Dear Sweetheart Chapter 436
Chapter 436
Curtis was bustling around in the kitchen with his back to Carl and didn’t reply to him.
Carl went straight into the kitchen. Standing beside the man, he lifted his head and inquired, “Why
didn’t you reply to the message I sent you this afternoon, Mr. Curtis? Have you really broken up with
Ms. Rayna?”
Receiving no response, he called out, “Mr. Curtis?”
A whileter, he pressed on, “Why aren’t you saying anything, Mr. Curtis?” His voice was booming,
sting toward Curtis at full force.
Some time passed before Curtis finally answered in the affirmative.
“Why? Ms. Rayna is so nice. Does the person you love more surpass her in looks?” Carl asked.
At that question, Curtis nced at him out of the corner of his eye. “There’s no one I love more.”
Frowning, Carl muttered, “But Ms. Rayna said you’ve got someone you love more and broke up with
her because of that.”
“No,” Curtis denied once more. Deftly taking out the piping hot buns from the steamer, he added, “She
was the one who asked for a breakup, and I merely respected her decision.”
That had Carl wholly confounded. “Huh? Then why did she ask for a breakup?”
Without bothering to answer that, Curtis grabbed his back cor with one hand while holding the buns
in the other. Walking into the living room, he tossed Carl onto the couch as though hurling a cushion.
“Don’t ask any more questions. Eat some buns.”
“But—”
Carl was utterly curious to know why the couple broke up, but he ended up intimidated by Curtis’ sharp
gaze. Lowering his head, he took a bun from the te.
Seeing the bun’s appearance, he couldn’t help grumbling inwardly. The bun he made is really unsightly.
The mere sight of them is unappetizing!
Curtis likewise took a bun from the te before querying casually, “Did your father contact you and
your mother often after going abroad?”
“During the first two months, Daddy had video calls with us every day, butter, he didn’t even call us.
He said he’s exceedingly busy, and I’m worried that I’ll disrupt him if I call him,” Carl admitted in a
muffled voice, having taken a bite of the bun.
“Is that so?” Curtis’ brows knitted together.
He knew that Theodore’s father was injured in Xyperia, so Theodore had gone over to help.
But there’s nothing serious over there, no? Why did he stay there for a few months?
Carl happened to bite into the filling in the bun, and his face contorted at once.
Since Curtis was there, he could only swallow the bun with much difficulty. Picking up the ss of fruit
juice, he downed more than half its content. “Where did you buy this bun, Mr. Curtis?”
Curtis took a bite as well. “I made it. Isn’t it pretty—”
When he ate the filling, spiciness and saltiness pervaded his entire mouth. Verily, it tasted horrible.
In a sh, his expression froze.
“It’s okay, Mr. Curtis. This makes it evident that you’ve got no talent for cooking. Nevertheless, you’re
an expert in making money,” Carlforted, patting the man on the shoulder as though he was older
than his age.
Curtis forced himself to swallow the filling as he eyed the bun in his hand. Oh God, this is downright
awful!
That night, Rayna had polished off the entire te of cheese buns, so he had thought they were
incredibly delicious. It wasn’t until after he sampled them that he realized they tasted atrocious.
Yet, Rayna ate them all.
As he recalled how she had sung praises of the buns while eating them, his emotions became a
jumbled mess.
It’s obviously horrible, but she finished the entire te of cheese buns just for the sake of preserving
my dignity. Judging from my cooking skills, the spaghetti bolognese I made in the morning must have
been rather unptable as well. Yet, she also polished it off.
He heaved a faint sigh. “This woman is just…”
Truly, she makes it impossible for me to hate her.
“Who? Are you referring to Ms. Rayna, Mr. Curtis?” Carl inquired, intrigue brimming in his eyes.
“No.”
“Who were you talking about, then, Mr. Curtis?”
Finding him too talkative, Curtis outright ignored him and stood up to head upstairs.
Locking his phone, Carl followed behind the man. “It’s okay even if you don’t end up with Ms. Rayna,
Mr. Curtis. Anyway, she’s still my future mother-inw.”
Words eluded Curtis.
“People say daughters resemble their mothers, so Ms. Rayna’s future daughter will definitely take after
her in the looks department. She’ll undoubtedly be beautiful!”
Thatment struck Curtis dumb.
At longst, he snapped and stopped walking. Jerking his head back, he glowered at Carl. “If you
continue yakking, I’ll throw you and your luggage out and leave you to sleep on the streets.”
Shrinking into himself, Carl groused, “I didn’t speak ill of you, Mr. Curtis.”
Curtis lifted his hand threateningly.
“I’m going to pick a bedroom for myself, Mr. Curtis! Bye!” Carl quickly fled after saying that, realizing
that the man wasn’t joking.
With his voice gone, Curtis found it much more peaceful.
He stayed in the study for two hours before returning to his room to shower after finishing his work.
When he came out of the bathroom in a robe, he was greeted by the sight of Lucky sprawled on the
carpet beside the bed. It had entered the room at some point in time.
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He wondered why Happy was missing this time when the dog and cat were usually together at all
times. It took a while before he remembered that it had long since been taken away by Rayna.
At the sight of him, the dog started wagging its initially limp tail. It was as though it wanted him to y
with it.
s, Curtis purposefully stared straight ahead.
He sat down on the edge of the bed. Something seemingly urred to him, for he opened the side
drawer. However, he found that the silk scarf inside was missing. He opened the second drawer for a
look, but still, it wasn’t there.
Did Gabriele into the bedroom and touch my things?
Immediately, Curtis gave Gabriel a call.
As soon as the call was connected, Gabriel reported before he could even say anything, “I’ve already
settled the matter regarding Mr. Reed! Also, I’ve sent all the documents you wanted to your email!”
“Why are you so nervous?”
“I’m afraid that you’d be in a bad mood and send me to Yeringham again,” Gabriel admitted pitifully.
Back then, he inexplicably said he wanted to send me to Yeringham to work for some time. But when I
was about to board the ne with my luggage, he gave me a call and said I didn’t need to go anymore.
I’m a bit scared, what with him changing his mind so often now. I n to bring Ste home for a
meal this weekend, so I don’t want to be sent to Yeringham at this juncture!
Paying his words no mind, Curtis demanded, “Did you touch my things when you came to pick Rayna
up previously?”
“No. I waited for Ms. Gand to pack her things before driving her away. Did you lose something, Mr.
Faymon?”
After more than ten seconds of silence, Curtis divulged, “I lost a silk scarf.”
“A silk scarf?”
Chagrined by Gabriel’s exaggerated surprise, Curtis threatened coldly, “You really want to go to
Yeringham, do you?”
Gabriel hastily denied, “No, not at all! I want to remain by your side, Mr. Faymon! What kind of silk scarf
is it, Mr. Faymon? Could you have put it somece and forgotten about it?”
“I’ve always kept it in the drawer of the right bedside table, so that isn’t usible. You’ve seen it once.
It’s a dark blue Hermès silk scarf.” Curtis sounded a touch awkward.
“I remember now! When I came over to pick Ms. Gand up that day, Lucky sprinted downstairs with a
silk scarf in its mouth. I thought it belonged to Ms. Gand!”
Indeed, it belongs to Rayna. But…
Curtis looked down with a baleful expression on his face, nning to settle the score with the dog, only
to find that the carpet was empty, as it had taken off ages ago. Such rage flooded him that his blood
boiled.
I’ve been feeding it top-notch food and water, yet it keeps going against me!
“Mr. Faymon? How about I seek Ms. Gand out early tomorrow morning and ask her for the silk
scarf?” Gabriel couldn’t help venturing when he received no response from the man even after a long
while had passed.
“No, it’s okay. All right, that’s all,” Curtis uttered cidly before ending the call.
That silk scarf is the only thing she left me. Since she took it back, so be it. Asking her for it out of the
blue will only lower my status, making it seem as though I miss her desperately.
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