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.

he shot an icy look at her, warning her that she was risking another round of

and looked back out of the

the elevator to

they stepped out of

polite smile. “It has been a while since your last visit. We have a

response and brought

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

wedding dress was attracting a lot of unwanted

not let go of her. Instead, he tightened his grip and said, “I realized you weren’t eating much at home, so I

is your

home either.” Curtis turned to glimpse at

she realized what the conversation had

two of them had been fighting since morning, and she was tired. No matter how long

began ordering everything she set her eyes

half an hour later, all the

indeed hungry. Furthermore,

she would choke on her food before pushing the glass of grape

she had stuffed her mouth full of food, her

“You… Don’t talk…”

all right.

into the meat, but before she could

Her face turned ashen.

she found the trash can, she vomited the food she just ate back

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

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

pregnant women eat so much during their pregnancies while I puke everything I

when he

a rough time since she had gotten pregnant, but this was the first time he

face at all,

Curtis softly asked.

can’t eat 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 any

pregnancy went on, the longer she had to endure the troubles and symptoms that came with the babies. Her excitement

him

it back then, but you said

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

was feeling terrible, Curtis softened his voice even more and said, “Okay, okay, this is all my fault. Have more of this tomato soup. It’s