Dear Sweetheart novel

Rayna wore a grim expression on her face, bogged down with despondency.

She then left the clubhouse with Curtis. After climbing into the car, she was silent for a while before questioning out of the blue, “Back then, did I make the wrong decision in not sending Jessie away timely after learning the truth?”

If I’d known that things would end up like this between Wyatt and Jessica, I would’ve advised her to go to another city after Gerald’s death. Away from Wyatt, she would have no burden to shoulder and would’ve definitely lived happily. She wouldn’t have died.

Aware of her thoughts, Curtis asserted while driving, “You didn’t do anything wrong, Mrs. Faymon. Don’t overthink things. Even if you had sent her away at that time, you can’t predict how her life would’ve been.”

Rayna listened to him seriously. When she registered what she had just heard, her expression darkened. Her voice was tinged with a hint of irritation as she snapped, “Please show me some respect, Mr. Faymon. Can’t you address me by my name?”

“Nope. Calling you by your name makes us seem distant. Choose one between Mrs. Faymon and Darling. Otherwise, I’ll pick for you.” Curtis glanced at her through the rearview mirror, a faint smile hovering over his lips.

At once, Rayna retorted, “Is there any use asking me when you’ve already picked?”

Chuckling lowly, Curtis hummed in affirmation. “Got it, Mrs. Faymon.”

Belatedly realizing that she had been tricked, Rayna saw red to the point that she couldn’t even hold the orange steady.

She hurled the orange peel at the man, hissing through gritted teeth, “I’ve never seen someone as shameless as you, Mr. Faymon!”

“It’s okay. You’ve now seen one, Mrs. Faymon.”

Rayna was rendered utterly speechless.

Upon arriving at the condominium, Rayna made to alight from the car, but Curtis had already circled around and opened the car door for her.

Deliberately pretending not to see it, she climbed out of the car straight away without thanking him.

The instant she saw the man carrying the box of oranges out of the car, she was afraid that he would make an excuse to enter her house later. She hurriedly suggested, “Why don’t you return to the office, Mr. Faymon? They need you there. Just put the oranges on the ground. I’ll have my brother come and transport them.”

upstairs for you.” Carrying the box with one hand, he

over his shoulder to see Rayna standing there motionlessly, his gaze darkened a shade. “Why, are you hiding a man in your house? Is that why you don’t want

could I possibly…

arched a brow and declared, “Since you’ve got no

I can’t allow a stranger into my house.” Having learned from previous experiences and being cognizant of how shameless the man had gotten recently, Rayna was afraid that he would refuse to leave after

to the spot, Curtis automatically walked over and wrapped

and he seized the opportunity to

her along, he chortled lowly. “I’m not a

Her face flushing in annoyance, Rayna wanted to slap his hand away, but she was worried that she would cause him to drop

with her, Curtis said with a gentle voice, “Okay, sure. Whatever you say, Mrs. Faymon.

had said as much, it would be unreasonable of Rayna to continue kicking up a fuss. Hence, she said nothing further, entering the condominium

to the entrance, its tail wagging away. It rubbed his head against her calf. A few seconds

it saw Curtis, it tilted

Lucky out for a walk while I was

she turned and saw Happy lying on Curtis’ slippers, she was instantly annoyed. “Why is it so clingy with you when it’s my cat?

a thing. Isn’t my dog clingy with you?” Smiling, Curtis swept his gaze over

back to Lucky, who was rubbing against her,

reared Happy for a time, he was still averse to furry pets. Worse still, Happy was in the phase of changing fur then. Cat fur littered his slippers, and the sight made his

weren’t for Rayna’s presence beside him, he would’ve tossed the cat into the

lay

her a request

“Rayna, I’ve gone out to have fun with my boyfriend. Why don’t you give Mdm. Lovett a call and have her come and cook for

stunned to hear that. In the next heartbeat, she asked,

side, motioning a man over as she elaborated, “I’ve been cooped up at

man on the screen flashed Rayna a helpless

Speech eluded Rayna.

and she almost

to get up from the couch, she jerked her head to the side and cast her gaze at Curtis, who was doing something or other in the kitchen. “Curtis, do you know that

go?” Curtis didn’t even bother to look at her,