His Precious Love

She had never thought Curtis would make her cheese buns because he could not find them.

It was her first time seeing him being in the kitchen for such a long time. His back was broad, and the sight of that made her feel safe.

Rayna tiptoed over and reached out to touch his back.

A little more, and I’ll be able to hug him…

Right then, Curtis shifted his shoulder and turned around.

Rayna instinctively retracted her arm and stood transfixed in her spot, her eyes meeting with his.

“Not gonna watch TV anymore?” Curtis was a little taken aback to see her in the kitchen. He moved a little to the right, afraid that she would see the phone beside the knife block.

Rayna lied, “I’m scared you’ll end up putting sugar as if it’s salt, so I came to supervise you.”

Curtis was rendered speechless.

“How’s it going?” Rayna asked, glancing at the spot behind him. It was then she saw the wonky-shaped buns behind him and how some of the buns even had cheese spilling out of them.

When Curtis looked in the direction she was looking at, he stiffened and said awkwardly, “It’s hard to wrap it around them. I’ll redo them later.”

Rayna shook her head and smiled. “It looks good. I’m sure it’ll taste good too.”

This is already good considering that this is his first time making buns.

Then, she added, “I’m serious. This is your first time making this, and you even know how to prepare the dough and the cheese without anyone teaching you. That’s amazing!”

Curtis nodded in agreement. “It looks like I’m talented at making food.”

The chef, who had accidentally overheard the conversation, pursed his lips.

Stop bluffing, Mr. Faymon. If Ms. Garland wants you to make a whole feast, you’ll be quick in admitting your mistake.

in the kitchen a while longer

probably the oranges. Open the door,

raining. Aren’t you just tormenting them by asking them to deliver oranges here?” Rayna grumbled, but her heart was melting from his gesture, and she jogged

that it was a woman who opened the door, he froze. “Huh? Is this where…

kitchen right now.” Rayna’s eyes drifted toward the two baskets of oranges before the entrance. The smell of them was enticing, and she could not help but pick one up to peel

“Oh, okay.”

a corner before sneaking a glance at Rayna. When he saw how much she was enjoying the oranges, he realized with a start that it was not Curtis who wanted to eat the

Faymon to just

the deliveryman put

Mrs. Faymon?

up and made her get engaged to him. Gabriel had been calling her Mrs. Faymon, but she had felt nothing

onto Rayna’s face, and she glanced in the direction

and things other than hers

new girlfriend. Maybe it’s a

with the oranges, and

she had eaten. Finally, Curtis came back out of the kitchen

the coffee table, Rayna eagerly reached out for it, only to put her hands on her earlobes to cool it down in the next second after

oven. It’s certainly going to

him a glare.

as her, Curtis picked up a bun and blew on it. Once it no longer felt as hot, he

took

it was a little spicy, but the

Rayna mumbled as she

how she was going to finish the bun even if it was bad since it was Curtis’

ate one after

When he saw some cheese on the corner of her lips, he took a napkin

was soft. For a moment, Rayna had forgotten she was eating, and she could only stare at him in

I not fall for a

mulled over the gossip the men in the club room had uttered. Then, she thought about how the man before her was handsome, rich, and so capable of making yummy

needed not to do anything. All he needed was to stand

be this gentle to another woman and make great buns for another woman,

he quickly moved over to her and asked, “Why are you crying again? Do