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 directed at you,” he

look at her, warning her that she

looked back out of

the elevator

wedding dress, the second they stepped out of the elevator, the other patrons in

with a polite smile. “It has been a while since your last visit. We have a room available right now, so please let me lead

in response and brought Rayna

here?” she uttered in a low voice, still angry.

wedding dress was attracting a lot of

Curtis did not let go of her. Instead, he tightened his grip and said, “I realized

is your home. Not

turned to glimpse at her. “Ms. Garland,

conversation

matter how long she

she began

later, all the

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

she would choke on her food before pushing the glass of grape juice toward her. “No one’s going to kick you

him, but as she had stuffed her mouth full of food, her words

“You… Don’t talk…”

right, all right. I

meat, but before she could swallow, nausea rushed up

Her face turned ashen.

trash can, she vomited the

matter?” Curtis hurried over to her, his face almost as

glass he handed to her and drank half of the water inside, but she still felt uncomfortable after that. “This is frustrating. My pregnancy symptoms

do other pregnant women eat so much during their pregnancies while I puke everything

ached when he

since she had gotten pregnant, but this was the first time he saw

were no colors on Rayna’s face at all, and

you want some fruits?” Curtis softly asked. “I’ll ask them

and her mood only took a turn for the worse at the sight of the origin of her frustrations. “Curtis, you b*stard, why

the pregnancy went on, the longer she had to endure the troubles and symptoms that came with the babies. Her excitement

him so

awkwardly. “I asked you about it back then, but you said to do

cursed. “How can I possibly have heard what you said

was feeling terrible, Curtis softened his voice even more and said, “Okay, okay, this is all my fault. Have more of this tomato soup. It’s spicy,