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.”

grim, and he forcefully closed the lunch box. His tone was ice cold as he remarked, “Take this away with you later and throw

Mr. Faymon,” Cillian answered curtly. Despite the curiosity flooding through him, he did not dare to ask Curtis about it as

Curtis asked, “What’s this?”

a camera.” Cillian thought of Roxanne’s advice and contemplated for a moment before he said, “When

back!” Curtis yelled with a gloomy expression on his face. He thought of Rayna’s determination to

already returned all my gifts. Why do I have to receive

would reject it, but he did not expect Curtis to reject it so quickly. He muttered,

curtly, “I don’t want

“My. Faymon…”

glanced toward him. His cold gaze made Cillian shudder and dare not say another

Cillian noticed that it was useless to push Curtis further, he hummed a

house if he brought back

so hard

the door and was

on the table. He was confused about whether

and paused for a moment before he calmly

the camera on the table and said, “Mr.

not

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

was thick and fragrant, and it tasted like home. He could not help but

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

was adamant about making foods he did not like and purposely forced

hint of a smile appeared on Curtis’ lips. However,

up, so it would only make him

have been attracted by the delicious smell of the food and ran over before running around in circles at Curtis’ feet. Curtis shifted his leg aside but Lucky rubbed against

hopes of scaring it.

him and its tail wagged around happily. It even jumped and placed its paws on his knees

Curtis was rendered speechless.

he softened as he thought of how Rayna was smiling