Dear Sweetheart novel

Dear Sweetheart Chapter 273 I Miss You Theodore

After Benjamin’s crotch was stepped on twice, he passed out as his eyes rolled back.

Jasmine was further disgusted by him. This guy is a piece of shit! I haven’t even really attacked him

yet, but he had already passed out. I can’t believe he tried to sleep with me. What a joke.

A man knocked on the door violently and yelled coldly, “Jasmine!”

She was secretly giddy when she heard his voice. After tidying her dress, she wanted to open the door.

However, she stopped herself because she was fairly certain they were going to argue with each other

after only exchanging a few words and then separating bitterly.

She stared at the drugged wine for a few seconds before emptying the glass and dragging the

unconscious Benjamin to the bed.

The knocking on the door was getting louder and louder. It sounded as though Theodore was kicking

the door.

Disdainfully, Jasmine removed Benjamin’s belt and pulled his pants down. Then she tore her dress and

messed her hair up to make herself look like she was bullied.

The door was successfully kicked open by Theodore.

Just as she prepared to lie down, she noticed the chest area of her dress was untouched. Hence, she

pulled it downward, revealing her bare chest, and wriggled into Benjamin’s embrace while holding her

breath with contempt. Lastly, she placed his hand on her chest and closed her eyes.

When Theodore arrived in the bedroom, he witnessed two individuals embracing each other intimately

on the bed. It appeared that the woman’s dress was disheveled, thus exposing her slender, red-marked

legs. Those marks seemed to suggest she was abused.

At that moment, he felt as if all the blood in his body was rushing into his brain. His eyes turned reddish

as he dragged Benjamin out of bed by the latter’s hair.

“Ouch!” Benjamin was woken up by the sharp pain. He felt as if his scalp was about to be torn from his

head.

Blinking, he saw a man with a gloomy expression standing in front of him. Just as he was about to say

something, he was knocked out with a punch.

Theodore proceeded to beat him to a bloody pulp. Jasmine had been clandestinely monitoring what

was going on. So, when she saw that, she pretended to wake up.

Hurriedly, she left the bed and hugged Theodore’s arm. “That’s enough. Leave him alive.”

He glanced at her again. The instant his line of sight landed on her pitifully torn dress and exposed

skin, an unnamed rage burned brightly in his heart once more.

Without delay, he grabbed her jaw and tossed her to the bed. Then he pressed his body on hers and

gritted his teeth. “What the f*ck do I owe you, huh, Jasmine?”

“Can you play with other men or do anything far away from me?” His countenance leaned extremely

close to hers as he uttered in a bone-chilling tone, “Why must you show up in front of me?”

Jasmine seemed feeble and helpless at that moment. “It’s… It’s him… He…”

“You f*cking came here with him!” Theodore clamored, feeling exasperated as he stared at her. “I can’t

believe someone as stupid as you manage to take control of Sanders Group! Those people are blind! I

feel like I’m blind, too!”

“D-Don’t shout anymore. I-I feel… pain…” As she writhed underneath his body like a snake, she

mumbled sensually and softly, “I feel so hot, Theodore…”

Her hands climbed up to his shirt restlessly as she pressed her body against his and released her

fragrant breath to his face.

Meanwhile, her soft, tender body made Theodore feel his crotch getting tighter.

Moments later, he chucked her back to the bed. His expression tensed when he saw her acting like

that. “You even drank his wine! How stupid are you, Jasmine?”

“I was wrong. Don’t scold me anymore.” The heat Jasmine was experiencing was very unbearable. If I

knew the drug was going to be this potent, I would’ve only drank half of it.

Just as Theodore wasn’t paying attention, she pulled his hand with all her strength and pushed him to

the bed.

Then she straddled on him.

The look in her eyes darkened. To his surprise, she managed to pin his arms to the bed when he tried

to move. Staring at him with a silly grin, she mumbled, “You’re still so naughty! You deserve a

spanking!”

“Let go, Jasmine.”

“No…” Jasmine shook her head and demanded drunkenly, “You can’t go. You need to help me.”

Theodore was speechless.

Lowering her head, she allowed her black hair to land on his face, tickling him. Thanks to that, he could

smell the orange scent on her hair. It was faint but alluring.

“It’s been almost four years, Theodore.” Jasmine inclined closer to him and rubbed his cheeks. “Why

do you always scowl at me whenever I try to talk things out with you?”

Shifting his head away, he spat coldly, “There’s nothing for us to talk about.”

She forcefully bit his lip, stared at his eyebrows, and grinned lightly. “Really? Then why did you try to

help me put on the ring when I was marrying Mr. Faymon?”

“I didn’t want the Faymon family to become the butt of a joke.”

“Is that the case? Or is it because you felt uncomfortable watching me marrying another man?”

Theodore shoved her away and grimaced.

Just as he got up, Jasmine pressed him down on the bed again vigorously like a tiger. Is she really

drugged?

“You’re a b*stard, Theodore!” Jasmine reproached and kissed him. “Do you know how much I miss you

for the past four years, you b*stard?”

Following that, she slapped him and gently caressed his cheek. Chokingly, she chided, “You’re a

scumbag, you know that? Do you know how tired I was for the past few years?” While I was dealing

with Sanders Group and raising Carl, he was living happily in a foreign country for four years!

Being slapped by her without apparent reason infuriated him. In response, Theodore turned around

and pinned her on the bed. “Do you feel great slapping me, Jasmine? Should I let you slap my left

cheek, too?”

Jasmine shook her head. “No. My heart aches when I slap you.”

Wrapping her arms around his neck, she kissed him and flirted meekly, “I miss you, Theodore. I’ve

been missing you day and night for the past four years.”

It was as though her soft touch had opened the hidden spot in his heart. He might be able to push her

away physically, but his heart was unwilling to do so. Therefore, he could only reprimand himself in his

mind as he embraced her. I must be crazy. I can’t stop yearning for her even after being played for a

fool!

They spent an intimate, lovely night with each other.

Jasmine was used to waking up early in the morning. So, even though their sex was very intense last

night, she still woke up at seven.

Next to her was no longer just a cold blanket.

Instead, she was lying in Theodore’s embrace. His warm chest and breathing are the same as I

remembered four years ago. She couldn’t help but wriggle further into his embrace fondly and kiss his

muscles. It’s great to be able to see him when I wake up.

Her phone on the bedside table vibrated twice. Jasmine picked it up and saw it was her assistant

calling her.

When the call connected, her assistant calmly reported, “Mrs. Xavier is here, Ms. Sanders. I saw her

asking for your room number at the reception counter and entering the elevator when I came to deliver

your clothes.”

Jasmine chuckled. “I’m impressed that she managed to get my room number out of the receptionist.

Anyway, thanks for telling me about it.”

She hung up the call and kissed the still-sleeping Theodore. Her legs felt a bit sore when she

descended from the bed, but she could still walk. Clad in a bathrobe, she stepped out of the room and

noticed something was wrong. Mr. Cook isn’t in the bedroom? Where is he, then? Did Theodore toss

him out of the room last night?

Just as she pulled out a checkbook and finished writing a string of numbers on it, she heard a wave of

loud knocking at the door.