Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 158 What Linda Addressed Him As

Embarrassment was written all over Rayna’s face as she chuckled dryly. She then whirled around, finding herself unable to face the man, and scolded herself in her mind. I just can’t do anything right, can I? This isn’t my own place, so why did I behave like that?

When Curtis noticed her phone on the coffee table was ringing, he stopped the music and said, “Rayna, it’s your phone.”

“It’s probably the delivery man.” It was far too awkward for her to face him at the moment. “Why don’t you answer it, Mr. Faymon?”

He arched his brow as the caller ID showed that it was not the delivery man but her mother.

Nevertheless, Curtis decided to answer the call anyway since Rayna was busy kneading the dough with her hands covered in flour. “Hello?” he voiced after putting the call on loudspeaker.

“Oh, it’s my son-in-law!” Linda recognized his voice right away. “Where’s Honey?”

Oh, my gosh!

Rayna nearly burst a vessel when she heard her mother addressing Curtis as her son-in-law. At the speed of lightning, she dashed toward him and snatched her phone away, changing the audio output.

“Mom! Why did you say that?” she uttered through gritted teeth while stealing a glance at Curtis.

He did not seem shocked, considering that his expression was as calm as the sea.

“Isn’t that my son-in-law’s voice?”

“Yes— No, he’s not your son-in-law!” Rayna corrected. At that moment, she had a strong urge to run into a wall to escape from reality. “Anyway, why are you calling me?”

“You and your brother haven’t come home in a while, so I just wanted to see how you’re doing,” explained Linda. “When are you coming back for a meal? Also, I’ve made two bottles of wine. Why don’t you take some with you?”

After telling her mother she would visit her the next day, Rayna ended the call speedily.

Meanwhile, Curtis approached her in his wheelchair. “Why did your mother address me as her son-in-law earlier?”

He did not think his voice bore any resemblance to Julian’s.

“Ah! A-About that…” Under the man’s questioning gaze, Rayna’s mind went blank for a second, and she stammered an excuse, “M-My mom’s hearing isn’t the best, so she thought you were Julian.”

Curtis’

her spine, and she wondered what put him in a foul mood. Even so, she steeled herself and continued explaining, “Although my

a ‘nice’ mother she is, liking a son-in-law

his cheating, Julian

I’m at fault,

in listening to your explanations.” Curtis’ tone was ice-cold. After saying that, he wheeled himself out, leaving a confused

I say something

unknown reason, she felt Curtis was mad at her. He wore a gloomy expression for the entire day and refused to acknowledge her. Furthermore, he went as far as to place his fork down as soon as he noticed she

wanted to snap at him, but after casting a glance at the wheelchair-bound man, she tamped down her anger, drove out to get some fresh beef, and made a

Curtis was still upset

after making breakfast and gave James a call

a woman

insane? Why are you calling at this hour? You’re disrupting

Rayna was startled.

could return to her senses, the foul-mouthed woman’s voice was gone and replaced

at school? I’m picking you up to have lunch at Mom’s

Wait for me at our usual place. I’ll be there

could not hold her tongue any longer. “Who’s that woman

go wash

sister would bombard him with questions, James hung up as soon as those words fell from his

“Ms. Winton, didn’t I tell you not to touch my things?” he questioned, visibly enraged by the

disrupted my sleep,” Kristie mumbled as she kept her eyes

multi-million dollar debt he owed her, James had no choice but

to lean on him and merely threw her on the

action. Rubbing her eyes, she yawned as she made her way to the bathroom. With her mouth open, she waited

put her toothbrush in her mouth, she brushed her teeth, asking, “What

have something to do, so I’m going out.” James’ movements were quick. It only took him a couple of

hearing that, Kristie turned around and shot him a glare. “No! Is Curt looking for you? You can just make Cillian go in your stead! Anyway, I will

his forehead

“I don’t care!”

bereft of

order takeout. It’s unhygienic and not tasty at all!” added Kristie with a pitiful pout. “I want to eat something you cooked. I don’t mind eating late,