Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 689

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Everyone in Yartran knew that Isaac was a mild-mannered man.

Nevertheless, Sheena was pretty sure she saw a vicious look in his eyes earlier.

Hearing that, Jovan tightened his grip on the glass before explaining, “I've overworked myself. Perhaps I haven't been getting enough rest recently.”

He took a sip of the water and placed the glass on the bedside cabinet.

Sheena placed her hand on Jovan's forehead, noticing that while his temperature had decreased, it was still above the normal range.

Five minutes later, Remi Veil, Isaac's assistant, came in with Ghislain. “Mr. Jovan.”

“Sheena, you should get back to work.” Jovan glanced at Ghislain and added, “Ghislain will take care of me.”

Sheena turned over her shoulder to glance at Jovan. Standing up, she walked past Ghislain and shot him a pointed look.

Seeing that, Remi left the room behind Sheena.

Outside, Sheena spun around and stared at the shut door, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “Have you noticed anything strange about Jovan lately?” she asked Remi.

Remi seemed surprised to hear her question. He flashed a smile and answered, “Perhaps Mr. Jovan didn't get to rest well as he is recently busy with work and welcoming guests. Don't worry, Ms. Powell.”

With that, Remi walked out of Jovan's office, with Sheena following closely behind him.

In the suite, Ghislain rolled up Jovan's sleeve carefully. The sight of a black line on Jovan's left arm caused him to furrow his brows slightly.

Jovan asked carefully, “Does the pain mean...”

Ghislain retrieved a black bottle from his medical kit and extracted a droplet of liquid, spreading it across the black line on Jovan's arm. It disappeared in a flash.

“It might've been agitated.” Ghislain kept the bottle and explained calmly, “There are two of them, so if anything happens to one, the other will respond. This is a normal reaction.”

“When will it end?” A malicious glint appeared in his cerulean blue eyes.

“Haste makes waste,” Ghislain replied calmly. He retrieved another bottle of medication and handed it to Jovan. “You may experience this again in the next few days. This should provide some relief.”

Jovan took the bottle and glanced at it. “How are things going there?”

“Everything is going according to plan,” Ghislain revealed. He pulled something out of his pocket and gave it to Jovan. “This is the listening device.”

Jovan took the listening device and switched it on. After inserting it into his ear, he could immediately hear faint noises coming from it.

“I found it!” Cassidy squatted down and finally found a plank through the iron fence. She gave it a hard push but failed to budge it.

“I'll handle it,” Curtis said as he approached her. He extended his arm through the iron fence and pushed. The fence promptly retracted.

One part of the white wall rotated and revealed the window hidden within.

The window was secured with a biometric eye scanner lock, which Cassidy unlocked with her eye, allowing them to enter the house.

The room they stepped into was the one where Cassidy prepared her reports. It was full of medical equipment.

Curtis strode out of the room and headed to the living room. “Rayna? Rayna! Wake up!”

Rayna lay on the couch, pale and unconscious.

Cassidy came after him. Her eyes widened when she noticed the black line on Rayna's wrist.

“What happened to her?” Curtis asked, for he had also spotted the black line.

“The parasite must've woken up. After waking up from a deep sleep, it will excrete the toxin from its body,” Cassidy explained solemnly.

“How do we get rid of it?” Curtis cradled an unconscious Rayna anxiously. “You know how to do it, right? Say something!”

“I specialize in herbs, not parasites.” Cassidy gave him an exasperated look. “We need to find someone who specializes in parasites to help Belle.”

“The Burke family?” Curtis asked.

“It doesn't have to be them, as it's hard to find the Burke family,” Cassidy said, approaching to check Rayna's pulse and eyes. “The parasite only stirred briefly and hasn't fully awakened yet.”

Cassidy then went to the equipment room to retrieve her acupuncture kit.

“What are you doing?” Curtis inquired.

“Purging the toxin,” Cassidy explained. She retrieved two needles and punctured the end of the black line on Rayna's wrist, then inserted needles into each of her fingers.

“Ow!” Rayna moaned despite her unconscious state.

“Hold her hand. Don't let her move,” Cassidy reminded.

Hearing that, Curtis held Rayna's hands to stop her from moving. “Rayna, hang on. It will be over soon.”

“The ten fingers are connected to the heart, so it is natural for her to feel pain,” Cassidy revealed. She

grabbed Rayna's fingers and squeezed them hard to allow the black blood to flow out of the wounds. She only stopped when the blood was red again.

Curtis saw a puddle of black blood that smelled pungent on the white tiles.

“Why does the blood smell different?” he asked after observing Rayna, who was lying in his arms.

“That is the blood parasite's blood, not Rayna's.” Cassidy took a tube of ointment from her medical kit and spread it over Rayna's fingers. “If that thing stays in her body for too long, it might merge with her blood and affect her nerve system. I don't know what will happen to her once that happens.”

After saying that, Cassidy got up from the couch. Suddenly, a thought occurred to her as she shot Fluffy a thoughtful gaze.

Yasmin was patting Fluffy. She had also heard some of Cassidy's words. “Ms. Cassidy, Nando told me that blood parasites come in pairs, and they influence each other.”

“Yes, they come in pairs,” Cassidy replied as she packed up her needles. Suddenly, a thought struck her as she turned over her shoulder to look at Curtis. “You said Belle was involved in a car accident previously, right?”

“Yes.” Curtis nodded.

“What happened next?” Cassidy urged. “What else happened besides the car accident?”

Curtis answered grimly, “At the hospital, Rayna was kidnapped when she was still in a coma.”

“Where was she taken?” Cassidy questioned.

“Yartran,” Curtis replied truthfully.

“Yartran?” Cassidy glanced at Rayna before bending down to swipe her hair from her shoulders and check her nape. “Yasmin, bring me my torchlight.”

“Which one?” Yasmin asked.

“The ocean blue one,” Cassidy responded. She then unbuttoned Rayna's collar and checked her shoulders carefully.

“Eh? Where is it? Why is it not here?” Cassidy couldn't find any scars on Rayna's body.

“What are you looking for?” Curtis was baffled.

“The spot where the parasite was inserted. There should be a scar,” Cassidy explained. Yasmin soon trotted over with the torchlight. “Here you go, Ms. Cassidy.”

Cassidy took the torchlight from her and switched it on. “Lay Belle down on the couch and unbutton her clothes.”

Curtis laid Rayna on the couch and unbuttoned her shirt as told to reveal her innerwear.