Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 524

“W-Why did you stand outside the door? And what did you hear?” Intense fear that Carl had overheard the conversation between her and Curtis swamped Rayna, and her heart lodged into her throat.

Carl chuckled. “I heard you having a row with Mr. Curtis and saying that he was annoying.”

“That’s all?”

Carl’s eyes promptly lit up. “Don’t tell me you had a fight with Mr. Curtis even earlier? Did you win?”

Phew! Luckily, he didn’t overhear those matters Curtis and I discussed.

Relief suffused Rayna. Rolling her eyes at him, she snapped, “Where did you mind go? Why would we get into a fight? Besides, would he dare fight me when he’s a man while I’m a pregnant lady?”

“It’s a possibility.” Throwing two grapes into his mouth, Carl continued in a garbled voice, “Did you not notice that you’re unbelievably hot-tempered with Mr. Curtis? You always scold him, so it’s entirely possible that you got physical with him.”

The instant Rayna heard that, her face darkened at once. “When have I been hot-tempered?”

“It’s true, Ms. Rayna. I’ve observed it. When you previously brought Mr. Hamilton over, you were incredibly gentle with him without the slightest hint of a temper. However, you’re exceedingly fierce with Mr. Curtis. You hadn’t talked to him nicely since he came, and you even chastised him for being annoying earlier.” Carl narrated his analysis to her, his tone confident.

Is that really me?

Stunned by his comment, Rayna pondered upon it and found that it was seemingly true, but she had never been aware of it.

Subsequently, Carl questioned in a murmur, “Do you still love Mr. Curtis, Ms. Rayna? I heard women are only so hot-tempered and impetuous before the person they love.”

Grabbing a few grapes, Rayna stuffed them all into his mouth and glared at him. “No! Stop running your mouth. You’re almost as annoying as him. Eat your grapes!”

His cheeks puffed up from the bunch of grapes stuffed into his mouth. He couldn’t even utter a single word. Utter helplessness deluged him.

Hmph! I’ve undoubtedly got it right and hit her sore spot. Look at her embarrassed expression! That’s the best evidence!

Disdained by Rayna, he escaped to the kitchen to look for Curtis.

cook supper because he had attended some culinary classes and improved his cooking skills. Regretfully, the corners of his mouth

couldn’t help suggesting tactfully, “Say, Mr. Curtis… if you can’t cook, we can order takeaway. There are still restaurants operating at

previous time remained vivid in his mind, and he never wanted

the oil in the pan was hot enough, he tapped the egg against the edge of

onto his shirt that had been rolled up

it, Curtis instructed Carl, “Carry the pasta out and call

Carl snagged two pieces of tissue and wiped his

could take the

olio with lots of

doubted Mr. Curtis wrongly.

out and hollered toward the living room, “Come and have aglio

back to the kitchen to carry

saw that the pasta was bare, with

to be a huge pile of grilled

over. It’s all on Rayna’s plate,”

is unfair, Mr. Curtis! I’m also a kid!” Carl protested, wearing an aggrieved expression on

out the fried egg from the pan, Curtis carefully placed it on the plate in the boy’s hand. “Fried eggs are rich in nutrients, and you were

Words eluded Carl.

pasta was all torn, evidence of

When he noticed that Carl was still standing there with the pasta, he quirked a brow and asked,

There’s obviously a lot of grilled

him a smile. “Do you

out of his hands, Carl swiftly ran off with the pasta that only had

at first, but she was rather hungry

plate of steaming hot aglio olio that smelled incredible. Then she spotted Carl trotting out of

chair, she sat down. When she saw that Carl only had a fried egg on his plate,

was just about to reply when a chilly gaze suddenly

the next second if