Dear Sweetheart Chapter 160 Kiss Me Again

“It’s just the same as other people.” Curtis began to realize Rayna’s intentions, so he asked, “Are you curious whether there are any signs when their sexual orientation changes?”

“Yes, that’s right!” Rayna slapped her thigh. “Uncle Curtis, you’re so smart!”

“There aren’t really any signs.”

His answer took her by surprise.

Curtis glanced at her and continued, “They’re no different from straight people. When they first meet someone that they’re interested in, they’ll also try to find out if they match well. It’s just that their preference for their partner’s gender is unlike ours.”

“Oh, I see…” Rayna mumbled in a daze.

No wonder I didn’t notice anything off about James, even when I’ve lived with him for so many years.

“Why are you asking about this?” Curtis queried.

Upon hearing his question, she felt like bursting into tears. Her face fell as she groaned, “You know what? I thought my younger brother, whom I’ve grown up with for nearly two decades, was straight. Yet, it turns out that…”

Her voice trailed off as she was too embarrassed to continue.

Curtis remained calm, even throwing a segment of orange in his mouth. “It seems like you can’t accept it, huh?”

“Of course, I can. He’s my brother, so his happiness is all that matters. It’s just that my mother…” At the thought of the conservative Linda, Rayna twiddled with her hair in distress. “If she finds out that James likes men, she might have a heart attack from shock.”

He had to suppress his urge to laugh when he saw her disheveled hair and troubled expression.

Smoothening her hair with his fingers, he uttered in a deep voice, “That is your brother’s problem, so it’s up to him to solve it. You stressing about it won’t help. Stop pulling at your hair. You don’t have much in the first place.”

Rayna slapped his hand away in disgust and moved backward. “Mr. Faymon, don’t touch me. You just held the oranges, so your fingers are sticky now. My hair is stained.”

twitched when he heard her impudent

had no idea that the fib he told his sister

condominium with the packed

greeted with a huge mess. The clean and tidy apartment he walked out of in the morning

couch lazily in her velvet pajamas, looking like a

up to trail after him. Yet, in just a

and placed the lunch he brought on the table, reminding her, “You should cut out these junk foods. They’re

buried her face in the pillow. “I’m not

knew she was throwing a tantrum again, but he did not indulge her. Instead, he picked up the food

and threw the pillow at him. “I treat you so well and even bought you a house.

about what happened in the morning, James argued, “I told you that you

bodyguard, not a

flushing with anger. “I’m not mad about that! Are you blind? Is she the

more riled up as she spoke. I’m so unlucky. Not only did I lose Curt, but even my bodyguard was taken

won’t you break up with her when she’s so terrible? Are you going to spend the rest of your life with her? Why aren’t you saying anything? Are you also planning to

mouth nonstop like bullets shooting out of a machine gun. He lowered his head to stare

that petite body of hers? Not only that, but her voice is so loud.

have a girlfriend,” he said at

her! You

“That’s not true.”

lying. I

her endless rambling, James grabbed the back of her

instant. She must’ve had lots of milk-flavored candies just now. Instinctively, he held her closer

a girl’s lips are the

back to his senses when he saw Kristie’s dazed expression. At the realization of what he had just done, he had the urge to

I just do? How could I do this to Mr. Faymon’s

throat and muttered

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