Dear Sweetheart novel

Dear Sweetheart Chapter 162 Flat Stomach

Right after Rayna hung up the phone, Curtis wheeled himself over to her. He studied her flat stomach and questioned, “Sweetheart, why isn’t your stomach growing when you’ve been pregnant for so long?”

Rayna was rendered speechless.

How come he knows about everything but still thinks this fake pregnancy is real?

“Mr. Faymon, stop looking. It won’t grow no matter how long you look at it.” Rayna sighed loudly and was about to clear things up with him for the third time when he suddenly leaned over.

“The baby probably has arms and legs now, right? Let me listen,” he muttered as he placed his ear against her stomach, even closing his eyes to listen carefully.

Rayna put her hand to her forehead.

He’s so cute when he’s drunk!

Just as she was about to say something, the door beeped and was suddenly pushed open. Alfred stood there in his usual suit, appearing full of vigor.

Rayna was shocked to see him.

Meanwhile, Alfred also froze at the sight of the duo’s intimate pose.

“I was passing by, so I thought of visiting,” he said. When he saw Curtis’ head against Rayna’s stomach, his eyes lit up. “You’re pregnant?”

“No—”

“Yes,” Curtis chimed in. “It’s just that her stomach isn’t growing.”

Of course it won’t grow. I’m not pregnant!

“Really?” Alfred was so delighted to hear the news that he did not notice Curtis’ uncharacteristic behavior. With a bright smile, he strode into the house and pulled Curtis away from Rayna.

Then, he led her to the couch, glancing at her stomach from time to time. “I knew you and Curtis would end up together. You two are a match made in heaven, after all. This is wonderful news!”

Mr. Faymon, you’ve misunderstood,”

“Don’t worry. I know what you’re going to tell me. Since you’re pregnant, Curtis and Ms. Sanders’ engagement is now deemed invalid. Curtis

“No, I mean—”

Faymon Group goes bankrupt, as I still have enough money to support you guys!” Alfred cut her off once again. “You have to take good care of yourself

Rayna opened her mouth, Alfred’s phone started

seemed to be about something urgent as he stood up right after hanging up. He reminded them, “It’s Thanksgiving in a few days, so come visit the Faymon residence then. We haven’t had good news at home for so

soon as possible. Do you understand? If you dare to mistreat my daughter-in-law and

left in

last for ten minutes, but it left Rayna on the

There was nothing for her to fear now since he

don’t be mad.” Curtis approached her in his wheelchair and poured a glass of water for her. “Here, drink some water. Are

handed over and roared, “I’m not

you forgotten about that night at Intercontinental? You even clung to me

over his mouth, embarrassment and despair washing over her. “Please just

This is so humiliating!

and nagged, “Even Dad told you to take good care of yourself. It doesn’t matter if Faymon Group goes bankrupt. I still have tons of money.

go insane. “Sir, I was wrong. Can we stop

we talk about?” Curtis gave it a thought and fished out his phone. “Then I’ll give Jasmine a call and ask

so touched. Really.” Rayna suppressed her urge to cry as she held his hands down and coaxed, “Let’s talk about

stroked her stomach and added, “It isn’t

loss for words. At that moment,

ate quite a few pieces of shrimp. Upon noticing that, Curtis set aside the dish and told her, “Seafood is fine,

out the fish bones. Before passing it back to Rayna, he even gave it

but think that Curtis was actually

soon found out that she

a bunch of baby products. Not only that, he entered the app’s forum and engaged in discussions on how to take care of a

body while she watched his antics. She took away his phone and said gently, “Mr. Faymon, the doctor said you need to

sleepy,” Curtis said a bit unhappily. “Sweetheart, you’re acting

call