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!”

Mr. Faymon, you’ve misunderstood,” Rayna hurriedly explained.

interrupted, “Don’t worry. I know what you’re going to tell me. Since you’re pregnant, Curtis and Ms. Sanders’ engagement is now deemed invalid. Curtis will cancel

“No, I mean—”

you don’t tire yourself out. It doesn’t matter if Faymon Group goes bankrupt, as I still have enough money to support you guys!” Alfred cut

opened her mouth,

them, “It’s Thanksgiving in a

“Cancel your engagement with Ms. Sanders as soon as possible. Do you understand? If you dare to mistreat my daughter-in-law and grandchild, I’ll break

that, he left in a

ten minutes, but it left Rayna on the verge

she barked his full name while shooting daggers at him. There was nothing for her to fear now since he was drunk anyway. “Do you know how big of

be mad.” Curtis approached her in his wheelchair and poured a glass of water for her. “Here, drink some water. Are you upset because

and roared, “I’m not pregnant!

are,” Curtis insisted with a firm expression. “Have you forgotten about that night at Intercontinental? You even

slapped her hand over his mouth, embarrassment and despair washing over her. “Please just stop talking! I beg of

This is so humiliating!

and nagged, “Even Dad told you to take good care of yourself. It doesn’t matter if Faymon Group goes bankrupt. I still have tons of

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

a thought and fished out his phone. “Then I’ll give Jasmine a call and ask her when

touched. Really.” Rayna suppressed her urge to cry as she held his hands down and coaxed, “Let’s talk about this another time. The baby and I are both hungry.

first.” Curtis stroked her stomach and added, “It

loss for words. At that moment,

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

grilled whole fish, he took the entire plate and picked out the fish bones. Before passing it

help but think that Curtis was

found out

Curtis enthusiastically opened the maternity app on his phone and purchased a bunch of baby products. Not only that, he

watched his antics. She took away his phone and said gently, “Mr. Faymon, the doctor said you need to rest. Let

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

call you

always call