Curtis was bustling around in the kitchen with his back to Carl and didn’t reply to him.

Carl went straight into the kitchen. Standing beside the man, he lifted his head and inquired, “Why didn’t you reply to the message I sent you this afternoon, Mr. Curtis? Have you really broken up with Ms. Rayna?”

Receiving no response, he called out, “Mr. Curtis?”

A while later, he pressed on, “Why aren’t you saying anything, Mr. Curtis?” His voice was booming, blasting toward Curtis at full force.

Some time passed before Curtis finally answered in the affirmative.

“Why? Ms. Rayna is so nice. Does the person you love more surpass her in looks?” Carl asked.

At that question, Curtis glanced at him out of the corner of his eye. “There’s no one I love more.”

Frowning, Carl muttered, “But Ms. Rayna said you’ve got someone you love more and broke up with her because of that.”

“No,” Curtis denied once more. Deftly taking out the piping hot buns from the steamer, he added, “She was the one who asked for a breakup, and I merely respected her decision.”

That had Carl wholly confounded. “Huh? Then why did she ask for a breakup?”

Without bothering to answer that, Curtis grabbed his back collar with one hand while holding the buns in the other. Walking into the living room, he tossed Carl onto the couch as though hurling a cushion. “Don’t ask any more questions. Eat some buns.”

“But—”

Carl was utterly curious to know why the couple broke up, but he ended up intimidated by Curtis’ sharp gaze. Lowering his head, he took a bun from the plate.

Seeing the bun’s appearance, he couldn’t help grumbling inwardly. The bun he made is really unsightly. The mere sight of them is unappetizing!

Curtis likewise took a bun from the plate before querying casually, “Did your father contact you and your mother often after going abroad?”

“During the first two months, Daddy had video calls with us every day, but later, he didn’t even call us. He said he’s exceedingly busy, and I’m worried that I’ll disrupt him if I call him,” Carl admitted in a muffled voice, having taken a bite of the bun.

“Is that so?” Curtis’ brows knitted together.

He knew that Theodore’s father was injured in Xyperia, so Theodore had gone over to help.

serious over there, no? Why did he stay

to bite into the filling in the bun, and his face

could only swallow the bun with much difficulty. Picking up the glass of fruit juice, he downed

a bite as well. “I

and saltiness pervaded

a flash, his expression

you’ve got no talent for cooking. Nevertheless, you’re an expert in making money,” Carl comforted, patting the man on the shoulder as though he was older than his

filling as he eyed the bun in his hand. Oh God, this is

night, Rayna had polished off the entire plate of cheese buns, so he had thought they were incredibly delicious.

Rayna ate

had sung praises of the buns while eating them,

entire plate of cheese buns just for the sake of preserving my dignity. Judging from my cooking skills, the spaghetti bolognese I made in

a faint sigh. “This woman

impossible for me to hate

referring to Ms. Rayna, Mr. Curtis?”

“No.”

talking

him too talkative, Curtis outright ignored him and

Carl followed behind the man. “It’s okay even if you don’t

Words eluded Curtis.

resemble their mothers, so Ms. Rayna’s future daughter will

struck

Jerking his head back, he glowered at Carl. “If you continue

himself, Carl groused, “I didn’t speak ill

lifted his hand

pick a bedroom for myself, Mr. Curtis! Bye!” Carl quickly fled after saying that, realizing that

gone, Curtis found it much

before returning to

sight of Lucky

time when the dog and cat were usually together at all times. It took a while before

of him, the dog started wagging its initially limp tail. It was as though it wanted him to

Curtis purposefully stared

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