Dear Sweetheart novel

“It’ll take at least forty minutes for the groceries to be delivered. Are there flour and unsalted butter in the kitchen?” Rayna asked Larissa as she headed toward the kitchen, ignoring Curtis altogether.

“Yes. They’re all in the upper cabinet.” Larissa followed her into the kitchen and helped her retrieve the said items. Then, she added, “There’s also an oven and some molds for cookies. Do you need them as well, Ms. Garland?”

“Yes. Please take them out for me.”

“Sure.”

Kristie didn’t go into the kitchen but eyed Curtis beside her and inquired in curiosity, “What did you say was the purpose of your visit just now? You’re here for your laptop, right?”

Without waiting for Curtis to answer, she started rummaging everywhere in the living room.

In the end, she found the laptop beside the television. With all the excitement in the world, she brought it over to him. “Found it! Hurry up and leave, Curt, lest your work gets held up.”

Curtis was rendered speechless for a moment.

He massaged his temples. “I worry about you since there’s an outsider at home. I’ll leave later.”

“What outsider?” Kristie was lost at first before she followed his gaze to the kitchen and caught sight of Rayna. Immediately, chagrin swamped her. “Rayna isn’t an outsider! Don’t treat her like your enemy simply because you’ve broken up with her. She’s stunningly beautiful, and many men are interested in her even if you aren’t.”

Curtis’ eyes darkened a shade. “You’re now siding with outsiders, Kristie?”

“I was just speaking the truth.” Kristie curled her ruby lips. In the next instant, something seemingly occurred to her. She leaned close to the man and queried in a whisper, “Are you so adamant about staying because you want to eat Rayna’s cooking, Curt?”

“No.”

In response, Kristie harrumphed. “I think that’s the reason all right. It’s obvious that you want to stick around for a free meal, Curt.”

Pressing his hand against her head, Curtis forcibly turned her around in the direction of her room. “Go back to your bedroom and change out of your pajamas. If you continue talking back to me, I’ll dismiss Mdm. Lovett and leave you to fend for yourself.”

“How petty!” Kristie muttered. Slapping his hand away, she begrudgingly returned to her bedroom.

before striding to the bar area. He snagged a

hair was pulled back in a simple ponytail that hung down her back, giving vague

fixated on her, watching as she

why is it that she has the ability to make a

somewhat irritable, he threw his head back and downed the

was helping Rayna when her phone rang out of the

the side to

frantically, “Mr. Faymon, my granddaughter is running a high fever. My son and daughter-in-law are on a business trip and can’t make it back. I’m afraid my granddaughter won’t be

I’ll give you a half-day leave. Just come over on the dot tomorrow morning,” Curtis

Faymon!” Larissa was grateful beyond words. Before leaving, she suggested, “Since you’ve got nothing to do here anyway, Mr. Faymon, you can go in and

left, Curtis remained leaning against the bar without budging

to see that Rayna

should I still go and help her? Besides, I’m not here

Lovett? Why isn’t she helping Rayna?” Kristie questioned upon seeing that

is running a high fever, so I

and lend Rayna a hand!” Upon hearing that, Kristie rolled up her sleeves and dashed toward the kitchen

stopped

that much money to compensate everyone.” As Curtis recalled her “moment of

wrong duration for the oven! Am I to leave her to do all the work by herself? That won’t be appropriate!” Kristie

the man fixedly with a crafty

of foreboding promptly

him into the kitchen and announced loudly, “Rayna, Curt

scoffed, “He can’t even

he’d be embarrassed to eat your cooking without doing anything and insisted

she was greeted by the sight of Curtis behind

pointed at the bowl of flour. “Since you’re eager to help,

his face, Curtis turned to glower at

have offered to help if he doesn’t know how to do it. He