Dear Sweetheart novel

“Mom!” Rayna whipped her head toward her mother. “Are you not going to help me out?”

“I-I don’t have anything to say to this.” Linda was surprised to hear Rayna call out for her. Cautiously, she said, “I think Mr. Faymon is right…”

“Right? You call this right? He’s guilt-tripping me!”

Rayna was shaking from fury when she realized that even her mother was not taking her side. In the next second, she shoved her chair away and stormed outside.

“Ms. Linda, please continue with your meal.” With that said, Curtis hurried after her.

Right as Rayna reached the garden, Curtis, who caught up with her, grabbed her hand tightly.

“Are you going back? I’ll send you home.”

“I don’t need that!” Rayna bellowed. “Let go of me!”

Yet, Curtis brought her to the open-air parking lot and shoved her into the car as if he could not hear her.

After getting into the driver’s seat, he was greeted by the sight of Rayna’s angry expression. At that, he let out a silent chuckle before leaning over to buckle her safety belt for her.

When he pulled the safety belt past her stomach, he saw a slight bump in her stomach.

Then, he tugged on the safety belt to check its elasticity to make sure that it would not press too much against her stomach.

As he started the car, he asked, “Back to the condominium?”

Rayna turned her head toward the window and ignored him.

He slowly drove out of the Faymon residence as both continued to stay silent.

When Curtis noticed that the air conditioner was directed at Rayna, he reached over to push the flaps up and increased the temperature.

Once Rayna realized that the inside of the car had gotten hotter, she grimaced and pushed the flap back down to direct the breeze at herself.

“Stop messing with it.” Curtis pushed it back up.

“Who’s messing with you? I’m feeling hot.” Rayna huffed and redirected the air conditioner at herself. “If you don’t want me to be in your car, stop the car and let me off.”

“You’ll be feeling unwell later if you have the air conditioner directed at you,” he said.

an icy look at her, warning her that she was risking another round of chiding from him if she were to keep doing

looked back out of the

underground garage before taking the elevator to Good Times Restaurant on the second

a wedding dress, the second they stepped out of

Rayna a brief glance with a polite smile. “It has been a while since your last visit.

quietly in response

uttered in a low voice, still angry.

realized that her wedding dress was attracting a lot

her. Instead, he tightened his grip and said, “I realized you weren’t eating much

is your home.

Curtis turned to glimpse at her. “Ms. Garland, are you overthinking

stiffened. Once she realized what the conversation had been, she clamped

morning, and she was tired. No matter how long she fought with him, the

menu, she began ordering everything

than half an hour later, all the dishes she ordered

hungry. Furthermore, the

fearing that she would choke on her food before pushing the glass of grape juice toward her.

head to glance at him, but as she had stuffed her mouth full of food, her words

“You… Don’t talk…”

chuckled despite himself. “All right, all right. I won’t say anything

then bit into the meat, but before she could

Her face turned ashen.

vomited the food

matter?” Curtis hurried over to her, his face almost as pale as hers. “Did you eat too

felt uncomfortable after that. “This is frustrating. My pregnancy symptoms are getting worse.

during their pregnancies while I puke everything I

ached when he heard

had gotten pregnant, but this was the

on Rayna’s face at all, and

softly asked. “I’ll ask them to send

them.” Rayna was already feeling ill, and her mood only took a turn for the worse at the sight of the origin of her frustrations. “Curtis, you b*stard, why didn’t you take

endure the troubles and symptoms that came

hate him so

his throat awkwardly. “I asked you about it back

can I possibly have

even more and said, “Okay, okay, this is all my fault. Have more of this tomato soup. It’s spicy, so