Dear Sweetheart Chapter 425
Chapter 425
Jasper clicked his tongue in response. “Mr. Faymon, don’t use me of being a cunning businessman
when I’m obviously a kind person.”
Curtis couldn’t be bothered to respond.
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He led Rayna away, and a pin-drop silence descended upon the private room.
Jasper scanned the surroundings and cocked a brow. “Why is everyone so quiet?”
“Um… About Ms. Gand and Mr. Faymon…” Morton stammered with fear in his eyes. “Didn’t they
break up?”
Everyone could clearly see how Curtis had spoken to her affectionately and had had his arm around
her when they left.
It sure as hell doesn’t look like it!
Jasper shrugged. “On the surface, yes, but who knows in reality? Mr. Faymon forbids Ms. Gand from
working with me. It’s evident Mr. Faymon’s interest in Ms. Gand is far from over.”
Upon hearing those words, the rest of the men were secretly relieved that they didn’t offend Rayna in
any way.
Curtis wasn’t just an outstanding young man, but one whose methods were extremely ruthless.
Despite being an adopted son of the Faymon family who started out with a small stake in Faymon
Group, he managed to end up taking ownership of the entirepany—a feat that was simply
unprecedented.
Getting on Curtis’ nerves was the equivalent ofmitting suicide.
While everyone was sighing in relief, Morton was the only one who looked distraught.
He hadn’t forgotten how he had forced Rayna to drink and ended up having her throw the drink back at
him. When he wanted to retaliate, Curtis’ indifferent expression made him assume that things were
over between them. Yet, that did not seem to be the case.
I’m doomed!
As he left the club with her in his arms, Curtis was amused at the sight of Rayna peeling an orange
while sobbing. “Those are just oranges. Why are you crying so hard over them?”
She makes it look as if someone has bullied her.
Upon arriving at the entrance, they realized it was raining cats and dogs outside.
At that moment, the waitress who had served Rayna at the restaurant came up from behind and
handed Curtis two umbres. “Mr. Faymon, congrattions!” She wore a cheeky smile on her face as
she spoke.
Congrattions?
After watching the waitress return inside, Curtis turned to look at Rayna. Wyatt’s staff must be taught a
lesson. They’re such bbermouths.
Upon spotting Gabriel’s car that had stopped by the sidewalk, Curtis opened the umbre to shield
Rayna as they scurried toward it.
When Gabriel hurriedly alighted from the car and saw a woman in Curtis’ arms, he assumed Curtis had
found himself ady after getting himself drunk.
However, he quickly realized it was Rayna upon taking a closer look.
The sight of Gabriel staring nkly at them caused Curtis to frown. “Open the damn door!”
“Oh, right!” After he frantically opened the door and watched Curtis help Rayna into the car, Gabriel felt
the urge to be nosey. “Mr. Faymon, why is Ms. Gand—”
The next moment, Gabriel was cowed into silence when Curtis shot him a murderous re.
Any more questions would mean the death of him.
Gabriel turned on the heater in the car and drove silently. Rayna, sitting in the back, didn’t say a word
throughout as well. All she did was continue peeling her orange, filling the entire car with its fragrance.
Upon noticing how unrestrained she was eating them, Curtis snatched them from her hands, worried
that she would overeat.
“Take a break before you continue.”
Rayna threw him a nce. She could feel the repressed frustration swell up within her. The very next
second, she burst into tears. “I just feel like having them. I-It’s not like I refuse to pay you for it.” She
retrieved her purse and grabbed a wad of cash. “Is this enough?”
Feeling helpless against her tendency to cry at a moment’s notice, Curtis replied, “I didn’t say you need
to pay. I just wanted you to take a break so that you don’t die from overeating.”
Rayna gave him a teary-eyed look. “Are you cursing me?”
Curtis was rendered speechless.
Gabriel, who was at the wheel, burst into brazenughter. While trying to suppress his smile, he said,
“Mr. Faymon, you should let Ms. Gand have them. Oranges are easily digestible.”
Curtis responded with an insidious gaze. “Do you think I don’t know that? It’s easy to get a cough from
having too many of them.”
Gabriel quipped, “Do you prefer to watch her cry?”
“You’re a jerk to bully me even though we have broken up.” Rayna snapped at Curtis right then.
For some inexplicable reason, she felt particrly sensitive and vulnerable, where the slightest emotion
was enough to make her cry, especially in front of him. She had the feeling that he was enjoying
himself while she was wallowing in her suffering.
Frustrated by the situation, Curtis had no choice but to return the oranges to her.
Rayna snuggled up to the side to finish her orange, paying him no heed at all.
Gabriel watched the scene through the rearview mirror and held back his urge tough for fear of
incurring Curtis’ ire. “Mr. Faymon, when I was at your ce delivering something in the afternoon, I
noticed Happy coughing out hairballs, so I bought some hairball gel for it. Remember to feed it twice
every week so that it doesn’t choke to death from licking its own fur.”
At the mention of Happy, Rayna looked up at asked, “Is it shedding a lot of furs?”
“It loses fur easily when the seasons change. A little hairball gel won’t hurt,” Gabriel replied. “Anyway,
Ms. Gand, I’ll drive you inside your residential area. It’s difficult to walk because of the rain.”
Instead of answering immediately, Rayna looked in Curtis’ direction.
A short while passed before she finally spoke. “Since I’m free today, I’d like to take the cat back home.”
With suspiciously fast reflexes, Gabriel answered with a gleeful smile, “Okay. In that case, I’ll drive you
hometer by myself.”
Curtis’ eyes darkened instantly, for he had never felt Gabriel to be this annoying before.
Soon, Rayna finished all the oranges. Instead of being satisfied, she became even hungrier.
Carrying three babies made her digest her food fast, and hunger woulde just as quickly.
Stroking her stomach, Rayna wondered how lucky Curtis was for impregnating her with triplets. At the
same time, shemented the fact that she had to be the one to suffer in the end.
When Curtis looked at her from the corner of his eyes and noticed her awkward reaction, he asked with
furrowed brows, “Did you really overeat?”
“Overeat, my foot!” Rayna turned her head away to ignore him, exasperated.
Curtis was dumbfounded.
Soon, they arrived at the residential area Curtis was staying in.
The heavy rain at night had covered the ground with puddles where a single step was enough to wet
the hem of one’s trousers.
After waiting for Curtis to alight, Rayna moved herself to the right, hoping to stay under the cover of
Curtis’ umbre.
Curtis read her mind. He handed her the umbre before sweeping her off her feet. The abruptness of
his action took her by surprise, causing her to wrap her arms around his neck frantically.
Once she calmed down, she bit her lip and said, “I can walk by myself. I’m not a cripple.”
“Your cat just bathed two days ago. I’m worried it would nuzzle itself against you when it sees you,”
Curtis said in a grim voice. “If it rubs itself against your dirty pants, it’ll have to take another bath
tomorrow.”
When Rayna saw the flooded ground and how the water sshed against Curtis’ pants, she refrained
frommenting further.
As she leaned intimately against his chest, the warmth of his body made her heart race. Her sensitive
mind began to wonder if he had carried Ste this way too.
The resulting jealousy made her feel aggrieved again.
Just as she sniffled, the spicy and fragrant scent she detected in the air triggered her hunger pangs.
When she finally settled down in front of the door, she couldn’t help but burst into tears again.
“You’re crying again?” Curtis pinched his already wrinkled brows. “I beg of you, please stop crying. I’ll
get someone to send oranges to your condominiumter.”
In between her sobs, Rayna murmured, “I… I want a cheese bun.”
Curtis was bereft of words.
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