Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 428

Rayna did not know what was going on with her either. Recently, she had been having mood swings, and she had been picky with her food. She had been craving cheese buns, and if she could not get them, she would feel upset.

She had never thought Curtis would make her cheese buns because he could not find them.

It was her first time seeing him being in the kitchen for such a long time. His back was broad, and the sight of that made her feel safe.

Rayna tiptoed over and reached out to touch his back.

A little more, and I’ll be able to hug him…

Right then, Curtis shifted his shoulder and turned around.

Rayna instinctively retracted her arm and stood transfixed in her spot, her eyes meeting with his.

“Not gonna watch TV anymore?” Curtis was a little taken aback to see her in the kitchen. He moved a little to the right, afraid that she would see the phone beside the knife block.

Rayna lied, “I’m scared you’ll end up putting sugar as if it’s salt, so I came to supervise you.”

Curtis was rendered speechless.

“How’s it going?” Rayna asked, glancing at the spot behind him. It was then she saw the wonky-shaped buns behind him and how some of the buns even had cheese spilling out of them.

When Curtis looked in the direction she was looking at, he stiffened and said awkwardly, “It’s hard to wrap it around them. I’ll redo them later.”

Rayna shook her head and smiled. “It looks good. I’m sure it’ll taste good too.”

This is already good considering that this is his first time making buns.

Then, she added, “I’m serious. This is your first time making this, and you even know how to prepare the dough and the cheese without anyone teaching you. That’s amazing!”

Curtis nodded in agreement. “It looks like I’m talented at making food.”

The chef, who had accidentally overheard the conversation, pursed his lips.

Stop bluffing, Mr. Faymon. If Ms. Garland wants you to make a whole feast, you’ll be quick in admitting your mistake.

kitchen a while longer and enjoy him working away, but

probably the oranges. Open

you just tormenting them by asking them to deliver oranges here?” Rayna grumbled, but her heart was melting from

deliveryman saw that it was a woman who opened

toward the two baskets of oranges before the entrance. The smell of them was

“Oh, okay.”

a corner before sneaking a glance at Rayna. When he saw how much she was enjoying the oranges, he realized with a start that it was not Curtis who wanted to eat the oranges

I’ll take my leave now. Please ask Mr. Faymon to just

deliveryman put on his raincoat and rushed into

Mrs. Faymon?

calling her Mrs. Faymon, but she had felt nothing about it. Yet, now, she found that she quite liked the form

and she glanced in the direction of the kitchen at the man with a smile on her

were no women’s shoes and things other than hers

girlfriend. Maybe it’s a heartless reporter jumping

oranges, and

of how many oranges she had eaten. Finally, Curtis came back out of the

the man placed the plate on the coffee table, Rayna eagerly reached out for it, only to put her hands

oven. It’s certainly going to be hot,” Curtis

glare. “You’re

wanting to be childish as her, Curtis picked up a bun and blew on it. Once it no longer

took a

was

mumbled as she took

thinking about how she was going to finish the bun even if it was bad since it was Curtis’ first time making food. Little did she expect it

one after another like a

on the corner of her lips,

a moment, Rayna had forgotten she was eating, and she

not fall for a man like

about how the man before her was handsome, rich, and so

anything. All he needed was to stand there, and a whole group of women would throw themselves at

thought about how he would be this gentle to another woman and make great buns

tears made Curtis panic, and he quickly moved over to her and asked, “Why are you crying

“It tastes good.”