Dear Sweetheart novel

Dear Sweetheart Chapter 159 Sexual Orientation

“Stop,” James interrupted. “You’re overthinking, Rayna.”

“Who’s the girl who answered the phone?”

Rayna refused to let the matter go. James massaged his temples and came up with a lie. “It wasn’t a girl. It was one of my buddies. His voice’s a little delicate, that’s all.”

Shocked by the revelation, Rayna stepped on the brake, causing the car to come to an abrupt halt. A hint of surprise surfaced in her eyes as she looked at her brother. “You’re… gay?”

James’ expression darkened at once. “No!”

Rayna, however, thought he was trying to conceal his sexual orientation. As naturally as she could, she said, “It’s fine. Our society has developed and become much more accepting, but let’s not tell Mom for now, all right? We’ll find another time.”

James was bereft of words, and for the rest of the journey, the atmosphere was awkward.

Rayna knew that homosexuals tend to feel less confident about themselves. They were afraid that they would be shunned by society.

“It’s fine. I don’t mind as long as you’re happy. Plenty of countries are legalizing gay marriage now. Society is very accepting of you, and I’m the same. Besides, you guys wouldn’t have to worry about children. That’s great, isn’t it?” Rayna attempted to console her brother, stammering through her words as she did so.

James said nothing in response and stared out the window, his face devoid of expression.

The siblings arrived at Linda’s house just in time for lunch. She had prepared numerous dishes for them and didn’t forget to nag about their sister, Roxanne, who only thought of work and didn’t bother coming home before heading overseas for her movie shoot.

Linda placed some food on James’ plate. Her tone was much gentler when she asked him, “James, how’s school?”

Rayna arched her brow and chimed in, “Mom, don’t you know how he is? He’s always been an obedient child. When did he ever let you down in terms of studies?”

“That’s good, then.” Linda nodded. After a moment of hesitation, she added, “I’ve been working at the library these days and noticed that many youngsters have a significant other. If you’ve met a girl you like, you can get to know her better. I’m fine with that as long as you don’t neglect your studies.”

Rayna choked on a mouthful of soup and started coughing.

“Are you okay?” Linda asked while pouring her a cup of water.

glance at her mother. Your son

all grown up. He knows what he’s doing,” she added before switching the topic. “Also, I

did

is old and humid. Besides, you’re not well.

After leaving the sales department that day, James had been following Kristie to her movie shoot. He had been so busy that he had forgotten to tell his sister about the house he had

aback, Rayna asked, “Which

one we

in question. “I was wondering how the house was

have a bit of money saved up, so I placed a down payment.

purchase.” Since the real estate company was under Faymon Group, Rayna

like that house?” James didn’t agree with his sister. “I can afford monthly payments of tens of

that I’m

didn’t want him to shoulder too much of a burden, but he thought the house was best and insisted on keeping it. Meanwhile, Linda cared

meal, Rayna pulled James aside and whispered, “Tell me, did you borrow money from your… lover to buy the

a cheapskate and constantly trying to make money from their students. There was no way

sister would ignore him no matter how many times he insisted he was straight. He merely said, “I took out a loan to purchase the house.

patted him on the shoulder.

creeped out that goosebumps spread all

feel that

were about to leave in the evening, Linda gave them some side dishes and

dropped James off. On the way back, she

can my adorable brother

her family members turned

with the bottles of wine in her hands. From a distance, she could already see the man’s silhouette. He was looking down, and there was a book on

some fruits and brought it

next to Curtis, and handed him the plate

didn’t spare

so cold and solemn. Rayna was entirely stumped, for

me? Is it

uttered through gritted teeth, “My mom