center.

Rayna donned an emerald gown in the style of the middle ages. Her hair was pinned in place in an unswept fashion by a pearl bodkin, which gave her a regal air of insouciance.

Her pert face and flawlessly dainty features darted in and out of view with the flickering strobe lights in the club, and the fluttering hem of her dress was as enchanting as a flower in full bloom.

Curtis couldn’t keep his eyes off her as he praised, “You look stunning tonight.”

“Thank you. You look rather dashing yourself.” Rayna gave him a tight-lipped smile.

She was aware of his fondness for secretly gifting her presents, such as the dress she was wearing, and then pretending to be astounded by her beauty once she wore them.

Are you tired of such antics by now?

An emcee took over once the dance ended and explained that the game was next. Those who’d registered to participate would have a chance to win prizes, while non-participants were allowed to spectate from the sidelines.

It was called “Blind Seekers.”

The blindfolded woman would have to identify her partner by the sound of his coughs from a group of men. If she managed to identify him correctly, he would then be tasked with removing her blindfold.

The first couple to successfully have their blindfold removed would win a pair of true love diamond rings sponsored by YH brand.

The emcee had just finished explaining the rules when a feverish Wyatt raised his hand in the crowd and announced, “I swear that my girlfriend and I will be the fastest ones to finish the game!”

“Boo!”

Everyone rolled their eyes at him.

Many couples registered for the game. Including Jasmine and Rayna, it totaled up to more than ten groups.

The emcee requested the non-participants to vacate the area and directed the female participants to stand outside the white line to be blindfolded. The game would commence when the first man began coughing.

The men were prohibited from speaking and would be disqualified if they so much as uttered a word.

Rayna was internally cursing herself for her luck.

Now that it was thirteen groups instead of five, how could she filter out the sound of twelve other men coughing concurrently to pinpoint her boyfriend’s? That would be wishful thinking even if she possessed perfect hearing.

If she’d known of such a ridiculous arrangement beforehand, she wouldn’t have participated in the game in the first place.

Wyatt yelled to her while preparing for the game, “Babe, my voice is so distinct that it’ll be a piece of cake for you. But if you pick wrongly, don’t blame me for making you cry once we get home.”

Jessica flushed red as a tomato as she held back from clubbing him with her bottled water.

“Shut up!”

A waiter came forward and blindfolded Rayna.

The blindfold was tied securely so that she was immersed in complete darkness. Rayna couldn’t help feeling slightly nervous about losing her vision.

A man’s cough sounded twenty seconds later.

The emcee had stipulated that one’s cough shouldn’t be too loud, or else it’d be too easily identifiable.

She was confident that the first man was not Curtis as his cough was far too light. The next man’s cough several seconds later also did not sound right.

Rayna’s fists curled in frustration as the subsequent coughs yielded nothing, and she spent an increasing amount of time in darkness.

The seventh men coughed lowly.

That’s him!

It only took one second for Rayna to determine the sound of Curtis’ cough as she attempted to navigate her way in its general direction.

She had only taken a few steps when someone gasped beside her ear.

“What’s with the sudden blackout?”

Rayna had no choice but to stop fumbling about. Just then, she felt someone grip her hand.

A warm hand wrapped around hers as she heard someone’s breathing drawing near.

It did not belong to Curtis, yet it was familiar to her.

“J-Jefferson?”

She could feel his breath on her hair as he remained silent.

“I know it’s you.” Rayna tried to withdraw her hand as it was beginning to feel too warm, but he refused to loosen his grip.

Instead, he gently lay open her palm and traced on it.

Rayna mentally pieced together the words written in her palm and formed a sentence.

The dress looks good on you.

She said stiffly, “The dress and the hairpin were from you?”

The man tapped his finger on her palm.

She’d assumed Curtis had given her the gifts while it’d been him all along.

“Have you been stalking me?” Rayna deduced that he’d been on the cruise from the start and had been secretly observing her from a distance. “What are you up to?”

The man continued writing on her palm.

I miss you.

“Jefferson, I’ve let bygones be bygones. Stop badgering me.” Rayna muttered calmly as she wrenched her hand out of his grip.

“If this happens again, I’ll report you for harassment.”

She was about to feel her way in the opposite direction when a strong tugging force on her arm caused her to stumble into his arms.

“Jefferson!”

Rayna was livid as she pushed him away with all her might. His feverish palm traveled across her cheek, his fingers brushing her lips before his ice-cold lips took their place.

The sudden act of intimacy caused Rayna to freeze in shock. Before she knew it, the sound of receding footsteps was the only indicator that he’d been here at all.

“My apologies, ladies and gentlemen, for the sudden electrical short circuit. Those who used their phones as a torch will be disqualified while the rest may continue with the game.”

The game resumed, and the men opposite her took turns coughing.

Rayna regained her composure and strained her ears to listen for Curtis’ voice. She began feeling her way toward his voice once she’d determined its bearing.

It took approximately ten steps for her to reach Curtis, who took her hand and removed her blindfold.

She was greeted by the sight of him grinning. “Congratulations on winning third place. You were brilliant.”

“I thought I was the fastest one! Who were the ones who got first and second place?” Rayna couldn’t hide her disappointment.

Curtis gestured to where Theodore and Jasmine were engaged in conversation. They seemed to be in good spirits.

However, Jessica and Wyatt, who were beside them, were arguing non-stop.

“It’s all your fault!” Jessica jabbed her finger at Wyatt’s chest. “Why did you hold in your voice while coughing instead of following the rules? Were you trying to act cool?”

“Babe, please don’t be mad. I admit that I’m to blame. I was just trying to test your hearing.”

“Goodness gracious, do you think I’m a robot? Thanks to you, we lost our chance of getting first place!”

Wyatt coaxed, “It’s all right, Babe. Placing second is good enough. You were amazing! Besides, look at them. They barely secured their position as third place!”

“I heard you loud and clear, Wyatt.” Curtis stared daggers at him. “Are you reveling in our failure?”