Rayna did not know what was going on with her either. Recently, she had been having mood swings, and she had been picky with her food. She had been craving cheese buns, and if she could not get them, she would feel upset.

She had never thought Curtis would make her cheese buns because he could not find them.

It was her first time seeing him being in the kitchen for such a long time. His back was broad, and the sight of that made her feel safe.

Rayna tiptoed over and reached out to touch his back.

A little more, and I’ll be able to hug him…

Right then, Curtis shifted his shoulder and turned around.

Rayna instinctively retracted her arm and stood transfixed in her spot, her eyes meeting with his.

“Not gonna watch TV anymore?” Curtis was a little taken aback to see her in the kitchen. He moved a little to the right, afraid that she would see the phone beside the knife block.

Rayna lied, “I’m scared you’ll end up putting sugar as if it’s salt, so I came to supervise you.”

Curtis was rendered speechless.

“How’s it going?” Rayna asked, glancing at the spot behind him. It was then she saw the wonky-shaped buns behind him and how some of the buns even had cheese spilling out of them.

When Curtis looked in the direction she was looking at, he stiffened and said awkwardly, “It’s hard to wrap it around them. I’ll redo them later.”

Rayna shook her head and smiled. “It looks good. I’m sure it’ll taste good too.”

This is already good considering that this is his first time making buns.

Then, she added, “I’m serious. This is your first time making this, and you even know how to prepare the dough and the cheese without anyone teaching you. That’s amazing!”

Curtis nodded in agreement. “It looks like I’m talented at making food.”

The chef, who had accidentally overheard the conversation, pursed his lips.

Stop bluffing, Mr. Faymon. If Ms. Garland wants you to make a whole feast, you’ll be quick in admitting your mistake.

the kitchen a while longer and enjoy him working away, but alas, the

probably the oranges. Open

tormenting them by asking them to deliver oranges here?” Rayna grumbled, but

saw that it was a woman who opened the door,

the kitchen right now.” Rayna’s eyes drifted toward the two baskets of oranges before the entrance. The smell of them was enticing, and she could not help but

“Oh, okay.”

corner before sneaking a glance at Rayna. When he saw how much she was enjoying the oranges, he realized with

said to Rayna, “Mrs. Faymon, I’ll take my leave now. Please ask Mr. Faymon to just call the

the deliveryman put

Mrs. Faymon?

her Mrs. Faymon, but she had felt nothing about it. Yet, now, she

she glanced in the direction of the kitchen at the man with a

and things other than

Maybe it’s a heartless reporter jumping to

and she simply could not stop

of how many oranges she had eaten. Finally, Curtis came back out of the kitchen

the coffee table, Rayna eagerly reached out for it, only to put her hands on her

certainly going to be hot,” Curtis said, amused by her

glare. “You’re the

and blew on it. Once it no longer felt as hot, he

Rayna took a

was a little spicy,

tastes great,” Rayna mumbled as she

her first bite, she had been thinking about how she was going to finish the bun even if it was bad since it was Curtis’ first time making food. Little did she expect

after another like

When he saw some cheese on the corner of her lips, he took a napkin to wipe her lips. “What’s

and his voice was soft. For a moment, Rayna had forgotten

I not fall for

the men in the club room had uttered. Then, she thought about how the man before

he needed was to stand there, and a whole group

Rayna thought about how he would be this gentle to another woman and make great buns for another woman, tears sprang into

quickly moved over to her and asked, “Why are you crying again? Do the buns

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