Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 5

Divorce My Son Rayna’s heart continued thumping even after she exited the hotel. It wasn’t until the cold breeze struck her cheeks that she finally got a grip on herself. I actually slept with Curtis Faymon! I’m not dreaming. This is real! He’s actually Curtis Faymon! Do I have a death wish? Rayna swatted her own head, then pulled out a hundred from her pocket and hailed a taxi. Forget it. I’ll head home first and figure this out later. Right before she entered her house, Rayna made sure that there were no marks on her that would give her away. The moment she stepped in, she saw Rolanda having breakfast at the dining table. “Mom,” she greeted in a gentle tone. “The nerve of you to come back here!”

once!” Faced with Rolanda’s resentment and desire for her to leave the Faymon family, Rayna gradually clenched her fists, her face dark. She was well aware of her humble family background and the fact that she had married up. Nonetheless, she had been

her. After reminding herself to bear with it, Rayna took a deep breath and answered, “Mom, I didn’t miss the doctor’s appointment on purpose. I was just too caught up with work. As for what I said to you yesterday, it was just my frustration at work talking.” However, the unconvinced Rolanda insisted on the divorce, saying, “Don’t call me Mom. You’re no

different departments. He worked in the planning department, whereas she worked in the translation department. Faymon Group Tower was huge, and both of them were separated by thirty floors. When she first arrived at Faymon Group, Julian had told her that office relationships weren’t allowed and that they were to keep the fact that they were married a secret. As a result, no one in the office knew that they were husband and