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.”

closed the lunch box. His tone was ice cold as he remarked,

not dare to ask Curtis about it as

Curtis asked, “What’s this?”

he said, “When

want it. Take it back!” Curtis yelled with a gloomy expression on his face. He thought of Rayna’s determination to return his gift and

my gifts. Why do

so quickly.

answered curtly, “I don’t want

“My. Faymon…”

Curtis glanced toward him. His cold gaze made Cillian shudder and

Curtis further, he hummed a reply and slumped his

could already imagine Roxanne kicking him out of Linda’s house if he brought back the camera and relayed Curtis’

so hard to

opened the door and was

noticed Curtis staring at the food on the table. He was confused about whether the latter had called him and probed cautiously,

up his fork and paused for a moment before he calmly said, “Bring the

to his senses and happily walked over. He placed the camera

not want

little bit of liveliness that was in the house was gone. It became cold and quiet once

had some mushroom soup. The soup was thick and fragrant, and it tasted like home. He could not help but think of Rayna cooking

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

different pasta recipes every day for him

was adamant about making foods he did not

a hint of a smile appeared on Curtis’ lips. However, it disappeared quickly and his expression turned grim once more as

had broken up, so it would only make him feel uncomfortable to think of

running around in circles at Curtis’ feet. Curtis shifted

it in hopes

at him and its tail wagged around happily. It even jumped and placed its paws on his knees as it looked at him with a

Curtis was rendered speechless.

Rayna was smiling as she hugged Lucky and