Dear Sweetheart novel

Chapter 525

Out of the blue, Rayna recalled the spaghetti bolognese Curtis had made back when she stayed at his place.

Although it was salty and tasted quite awful, I still finished the entire plate. Then, there’s today’s aglio olio. His cooking skills are dismal, and it doesn’t taste good, but I don’t disdain it. I still feel the same way about him, and my feelings for him seemingly never changed. But why…

Subsequently, the memory of her begging him on that rainy night flashed through her mind.

I went as far as going to my knees, but he remained wholly unmoved. He opened the door and allowed another woman into his house yet never spared me a single glance. How can I simply forgive and forget when he inflicted such pain upon me?

Sorrow seeped into her. As she recalled the past, her eyes stung as she ate, and she started crying without warning.

Tears streamed down her face like a faucet and fell onto the plate.

Curtis noticed that she was keeping her head lowered and saying nothing. A while later, her shoulders even started quivering. On the whole, something seemed amiss with her. His gaze darkened, and he grabbed her shoulders, forcing her to look up.

Unexpectedly, he was greeted by the sight of her tear-stained face. Worse still, she was still crying.

Panic promptly seized him. He used his thumb to wipe her tears off. “What’s wrong? Why are you crying?”

Carl interjected frostily, “Stop asking the obvious, Mr. Curtis! It’s because your cooking tastes horrible. But then, the pasta is just a bit bland. Is Ms. Rayna crying because the grilled chicken is awful?”

Jerking his head over, Curtis shot him a glare.

However, he had no choice but to admit, with embarrassment coloring his features, “Indeed, my cooking isn’t that great. I thought it’d be fine so long as I followed the steps, but I never thought… I’d fail so spectacularly. If it’s horrible, just leave it. I’ll take you out for something else.”

Carl couldn’t resist raising his hand and saying softly, “I want to go as well, Mr. Curtis. I’d like to have deep-fried prawns.”

Alas, Curtis ignored him entirely. He thought that Rayna found the pasta unpalatable, so he would just take her out for some other food.

To his surprise, her tears suddenly ceased, and her aggrieved expression turned emotionless. She even brushed his hand away.

The change in her was so rapid that his hand remained suspended in mid-air, and he was a touch lost.

What’s happening here?

man beside her, Rayna

little over ten minutes, she finally finished the aglio olio. Putting down the fork,

and he hated her attitude

misunderstanding between us. We need

but her gaze remained impassive. “There’s no other misunderstanding as you’ve explained everything necessary, Mr. Faymon. Thank you for

headed to the door. Then she opened

of events,

taste good, but Ms. Rayna doesn’t have

Rayna is

shed tears earlier because she

it was indeed my negligence that

jacket when he walked past the living

was deliberate to distance herself from him, he sighed inwardly. “Rest earlier with Carl. I’ll

Mr. Faymon.” Rayna’s voice was flat, and she didn’t even bother

out of the house, the door

he

knew that Rayna was stubborn, so tarrying there wouldn’t do him any good. He would be better off figuring out a way to mend the

didn’t go home but

door, looking like an elderly man in pajamas. He stared

go

out.” Brushing past

down on the couch in the living room and massaged

glass of soda, James walked over and placed it on the coffee table before taking a seat across from him. “In that case, shouldn’t you go home?

to visit and

rendered dumbfounded, the corners

that at home if

just want to eat here,” Curtis replied coldly while tapping open the food

and Rayna, so he’s frustrated. It isn’t surprising that

that reason, James didn’t bother taking

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