Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 317 Dumber Than Wyatt

After pondering for a moment, Rayna asked Linda, “Mom, what do you think she’s trying to do? Is she trying to appeal to my emotions?”

Linda glanced at the talisman.

“I don’t think so. She came a few times to buy wine and is a nice person. Although she’s the sister-in-law of your dad’s new wife, she holds no grudges against you,” Linda replied, locking the door of the shop.

Rayna looked at Linda warily. “Mom, why are you on her side? Did she ask you to do something for her?”

“She didn’t.”

“She really didn’t talk to you about Elijah?”

“No.” Linda gave Rayna a sidelong glance. “Don’t think of her in such a bad light. After all, she’s—never mind. Let’s go groceries shopping.”

“What is it? Mom, what are you keeping from me?” Rayna asked curiously.

“She’s an elder.”

Rayna did not doubt Linda’s words. “I told you that you have a soft heart. Just ignore her when she comes in the future. After all, she’s Elijah’s family, so she’s definitely on his side.”

“All right,” Linda said, waving her hand. “Do you still want to eat at my place? Otherwise, you can go back.”

Rayna was speechless.

Is Mom finding me annoying now?

As she took the elevator down with Linda, she looked at the talisman in her hand. My attitude was great just now. I spoke to her politely and even called her Ma’am. But Mom said I disrespected my elders. When did I do that?

After returning home from groceries shopping, Linda had Rayna help organize the boxes of grapes so that she could make wine while she went to the kitchen to prepare lunch.

“Mom, just make something simple!” Rayna yelled in the direction of the kitchen. As she had eaten nothing in the morning, she was starving now. She would eat anything Linda made.

focus on plucking the stem of

Rayna fell silent.

boxes of grapes and washed the huge jars Linda used to make wine, Linda

rushed to the dining table,

meatball soup smelled tantalizing, and there was even grilled

Rayna reached out her fork to grab a

“This is yours.”

plateful of grilled pork and then at her tiny bowl, Rayna realized how small

simple meals for your health. I’m the only one who can eat the grilled pork! Don’t tell me you want to vacuum

a roll of her eyes.

“What are you doing?”

could not recall the

replied before realizing something was wrong. “So this feast is meant

gained weight. You can lose

It’s one in the afternoon already! They’ve probably ordered takeout. Mom, you should let me eat.”

just now. They

at a

she grabbed the lunch

wine she had brewed herself. “That guy works for Curtis and is good with words. You should build

bring over the two huge jars of wine and let all the

you

the conversation with Linda, Rayna felt even worse. She hailed a taxi outside and

Ms. Garland,” the employees who passed by Rayna greeted while throwing numerous curious glances at

choice but to secretly take the elevator on the

was on, she noticed that everyone in the secretarial department was serious and busy working, including Gabriel, who

lunch box and two bottles of

his phone and stood up. “What are you doing here,

Missus?

them in shock. As Gabriel had spoken in

secretaries asked cautiously, “Mr. Tylinski, did you and