Dear Sweetheart

Dear Sweetheart Chapter 525

Chapter 525

Out of the blue, Rayna recalled the spaghetti bolognese Curtis had made back when she stayed at his place.

Although it was salty and tasted quite awful, I still finished the entire plate. Then, there’s today’s aglio olio. His cooking skills are dismal, and it doesn’t taste good, but I don’t disdain it. I still feel the same way about him, and my feelings for him seemingly never changed. But why…

Subsequently, the memory of her begging him on that rainy night flashed through her mind.

I went as far as going to my knees, but he remained wholly unmoved. He opened the door and allowed another woman into his house yet never spared me a single glance. How can I simply forgive and forget when he inflicted such pain upon me?

Sorrow seeped into her. As she recalled the past, her eyes stung as she ate, and she started crying without warning.

Tears streamed down her face like a faucet and fell onto the plate.

Curtis noticed that she was keeping her head lowered and saying nothing. A while later, her shoulders even started quivering. On the whole, something seemed amiss with her. His gaze darkened, and he grabbed her shoulders, forcing her to look up.

Unexpectedly, he was greeted by the sight of her tear-stained face. Worse still, she was still crying.

Panic promptly seized him. He used his thumb to wipe her tears off. “What’s wrong? Why are you crying?”

Carl interjected frostily, “Stop asking the obvious, Mr. Curtis! It’s because your cooking tastes horrible. But then, the pasta is just a bit bland. Is Ms. Rayna crying because the grilled chicken is awful?”

Jerking his head over, Curtis shot him a glare.

However, he had no choice but to admit, with embarrassment coloring his features, “Indeed, my cooking isn’t that great. I thought it’d be fine so long as I followed the steps, but I never thought… I’d fail so spectacularly. If it’s horrible, just leave it. I’ll take you out for something else.”

Carl couldn’t resist raising his hand and saying softly, “I want to go as well, Mr. Curtis. I’d like to have deep-fried prawns.”

Alas, Curtis ignored him entirely. He thought that Rayna found the pasta unpalatable, so he would just take her out for some other food.

To his surprise, her tears suddenly ceased, and her aggrieved expression turned emotionless. She even brushed his hand away.

The change in her was so rapid that his hand remained suspended in mid-air, and he was a touch lost.

What’s happening here?

man beside her, Rayna

aglio olio. Putting down the fork, she uttered placidly, “Thank you for cooking,

her attitude that felt so distant all of

still be some misunderstanding between us.

her gaze remained impassive. “There’s no other misunderstanding as you’ve explained everything necessary,

to her feet and headed to the door. Then she

that turn of events, Carl was downright

Curtis made doesn’t taste good,

you made. Ms. Rayna is so livid that she’s kicking you out. Hurry

of his terrible cooking. She had shed tears earlier because

past, it was indeed my negligence that

his jacket when he

to distance herself from him, he sighed inwardly.

was flat, and she didn’t even bother looking at

of the house, the

as though he was thoroughly

without saying anything because he knew that Rayna was stubborn, so tarrying there wouldn’t do him any good. He would be better off figuring out a way to mend

home but took

like an elderly

didn’t go

booted me out.” Brushing past him, Curtis strolled into the

down on the couch in the living room

soda, James walked over and placed it on the coffee table before taking a seat across from him. “In that case, shouldn’t you

here to visit and order

dumbfounded, the corners of

that at home if you

go home. I just want to eat here,” Curtis replied coldly while

a sour note between him and Rayna, so he’s frustrated. It isn’t surprising that he’s being

bother taking offense at the

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