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.

supper because he had attended some culinary classes and improved his cooking skills. Regretfully, the corners of his mouth twitched when he went into the kitchen and saw Curtis’

suggesting tactfully, “Say, Mr. Curtis… if you can’t

bun Curtis made the previous time remained vivid in

oil in

shirt that had

pasta out and call Ms.

of

high, so he could take the pasta by going on

was aglio olio with

deep whiff, finding it pretty fragrant. Oh, I might have doubted Mr. Curtis wrongly.

toward the living

to the kitchen

second plate, he saw that the pasta was

is mine, Mr. Curtis? Isn’t there supposed to be a huge pile of grilled chicken on top? Where is it?” Carl asked Curtis,

chicken over. It’s all on Rayna’s plate,”

I’m also a kid!” Carl protested, wearing an aggrieved

placed it on the plate in the boy’s hand. “Fried eggs are rich in nutrients, and

Words eluded Carl.

fried egg on the pasta was all torn, evidence of Curtis’ inadequate cooking

Carl was still standing there with the pasta, he quirked a brow and

obviously a lot of grilled chicken, yet you didn’t even give

a smile. “Do

that the man intended to take the plate out of his hands, Carl swiftly

hungry after

of steaming hot aglio olio that smelled incredible. Then she

When she saw that Carl only had a fried egg on his plate, she said in sheer surprise, “You love eating fried eggs so

and he was just about to reply when

had stepped out of the kitchen, had a threatening look in his eyes, seemingly promising to teach Carl a lesson in the next second if he dared complain to Rayna. Clocking the warning, Carl backed down and swallowed the words