Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 162 Flat Stomach

Right after Rayna hung up the phone, Curtis wheeled himself over to her. He studied her flat stomach and questioned, “Sweetheart, why isn’t your stomach growing when you’ve been pregnant for so long?”

Rayna was rendered speechless.

How come he knows about everything but still thinks this fake pregnancy is real?

“Mr. Faymon, stop looking. It won’t grow no matter how long you look at it.” Rayna sighed loudly and was about to clear things up with him for the third time when he suddenly leaned over.

“The baby probably has arms and legs now, right? Let me listen,” he muttered as he placed his ear against her stomach, even closing his eyes to listen carefully.

Rayna put her hand to her forehead.

He’s so cute when he’s drunk!

Just as she was about to say something, the door beeped and was suddenly pushed open. Alfred stood there in his usual suit, appearing full of vigor.

Rayna was shocked to see him.

Meanwhile, Alfred also froze at the sight of the duo’s intimate pose.

“I was passing by, so I thought of visiting,” he said. When he saw Curtis’ head against Rayna’s stomach, his eyes lit up. “You’re pregnant?”

“No—”

“Yes,” Curtis chimed in. “It’s just that her stomach isn’t growing.”

Of course it won’t grow. I’m not pregnant!

“Really?” Alfred was so delighted to hear the news that he did not notice Curtis’ uncharacteristic behavior. With a bright smile, he strode into the house and pulled Curtis away from Rayna.

Then, he led her to the couch, glancing at her stomach from time to time. “I knew you and Curtis would end up together. You two are a match made in heaven, after all. This is wonderful news!”

misunderstood,” Rayna hurriedly explained. “I’m

to tell me. Since you’re pregnant, Curtis and Ms. Sanders’ engagement

“No, I mean—”

Faymon Group goes bankrupt, as I still have enough money to support you guys!” Alfred cut her off once again. “You have to take

Rayna opened her mouth, Alfred’s

after hanging up. He reminded them, “It’s Thanksgiving in a few days, so come visit the Faymon residence then. We haven’t had good news at home

Sanders as soon as possible. Do you understand? If you dare

that, he left

but it left Rayna on the verge of breaking

him. There was nothing for her to fear now since he was

and poured a glass of water for her. “Here, drink

and roared, “I’m not pregnant! I’m

about that night at Intercontinental?

embarrassment and despair washing over her. “Please just stop talking! I

This is so humiliating!

yourself. It doesn’t matter if Faymon Group goes bankrupt. I still have tons of money. Even if you give birth to three babies, I have the financial ability to

to go insane. “Sir, I was wrong. Can we stop talking about

talk about?” Curtis gave it a thought and fished out his phone. “Then I’ll give Jasmine a call and ask her when she’s free. We’ll hold a press conference

his hands down and coaxed, “Let’s talk about this another time. The baby and I are both hungry. Can we

eat first.” Curtis stroked her stomach and added, “It isn’t good for the baby to

At that moment, she wished she had never gone

noticing that, Curtis set aside the dish and told her, “Seafood is fine, but too much isn’t good

for the grilled whole fish, he took the entire plate and picked out the fish bones. Before passing it back to Rayna, he even gave it a taste to make sure there was nothing

fish, she couldn’t help but think that Curtis was actually

soon found out that she

Curtis enthusiastically opened the maternity app on his phone and purchased a bunch of baby products. Not only that, he entered the app’s forum and engaged in discussions

body while she watched his antics. She took away his phone and said gently, “Mr. Faymon,

a bit unhappily. “Sweetheart, you’re acting too distant by calling me Mr.

I call you Curtis

“Didn’t you always call