Dear Sweetheart novel

Carl chuckled. “I heard you having a row with Mr. Curtis and saying that he was annoying.”

“That’s all?”

Carl’s eyes promptly lit up. “Don’t tell me you had a fight with Mr. Curtis even earlier? Did you win?”

Phew! Luckily, he didn’t overhear those matters Curtis and I discussed.

Relief suffused Rayna. Rolling her eyes at him, she snapped, “Where did you mind go? Why would we get into a fight? Besides, would he dare fight me when he’s a man while I’m a pregnant lady?”

“It’s a possibility.” Throwing two grapes into his mouth, Carl continued in a garbled voice, “Did you not notice that you’re unbelievably hot-tempered with Mr. Curtis? You always scold him, so it’s entirely possible that you got physical with him.”

The instant Rayna heard that, her face darkened at once. “When have I been hot-tempered?”

“It’s true, Ms. Rayna. I’ve observed it. When you previously brought Mr. Hamilton over, you were incredibly gentle with him without the slightest hint of a temper. However, you’re exceedingly fierce with Mr. Curtis. You hadn’t talked to him nicely since he came, and you even chastised him for being annoying earlier.” Carl narrated his analysis to her, his tone confident.

Is that really me?

Stunned by his comment, Rayna pondered upon it and found that it was seemingly true, but she had never been aware of it.

Subsequently, Carl questioned in a murmur, “Do you still love Mr. Curtis, Ms. Rayna? I heard women are only so hot-tempered and impetuous before the person they love.”

Grabbing a few grapes, Rayna stuffed them all into his mouth and glared at him. “No! Stop running your mouth. You’re almost as annoying as him. Eat your grapes!”

His cheeks puffed up from the bunch of grapes stuffed into his mouth. He couldn’t even utter a single word. Utter helplessness deluged him.

Hmph! I’ve undoubtedly got it right and hit her sore spot. Look at her embarrassed expression! That’s the best evidence!

Disdained by Rayna, he escaped to the kitchen to look for Curtis.

man had confidently offered to cook supper because he had attended some culinary classes and improved his cooking skills. Regretfully, the corners of his mouth twitched

a while, he finally couldn’t help suggesting tactfully, “Say, Mr. Curtis… if you can’t cook, we can order takeaway. There are still restaurants operating at this

previous time remained vivid in his mind, and he never wanted to

silent,” Curtis enunciated without even turning back. Seeing that the oil in the pan

the pan splattered onto his shirt that had been rolled up to

instructed Carl, “Carry the pasta out and call Ms.

pieces of tissue

wasn’t that high, so he could take

was aglio olio with lots of

wrongly. Despite the unskilled movements

out and hollered toward the living

hands, he happily went back to the kitchen to carry the

carried the second plate, he saw that the pasta was bare, with just

grilled chicken on top? Where

over. It’s all on Rayna’s plate,” Curtis answered

is unfair, Mr. Curtis! I’m also a kid!” Carl protested, wearing an aggrieved expression on

Curtis carefully placed it on the plate in the boy’s hand. “Fried eggs are rich in nutrients, and you were the one who asked for

Words eluded Carl.

was all torn, evidence of Curtis’ inadequate

noticed that Carl was still standing there with the pasta, he quirked a brow and

Curtis! There’s obviously a lot of grilled

merely flashed him a smile. “Do you

his hands, Carl swiftly ran off

she was rather hungry

went to the dining table and saw a plate of steaming hot aglio olio that smelled incredible. Then she spotted Carl trotting out of the kitchen with a plate in

saw that Carl only had a fried egg on his plate, she

just about to reply when a chilly gaze

stepped out of the kitchen, had a threatening look in his eyes, seemingly promising to teach Carl a lesson in the next second if he dared complain to Rayna. Clocking the warning,