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.

warning her

scowled and looked back out

before taking the elevator to Good Times Restaurant on the second

the second they stepped out of

the server greeted, only giving Rayna a brief glance with a polite smile. “It has been a while since your last visit. We have a room available right

in response and

here?” she uttered in a low voice, still angry. “I don’t want to eat.

realized that her wedding dress

did not let go of her. Instead, he tightened his grip and said, “I

is your home. Not

never said it was your home either.” Curtis turned

what the conversation had been, she

No matter how long she fought

once she took the menu, she began ordering

hour later, all the

indeed hungry. Furthermore, the food at Good Times Restaurant

food before pushing the glass

she had stuffed her mouth full of food, her

“You… Don’t talk…”

all right.

the meat, but before she could swallow,

Her face turned ashen.

can, she vomited the food she

matter?” Curtis hurried over to her, his face almost as pale as

handed to her and drank half of the water inside, but she still felt uncomfortable after that. “This

women eat so much during their pregnancies while

ached when

that she had been having a rough time since she had gotten pregnant, but this was the

face at all, and

some fruits?” Curtis softly asked. “I’ll ask them to send

only took a turn for the worse at the sight of the origin of her frustrations. “Curtis, you b*stard, why didn’t

endure the troubles and symptoms

hate him so

throat awkwardly. “I asked you about it back then, but you said to

Rayna cursed. “How can I possibly have heard what you said back

okay, this is all my fault. Have more of this tomato soup. It’s spicy, so I doubt