Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 346 Mom Asks Me To Send You Food

“Good evening, Gabriel!” Cillian chuckled. “Will you be having dinner with Mr. Faymon at the Faymon residence again this year?”

“No. Mr. Faymon sent me away.”

Cillian made an “ah” sound before he asked, “Then, are you coming home?”

“Mr. Faymon won’t let me accompany him, so I’ll be home. I’m taking a private plane so I’ll reach in about an hour. Wait, why are you asking me this? Are you worried about me?”

“We’re cousins. Of course, I’ll be worried about you!”

Gabriel sneered on the other end of the phone. “That’s enough. Do you think that I don’t know you well enough? Your parents are at my place. They were showing off that you found a wife and even asked why I didn’t have a partner yet.”

Cillian could feel Gabriel’s resentment through the phone. It seemed that Gabriel had been thoroughly lectured by the elders.

Ha, that’s expected. After all, Gabriel is already twenty-nine years old.

Cillian was laughing on the inside as he rubbed his nose and said, “Will you be back to Norwal City tomorrow morning? I have something for Mr. Faymon, but I don’t dare to send it to him.”

“What is it? Could it be something from Ms. Garland?”

“Um… Yes.”

“Send it yourself!” Gabriel’s expression changed, and he even kindly advised Cillian. “The words ‘Ms. Garland’ is like a ticking timebomb. You’re on your own.”

“No way,” Cillian exclaimed miserably.

He initially only wanted to pass the camera to Gabriel since he would land in Curtis’ hands anyway. Yet, Gabriel did not want to help him.

Gabriel heaved a heavy sigh. “If it weren’t because of work, I would’ve avoided Mr. Faymon. Oh, right. Last night, I sent Mr. Faymon to his home. It’s been a while since he’s gone to the Faymon residence so I’m guessing he’ll be staying at his place for Christmas Eve. You know where he lives, right? You can just go there.”

Cillian was rendered speechless.

“Gab, have you finished your call? It’s time to eat.” Suddenly, a woman’s gentle voice could be heard from the other end of the phone.

not recognize

moment before returning to his senses as he shouted, “Oh my gosh! Gabriel, who’s that? Aren’t you having Christmas

mumbled, “It’s… a relative who’s back

you trying to trick me?” Cillian teased. “I’ve met almost all our relatives. When did you have a ‘female relative’ returning from overseas that has such

Gabriel did not provide an

Cillian chuckled.

it,

sighed as he looked at the camera in his hands and mumbled to himself, “More

had returned home, Cillian could only go to

was about to leave, he suddenly thought of something. Today is Christmas Eve, and Mr. Faymon and Ms. Garland have broken

he hesitated. In the end, he shut off the engine and

opened the door just

gone to the bedroom. He told Linda, “It seems like Mr. Faymon isn’t returning to the Faymon residence for dinner because of work. Mom, please make him some food.

you going to

his neck and replied, “Yes. It’s something important. I must send it

I’ll go cook

prepare some food. It looked as if she

sigh. How great it

later,

had prepared carbonara and bacon spaghetti and mushroom soup. The thermal container was filled to

handed him the lunch box and said, “Tell Curtis to get more rest. Don’t just focus on

“Don’t worry, Mom. I’ll make sure

Linda made and confidently made his way to Curtis’ place. From afar, he noticed there was a black car

It doesn’t look like the car Mr.

mansion. He passed by the car and looked inside. It looked like there was someone in the backseat. In

out. Her skin was pale and firm, and she

Cillian. She looked like a well-mannered woman and the way she talked was also gentle as she said,

there anything I can help you with?” Cillian stared at her

in Cillian’s hands and

box from the car and gave it to him. She said, “Please

looked her up and down and replied, “You’re already here. Why don’t you