Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 520

Curtis looked calm in contrast to the woman’s fury. He even said, “My sperms are of the best quality. Another man might not be able to let you get pregnant with triplets. If you want the kid, you’ll have to accept my term.”

“Mom!” Rayna whipped her head toward her mother. “Are you not going to help me out?”

“I-I don’t have anything to say to this.” Linda was surprised to hear Rayna call out for her. Cautiously, she said, “I think Mr. Faymon is right…”

“Right? You call this right? He’s guilt-tripping me!”

Rayna was shaking from fury when she realized that even her mother was not taking her side. In the next second, she shoved her chair away and stormed outside.

“Ms. Linda, please continue with your meal.” With that said, Curtis hurried after her.

Right as Rayna reached the garden, Curtis, who caught up with her, grabbed her hand tightly.

“Are you going back? I’ll send you home.”

“I don’t need that!” Rayna bellowed. “Let go of me!”

Yet, Curtis brought her to the open-air parking lot and shoved her into the car as if he could not hear her.

After getting into the driver’s seat, he was greeted by the sight of Rayna’s angry expression. At that, he let out a silent chuckle before leaning over to buckle her safety belt for her.

When he pulled the safety belt past her stomach, he saw a slight bump in her stomach.

Then, he tugged on the safety belt to check its elasticity to make sure that it would not press too much against her stomach.

As he started the car, he asked, “Back to the condominium?”

Rayna turned her head toward the window and ignored him.

He slowly drove out of the Faymon residence as both continued to stay silent.

When Curtis noticed that the air conditioner was directed at Rayna, he reached over to push the flaps up and increased the temperature.

Once Rayna realized that the inside of the car had gotten hotter, she grimaced and pushed the flap back down to direct the breeze at herself.

“Stop messing with it.” Curtis pushed it back up.

“Who’s messing with you? I’m feeling hot.” Rayna huffed and redirected the air conditioner at herself. “If you don’t want me to be in your car, stop the car and let me off.”

unwell later if you have the air conditioner

at her, warning her that she was risking another round of chiding from him if

back

the elevator to Good

was in a wedding dress, the second they stepped out of

a polite smile. “It has been a while since your last visit. We have

response and brought

here?” she uttered in a low voice, still angry. “I don’t want

dress

Instead, he tightened his grip and said, “I realized you weren’t eating much at home, so I brought you

is your home.

your home either.” Curtis turned to glimpse at her. “Ms. Garland,

realized what the conversation had

tired. No matter how long she fought with him, the man would continue to do

began ordering everything she set her

than half an hour later, all the dishes she ordered were

had not eaten anything for the entire day, so she was indeed hungry. Furthermore, the food at

the glass of

glance at him, but as she had stuffed her

“You… Don’t talk…”

himself. “All right, all right. I won’t

into the meat, but before

Her face turned ashen.

found the trash can, she vomited the food she

his face almost as pale as

she still felt uncomfortable after that. “This is frustrating. My pregnancy symptoms are getting worse. I feel like vomiting

much during their pregnancies while I puke everything I

when he heard

time since she had gotten

on Rayna’s face at

asked. “I’ll ask them

ill, and her mood only took a turn for the worse at the sight of

had to endure the troubles and

hate him so

cleared his throat awkwardly. “I asked you about it back then, but you said to do whatever I

I possibly have heard what you said

all my fault. Have more of this