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.”

cold as he

curiosity flooding through him, he did not dare to ask Curtis about it

Curtis asked, “What’s this?”

advice and contemplated for a moment before he said, “When we were eating, Ms. Garland

want it. Take it back!” Curtis yelled with a gloomy expression on his face. He thought of Rayna’s determination to return his gift and

Why

but he did not expect Curtis to reject it so quickly. He muttered, “Mr. Faymon, you could take a peek. Ms. Garland gave

curtly, “I

“My. Faymon…”

talk less.” Curtis glanced toward him. His

it was useless to push Curtis further, he hummed a reply

of Linda’s house

hard

and was about to leave,

on the table. He was confused about whether the latter had called him and probed cautiously, “Mr. Faymon, did

and paused for a moment before

and happily walked over. He placed the camera on the table and said,

his mind and not

liveliness that was in the house was gone. It became

some mushroom soup. The soup was thick and fragrant, and it tasted like home. He could

the dishes they cooked were similar. The only difference was that

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

did not like and purposely forced him to

a hint of a smile appeared on Curtis’ lips.

him feel uncomfortable to think of the moments they spent

delicious smell of the food and ran over before running around in

hopes of scaring it.

its tail wagged around happily. It even jumped and placed its paws on his knees as it

Curtis was rendered speechless.