“To hypnotize me too, of course. If I forget you, I won’t have so many worries anymore,” Rayna answered without a second thought.

Instantly, the air became thick with tension.

She realized she should not have said that and regretted it immediately. Just as she was about to try and cover it up, she felt a warm palm pin the back of her head, and his thin lips captured hers in a kiss.

He parted her lips and deepened the kiss, embracing her fiercely.

Although her body shrank away from him instinctively, he held her firmly in his arms.

She pressed her hands against his chest, practically gasping for air.

When he thought she had received sufficient punishment, he released her lips. He gazed at her darkly, and it frightened her to the point that she swallowed the barrage of angry words she had been ready to utter. She bit her lip, feeling a little scared.

“Are you going to say things like that again? Hmm?” Curtis asked.

Despite shooting him a glare, she was so afraid that she quickly shook her head and softened her tone. “No, not anymore.”

She felt somewhat annoyed that he still made no move to let her go even after a few seconds had ticked by. Using the fact that she was pregnant as an excuse, she said firmly, “Give me some room. You’re crushing my stomach, and it’s very uncomfortable.”

He loosened his embrace immediately, and his gaze flitted to her belly. “Is it still uncomfortable?”

“Yes!” Observing that her tactic had worked, she grew bolder and jabbed a finger at him. “I wasn’t being serious. Why did you have to get so fierce? Does bullying a pregnant woman give you a sense of satisfaction?”

Massaging her waist, she went to lie on the couch and pretended to groan as though she were in severe discomfort. That made Curtis’ anger vanished immediately, and he even tried coaxing her in a tender tone.

He placed the apple he had peeled on a plate, then grabbed a tissue to wipe his hands. “What do you feel like having for lunch?”

“Ice cream!”

He looked up at her and pretended not to have heard what she said. “Roast beef?”

“I said ice cream,” she repeated.

I seldom eat anything cold since getting pregnant, much less things like ice cream. However, I’ve been feeling hot all over, so I want some ice cream to satisfy my craving.

the couch and asked, “I recall that Carl bought a

she pulled the freezer drawer open and spotted that there were still several bars of ice cream

to reach for them, a figure stopped her and unceremoniously closed the

completely blocked

Curtis and tried to push him aside. “What’s wrong with you? I don’t want any lunch.

no matter how she pushed and shoved,

have more apples and grapes. I’ll

refrigerator, trying to

cooking sucks, so I’m sure it won’t taste nice,” she retorted, attempting to

don’t fancy eating my cooking, I can order lunch from Good Times Restaurant or

pleadingly and raised a finger. “Can I have just one, pretty

adamant when it came to such matters. “No. Do you want roast beef or

She made no response.

then,” he

would need to the apartment, then

ten minutes, Rayna glared at him when she realized he was not going to give in. She returned to the living room and ate the fruit

phoned to hire a cleaner to come by in

difficult for him, she said, “I’m planning to take a nap later. What if the cleaner comes

she rolled back her long, chiffon sleeves

He glanced at the dusty balcony helplessly. “Since the food hasn’t arrived, I’ll clean

do. How could I possibly let you do it?

lest the cleaner arrives

a crafty look in her eyes. “If

she did that to get revenge on him

outside from time to time, she would see Curtis cleaning the balcony in his work attire, spraying the floor with water from the water pipe. Meanwhile,

her breath, finally

When the time was right, she got up from the couch and headed straight toward the door. “The clothes I bought

the rubber gloves he

It’s only a few pieces of clothing,” she replied, having already slipped on her shoes and opened

and pretended to walk

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