Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 160 Kiss Me Again

“It’s just the same as other people.” Curtis began to realize Rayna’s intentions, so he asked, “Are you curious whether there are any signs when their sexual orientation changes?”

“Yes, that’s right!” Rayna slapped her thigh. “Uncle Curtis, you’re so smart!”

“There aren’t really any signs.”

His answer took her by surprise.

Curtis glanced at her and continued, “They’re no different from straight people. When they first meet someone that they’re interested in, they’ll also try to find out if they match well. It’s just that their preference for their partner’s gender is unlike ours.”

“Oh, I see…” Rayna mumbled in a daze.

No wonder I didn’t notice anything off about James, even when I’ve lived with him for so many years.

“Why are you asking about this?” Curtis queried.

Upon hearing his question, she felt like bursting into tears. Her face fell as she groaned, “You know what? I thought my younger brother, whom I’ve grown up with for nearly two decades, was straight. Yet, it turns out that…”

Her voice trailed off as she was too embarrassed to continue.

Curtis remained calm, even throwing a segment of orange in his mouth. “It seems like you can’t accept it, huh?”

“Of course, I can. He’s my brother, so his happiness is all that matters. It’s just that my mother…” At the thought of the conservative Linda, Rayna twiddled with her hair in distress. “If she finds out that James likes men, she might have a heart attack from shock.”

He had to suppress his urge to laugh when he saw her disheveled hair and troubled expression.

Smoothening her hair with his fingers, he uttered in a deep voice, “That is your brother’s problem, so it’s up to him to solve it. You stressing about it won’t help. Stop pulling at your hair. You don’t have much in the first place.”

Rayna slapped his hand away in disgust and moved backward. “Mr. Faymon, don’t touch me. You just held the oranges, so your fingers are sticky now. My hair is stained.”

Curtis’ lips twitched when he heard her impudent

James had no idea that the fib he told his sister had labeled him as a

returned to the condominium with the packed

moment he opened the door, he was greeted with a huge mess. The clean and tidy apartment he walked out of in the morning was then littered with scripts, snacks, and stuffed

couch lazily in her velvet pajamas,

dolled up to trail after him. Yet, in just a

he brought on the table, reminding her,

scowled and buried her face in the pillow.

then.” James knew she was throwing a tantrum again, but he did not indulge her.

and threw the pillow at him. “I treat

happened in the morning, James argued, “I told you that you could order takeout if you don’t want to

bodyguard, not a punching

anger. “I’m not mad about that! Are you blind?

unlucky. Not only did I lose Curt, but even my bodyguard was taken away from me! The worst is, it’s the doings of the

Can’t you just tell me if you need anything? Huh? Why won’t you break up with her when she’s so terrible? Are you going to spend the rest

out of her mouth nonstop like bullets shooting out of a machine gun. He lowered his head to

in that petite body of hers? Not only that, but her voice is so loud. Ow, my

have a girlfriend,” he said

My eyes aren’t here for nothing. I saw her! You clearly

“That’s not true.”

I

James grabbed the back of her head and sealed her

his mouth at that instant. She must’ve had lots of milk-flavored candies just now. Instinctively, he held

lips are the

long time, he finally let go of her and only snapped back to his senses when he saw Kristie’s dazed expression. At the realization of what he had just done, he had

world did I just do? How

muttered awkwardly, “I’m going to clean

recollection of the earlier scene brought a blush to