Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 157 Heartache

Seeing that Naomi was making her way toward the conference room, Curtis trailed behind her. However, he did not go in and only caught a glimpse of Rayna through the half-open door. She was standing before the desk, pointing at the screen behind her as she spoke.

He observed the slender figure in silence.

The woman was wearing a flax-colored knitted dress that day, and her hair was tied neatly into a ponytail, making her look professional. Moreover, she had exquisite facial features and exuded a cold, elegant aura that commanded respect.

Unlike her previous mild-mannered self, she carried herself with confidence and pride as of then.

That was the result of his training.

Looking at the all-powerful Rayna, Curtis felt a sense of indescribable satisfaction. A hint of joy surfaced in his eyes, and after observing her for a little longer, he left the place quietly.

It ended up being a long meeting that lasted well past seven o’clock at night. All of the executives looked exhausted as they emerged from the conference room.

“Oh my goodness, how could the meeting last all day? I’m so tired!”

“Me too.”

“Did you guys notice that Ms. Garland is far scarier than Mr. Faymon during meetings? She seems to have absolutely no concept of time.”

The executives chattered among themselves while making their way downstairs. Soon enough, they had the shock of their lives when they noticed the subject of their discussion—Curtis—was sitting in the living room.

Why is Mr. Faymon here? Could it be that he has some sort of relationship with Ms. Garland?

They began speculating as soon as they saw Curtis, but none of them dared to utter their thoughts aloud. Wearing smiles, the executives greeted him and got out of the mansion right away.

About five minutes later, Rayna finally came downstairs, rubbing her shoulders as she went down the steps.

“Being a CEO is much more tiring than being an employee,” she mumbled. Only when she saw Curtis in the living room did she recall that she was in his mansion.

Rayna smacked her forehead, frustration written all over her face. “I’m sorry, Mr. Faymon. The meeting ran longer than I expected. I’ll go cook right away.”

“No need. Let’s just order takeout.” His heart ached at the sight of her weary expression.

spoke, she was already dashing into the kitchen.

poured some milk into a cup, thinking of heating it for Rayna so that she could have a

a dull thud

the ground when his gaze landed on the kitchen. A cloud passed over his face, and he instantly went to

“Rayna!”

tapped Rayna’s face to wake her up.

the woman

on her forehead to check her temperature. Rayna was not running a fever. It appeared that she

lingered on her for a few seconds, after which he

Rayna a checkup and found

stay up late and sleep earlier instead. If she continues overworking herself, it may affect

nodded in understanding.

he opened a bottle of liquid medicine and poured some of its content into a spoon before feeding it

Thus, she spat it out

helpless. How can she recover if she refuses to

another try, and that time around, the spoon was almost knocked to the ground. Left with no other choice, he could only resort to his previous method. Curtis held the medicine in his mouth and brought his lips toward hers, forcing her to drink

could smell the faint scent of coffee in her mouth and assumed she must have had plenty during the

kiss and

her lips, and he wiped it off with his thumb. Watching the fast-asleep Rayna, he felt his heart soften and

Rayna woke up feeling invigorated. A puzzled expression crossed her face when she noticed she was sleeping on the bed while wearing the same

in the kitchen, so I carried you

did not quite know what to say. “Y-You could’ve just given me a blanket, Mr. Faymon. You didn’t have

off as she imagined Curtis lifting her up and bringing

Curtis lifted the newspaper and began reading through it casually. “It’s just that you knocked your head on the

stupid?” Shocked, Rayna instinctively touched

at her at length before covering his lips with

just about

Mr. Faymon!” Eventually, Rayna figured out he was only teasing her. With her brows furrowed, she stormed into the kitchen and began preparing

day was to head to the office after breakfast and return by noon once she

disturb Curtis’ rest if she constantly had

the remaining matters. “You’re the CEO. If you need

Group’s survival, after all. Before Chester made his next move, she dared