Dear sweetheart novel (Rayna and Julian)

Dear Sweetheart Chapter 1
Rayna Garland had never imagined that her husband would cheat on her on their very first wedding anniversary. No. Perhaps he had been cheating
all this while, but she hadn’t found out until now. Based on her original plan, she should have been on a flight to Marsingfill. However, after much
deliberation, she decided to cancel her business trip. Instead, she—in order to give her husband a surprise—ordered some flowers, cake, and red
wine. And yet, she ended up receiving an even larger surprise. Rayna heard the female voice again. “Julian, I’m divorced, so when are you going to
do the same? You shouldn’t delay it anymore. It’s better to just get it over with, rather than prolong the agony.” “There’s no need to rush. The divorce
is just a matter of time,” Julian Faymon replied. He, too, had once thought that love was enough to maintain the marriage. However, other than

hugging, he and Rayna had made no progress whatsoever. As time went by, he began to feel frustrated. Nevertheless, the idea of divorce was still
too abrupt for him. He had yet to figure out how to tell Rayna and get her to leave without taking any assets. Rayna gripped her phone and
suppressed the churning in her stomach. No wonder Julian has been coming home less frequently. It turns out that he has been having an affair!
Also, I remember that woman. She’s Julian’s superior at work. In fact, Julian even mentioned that he has to ingratiate himself with her in order to get
promoted. Is this his way of gaining her favor? Rayna gritted her teeth in anger and resisted the urge to barge through the door. Her rationality kept
her from throwing away the cake and flowers in her hands. Instead, she whipped out her phone and took a picture of the scene in the bedroom. After
walking out of the main entrance of the condominium, Rayna disposed of the items she was holding in the bin. As she raised her hand to hail a cab,
the phone in her pocket rang. Instead of picking up, she bent down, entered the cab, and settled herself in the backseat. Her phone screen continued
blinking, an indication of the caller’s persistence. Feeling annoyed, she finally answered the call from Julian’s mother—Rolanda Macpherson. “Rayna,
what’s the meaning of this? I’ve made you an appointment with the city’s top fertility specialist. It’s one thing for you to stand him up, but how dare you
not pick up my call? If you don’t want to bear any children for the Faymon family, you should make your intentions known earlier and divorce Julian.
There are plenty of women who are willing to take your place,” Rolanda ranted. The mere mention of the Faymon family caused Rayna to clench her
fists. Ever since she married into the Faymon family, her parents-in-law had never treated her as a family member. From their perspective, she—
having come from a poor background—should feel grateful to have the honor of bearing a child for the Faymon family. Hmph, why was I taken in by
Julian’s false promises back then? He vowed to care for me for the rest of our lives and to convince his parents to accept me. In fact, he didn’t mind
not sharing a bed because of my past emotional trauma and was willing to work toward reopening my heart. And now, I’m ready to do so, but what
about him? With Rolanda’s curses echoing in the background, Rayna was so outraged that her fingers turned pale when she recalled the scene at
the condominium. She tightened her grip on her phone and enunciated, “You can rest assured that I will divorce Julian. There’s no need for you to
keep pestering me. Also, since you want grandchildren so much, I’ll bear them for you.” However, they will not be from Julian’s seed. Since he had
already cheated on her, she didn’t mind returning the favor before their divorce. “You despicable woman! What nonsense are you talking about?”
Rolanda continued to chide Rayna over the phone. Rayna ended the call abruptly and said to the driver, “Take me to Heavenly Palace, please.”