Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 347 Hard To Please Others

Curtis’ gaze darkened. He remained silent and unmoving.

Cillian glanced at Curtis and mustered up the courage to continue, “Mr. Faymon, I don’t know why you and Ms. Garland broke up, but my mother-in-law still worries about you. Look, she even made you such a delicious meal. Besides, even if the two of you broke up, it’s not to the extent of becoming enemies, right?

“Why are you and Gabriel so similar? He’s been so talkative lately too!” Curtis glared at Cillian. His expression was still grim, but he opened the door to let Cillian in.

Cillian quickly brought the lunch boxes in.

“Woof!” A small but mighty-looking black German Shephard ran out from the living room. It barked at Cillian and gave him a scare.

“F*ck!” Cillian cursed. He looked toward Curtis with a ridiculous expression on his face. “M-Mr. Faymon, is this your German Shephard? I thought you hated—”

He remembered that Curtis hated long-haired animals.

Curtis interrupted his sentence, “No. Gabriel left it here and asked me to take care of it.”

“Huh? Gabriel…”

Cillian wanted to ask, “Isn’t Gabriel at home? Why is he asking you to take care of his dog?” However, he swallowed those questions and kept silent as he met Curtis’ cold gaze.

He brought the lunch boxes to the table and opened them thoughtfully. In an instant, the delicious aroma of pasta and mushroom soup wafted through the air.

Curtis’ expression darkened as he made his way over.

He pulled the chair on the opposite side of the table and sat down. He noticed another lunch box sitting at a side that was still closed and went to open it. “You could’ve just brought something simple over. Why did she make so much food?”

“My mother-in-law didn’t prepare that.” Cillian scratched his head, still confused about that woman and Curtis’ relationship. He said, “A woman gave it to me and made me bring it to you.”

“A woman?”

“That’s right. She’s very beautiful too.” Cillian recalled. “She has a nice figure and flawless skin, which makes her look like she’s in her twenties. She has a gentle voice and looks like someone from Jetroina.”

tone was ice cold as he remarked, “Take this

the curiosity flooding through him, he did not dare to ask Curtis about it as

Curtis asked, “What’s this?”

advice and contemplated for a moment before he said, “When we were eating, Ms. Garland called me and asked me to give

on his face. He

my gifts. Why do I have to

expect Curtis to reject it so quickly. He muttered, “Mr. Faymon, you could take a peek.

“I don’t want

“My. Faymon…”

His cold gaze made Cillian shudder and dare not say

push Curtis further, he hummed a reply and slumped his shoulders as he

him out of Linda’s house if he brought back the camera and

hard to please

as Cillian opened the door and was about to leave, Curtis called him

confused about whether the latter had called him and probed cautiously,

for a moment before he calmly said, “Bring the

happily walked over. He placed the camera on the table and said, “Mr. Faymon, take a

that Curtis might change his mind and not want the camera again, Cillian hurried out the

the little bit of liveliness that was in the

tasted like home. He could not help but think of Rayna

the dishes they cooked were similar. The only difference was that

remembered when Rayna first moved in, she would come up with different pasta recipes every day for him such as bacon and carbonara fettuccine, meatball marinara

adamant about making foods he did not

on Curtis’ lips. However, it disappeared quickly and his expression turned grim once more as he

so it would only make him feel uncomfortable to think of

to have been attracted by the delicious smell of the food and ran over before running around in circles at Curtis’ feet. Curtis shifted

hopes of scaring

and its tail wagged around happily. It even jumped and placed its paws

Curtis was rendered speechless.

smiling as she hugged Lucky