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.

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

watching for a while, he finally couldn’t help suggesting tactfully, “Say, Mr. Curtis… if you can’t

time remained vivid in his mind, and

if you remain silent,” Curtis enunciated without even turning back. Seeing that the oil in the pan was hot enough, he tapped the egg against the edge of the cookware

oil in the pan splattered onto his shirt that had been rolled up to his elbows,

Curtis instructed Carl, “Carry the pasta out and call Ms. Rayna

Carl snagged two pieces of

high, so he could take the pasta by going on

olio with lots

Curtis wrongly. Despite the unskilled movements that render him like a novice, the pasta he made

the living

happily went back to the kitchen to carry the other plate

plate, he saw that the pasta was bare, with

pasta is mine, Mr. Curtis? Isn’t there supposed to be a huge pile of grilled chicken on

much grilled chicken over. It’s all on Rayna’s plate,” Curtis answered

Mr. Curtis! I’m also a kid!” Carl protested, wearing an

egg from the pan, Curtis carefully placed it on the plate in the boy’s hand. “Fried

Words eluded Carl.

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

oil stains on his hands. When he noticed that Carl was still standing there with the pasta, he quirked a brow

obviously a lot of

merely flashed him a smile. “Do you still

the plate out of his hands, Carl swiftly

hungry after having vomited the entire day and

to the dining table and saw a plate of steaming hot aglio olio that smelled incredible. Then she spotted Carl trotting out of the kitchen with a

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

about to reply

the next second if he dared complain to Rayna. Clocking the warning, Carl backed down and swallowed the words on the tip of his