His Precious Love

Chapter 347 Hard To Please Others

Curtis’ gaze darkened. He remained silent and unmoving.

Cillian glanced at Curtis and mustered up the courage to continue, “Mr. Faymon, I don’t know why you and Ms. Garland broke up, but my mother-in-law still worries about you. Look, she even made you such a delicious meal. Besides, even if the two of you broke up, it’s not to the extent of becoming enemies, right?

“Why are you and Gabriel so similar? He’s been so talkative lately too!” Curtis glared at Cillian. His expression was still grim, but he opened the door to let Cillian in.

Cillian quickly brought the lunch boxes in.

“Woof!” A small but mighty-looking black German Shephard ran out from the living room. It barked at Cillian and gave him a scare.

“F*ck!” Cillian cursed. He looked toward Curtis with a ridiculous expression on his face. “M-Mr. Faymon, is this your German Shephard? I thought you hated—”

He remembered that Curtis hated long-haired animals.

Curtis interrupted his sentence, “No. Gabriel left it here and asked me to take care of it.”

“Huh? Gabriel…”

Cillian wanted to ask, “Isn’t Gabriel at home? Why is he asking you to take care of his dog?” However, he swallowed those questions and kept silent as he met Curtis’ cold gaze.

He brought the lunch boxes to the table and opened them thoughtfully. In an instant, the delicious aroma of pasta and mushroom soup wafted through the air.

Curtis’ expression darkened as he made his way over.

He pulled the chair on the opposite side of the table and sat down. He noticed another lunch box sitting at a side that was still closed and went to open it. “You could’ve just brought something simple over. Why did she make so much food?”

“My mother-in-law didn’t prepare that.” Cillian scratched his head, still confused about that woman and Curtis’ relationship. He said, “A woman gave it to me and made me bring it to you.”

“A woman?”

“That’s right. She’s very beautiful too.” Cillian recalled. “She has a nice figure and flawless skin, which makes her look like she’s in her twenties. She has a gentle voice and looks like someone from Jetroina.”

expression turned grim, and he forcefully closed the lunch box. His tone was ice cold as

Faymon,” Cillian answered curtly. Despite the curiosity flooding through him, he did not dare to

Curtis asked, “What’s this?”

moment before he said,

with a gloomy expression on his face. He thought of

all my gifts. Why do I have to

so quickly. He muttered, “Mr. Faymon, you could take a peek. Ms.

answered curtly, “I don’t want

“My. Faymon…”

qualified bodyguard should talk less.” Curtis glanced toward him. His

was useless to push Curtis further, he hummed a

of Linda’s house

hard

door and was about to

quickly looked back and noticed Curtis staring at the food on the table. He was confused about whether the latter had called him and probed cautiously,

picked up his fork and paused for a moment before he calmly said, “Bring

and happily walked over. He placed the camera on

might change his mind and not want the camera

little bit of liveliness that was in the

and it tasted like home. He could not help but think of

cook from Linda, so the dishes they cooked were similar. The only difference was

Rayna first moved in, she would come up with different pasta recipes every day

he did not like and purposely forced him

hint of a smile appeared on Curtis’ lips. However, it disappeared quickly and his expression turned

up, so it would only make him feel uncomfortable to think of the moments they spent

before running around in circles at Curtis’ feet. Curtis shifted his leg aside but Lucky

glared at it in hopes of

happily. It even jumped and placed its paws on

Curtis was rendered speechless.