Dear Sweetheart novel

She carried them out to the living room for Kristie. While at that, she went over to open the door and check all the groceries that had been delivered.

She bought a lot of things, three large bags in total. When she had checked everything and was going to carry them into the kitchen, a massive hand shot out and inadvertently touched the back of her hand.

“I’ll carry them.”

While she was still in a daze, Curtis had already picked up the three shopping bags effortlessly and spun around to head into the kitchen.

Rayna stared at the back of her hand, where the man’s touch seemingly left a trace of lingering warmth.

When he was steadying me just now, he moved away at lightning speed, but he’s now acting as though he didn’t notice it after touching me. Hah!

Meanwhile, Curtis took everything out of the bags and sorted them by kind. From his peripheral vision, he then saw Rayna entering the kitchen. “What are you planning to cook? I’ll wash and cut the ingredients.”

“Kristie wants to eat salmon aglio olio. Cut the salmon first, then wash some lean meat, mushrooms, and a bit of parsley,” Rayna instructed. Glancing over her shoulder at him, she added, “Tell me if you can’t slice the salmon properly.”

Grasping the mocking note in her words, Curtis was convinced that she had something against him.

His brows furrowed, and he leaned close to her, propping a hand against the sink. From that angle, he could only see the top of her head and vaguely smell a faint whiff of bluebells.

“How have I offended you, Ms. Garland? When you almost fell earlier, I even helped you up. Why are you deriding me such?” Curtis demanded lowly.

The moment Rayna heard that, her temper spiked, and she snorted coldly. “How am I deriding you? It’s a fact that you’ve never done any chores, so I’m worried that you’re incapable of doing all this.”

“Can you talk to me properly?”

Without hesitation, Rayna stared right at him. “Yes! Am I not talking to you properly right now? Also, please apologize when you accidentally touched someone.”

Curtis’ face went as black as thunder. “Yet, neither did you bother to thank me when I kept you from falling down just now.”

“I only had a near fall because you were blocking my path! I didn’t ask you to help carry the groceries earlier. You accidentally touched me, but you didn’t apologize. Don’t you think you’ve done anything wrong?” Rayna retorted at once.

Curtis was struck dumb.

a few months since I’ve last seen her, and she’s really grown to be increasingly eloquent. It’s a pity that she

of mirth flashed across his

fine, whatever you say. Can

toward you, Mr. Faymon, to put some distance between us. If I speak to you formally, it’ll remind me of the gap between us,” Rayna replied,

throbbed, and he finally understood why it was

one could

utterance from the man could garner ten ripostes from

“Ah, get out of my way! Go out if you’re not helping instead of standing around and

ears ring. Seizing hold of her chin,

longer nagged, peace

moment, Kristie came over to get some water. The sight that greeted her in the kitchen had her eyes going wide and

made her way back for some soda, bending low. Throughout it

Curtis at the waist and shoved

him, her cheeks stained with a hint of crimson. “H-How could you be so shameless when you’re a man?

Well, unless that lawyer doesn’t want to be in the legal field anymore.” Curtis rolled

her back to

to her. “In the future, don’t be

gives you

“Hmm?”

to

much satisfied with her

the kitchen. When she saw them working together in perfect harmony side by side, she marveled internally. This development is pretty good. I wonder if there’s a chance

phone on

It was Rayna’s phone.

phone, Kristie wanted to take it into the kitchen for Rayna, only to glimpse “James” on the caller ID. Recalling Rayna asking her

surreptitiously peeked into the kitchen. Seeing that the couple inside

to the country, Rayna?” No sooner had she picked up

inexorably made

handle some matters, and I’ll be gone for quite some time. Help me

is cooking in the kitchen,” Kristie answered. “Who

other end of the phone,

Kristie, and she couldn’t help venturing, “Shall I hand the phone over