Dear Sweetheart Chapter 525


    Chapter 525


    Out of the blue, Rayna recalled the spaghetti bolognese Curtis had made back when she stayed at his


    ce.


    Although it was salty and tasted quite awful, I still finished the entire te. Then, there’s today’s aglio


    olio. His cooking skills are dismal, and it doesn’t taste good, but I don’t disdain it. I still feel the same


    way about him, and my feelings for him seemingly never changed. But why…


    Subsequently, the memory of her begging him on that rainy night shed through her mind.


    I went as far as going to my knees, but he remained wholly unmoved. He opened the door and allowed


    another woman into his house yet never spared me a single nce. How can I simply forgive and


    forget when he inflicted such pain upon me?


    Sorrow seeped into her. As she recalled the past, her eyes stung as she ate, and she started crying


    without warning.


    Tears streamed down her face like a faucet and fell onto the te.


    Curtis noticed that she was keeping her head lowered and saying nothing. A whileter, her shoulders


    even started quivering. On the whole, something seemed amiss with her. His gaze darkened, and he


    grabbed her shoulders, forcing her to look up.


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    Unexpectedly, he was greeted by the sight of her tear-stained face. Worse still, she was still crying.


    Panic promptly seized him. He used his thumb to wipe her tears off. “What’s wrong? Why are you


    crying?”


    Carl interjected frostily, “Stop asking the obvious, Mr. Curtis! It’s because your cooking tastes horrible.


    But then, the pasta is just a bit nd. Is Ms. Rayna crying because the grilled chicken is awful?”


    Jerking his head over, Curtis shot him a re.


    However, he had no choice but to admit, with embarrassment coloring his features, “Indeed, my


    cooking isn’t that great. I thought it’d be fine so long as I followed the steps, but I never thought… I’d


    fail so spectacrly. If it’s horrible, just leave it. I’ll take you out for something else.”


    Carl couldn’t resist raising his hand and saying softly, “I want to go as well, Mr. Curtis. I’d like to have


    deep-fried prawns.”


    s, Curtis ignored him entirely. He thought that Rayna found the pasta unptable, so he would just


    take her out for some other food.


    To his surprise, her tears suddenly ceased, and her aggrieved expression turned emotionless. She


    even brushed his hand away.


    The change in her was so rapid that his hand remained suspended in mid-air, and he was a touch lost.


    What’s happening here?


    Ignoring the man beside her, Rayna continued eating.


    After a little over ten minutes, she finally finished the aglio olio. Putting down the fork, she uttered


    cidly, “Thank you for cooking, Mr. Faymon. Leave the tes for Carl to wash.”


    A frown marred Curtis’ countenance, and he hated her attitude that felt so distant all of a sudden.


    “Rayna, there might still be some misunderstanding between us. We need to talk.”


    Rayna shed him a smile, but her gaze remained impassive. “There’s no other misunderstanding as


    you’ve exined everything necessary, Mr. Faymon. Thank you for the supper you made. I’ll see you


    out.”


    Pushing back the chair, she got to her feet and headed to the door. Then she opened the door and


    stood there waiting.


    At that turn of events, Carl was downright bewildered.


    It’s true that the pasta Mr. Curtis made doesn’t taste good, but Ms. Rayna doesn’t have to kick him out,


    does she?


    He whispered to Curtis, “Look how awful the pasta you made. Ms. Rayna is so livid that she’s kicking


    you out. Hurry up and apologize to her.”


    However, Curtis knew that Rayna wasn’t acting thus because of his terrible cooking. She had shed


    tears earlier because she had recalled the past. That was why her attitude toward him turned


    indifferent.


    When ites to everything that happened in the past, it was indeed my negligence that brought about


    a chasmic misunderstanding between us both.


    Without saying anything, he snagged his jacket when he walked past the living room.


    Dipping his head and catching a glimpse of her detached expression that was deliberate to distance


    herself from him, he sighed inwardly. “Rest earlier with Carl. I’ll be leaving.”


    “Okay. Goodbye, Mr. Faymon.” Rayna’s voice was t, and she didn’t even bother looking at him.


    The instant Curtis stepped out of the house, the door immediately mmed shut behind him.


    It was as though he was thoroughly unweed there.


    In truth, he only left without saying anything because he knew that Rayna was stubborn, so tarrying


    there wouldn’t do him any good. He would be better off figuring out a way to mend the cracks in their


    rtionship.


    Anyhow, he didn’t go home but took the elevator to Kristie’s ce.


    James opened the door, looking like an elderly man in pajamas. He stared at Curtis intently.


    “Things didn’t go well with Rayna?”


    “Yeah. She booted me out.” Brushing past him, Curtis strolled into the house.


    He casually plopped down on the couch in the living room and massaged his throbbing temples with


    his fingers.


    Pouring him a ss of soda, James walked over and ced it on the coffee table before taking a seat


    across from him. “In that case, shouldn’t you go home? Or are you here to seek my help?”


    “I’m here to visit and order takeout.”


    James was rendered dumbfounded, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.


    “Can’t you do that at home if you want to have takeout, Mr. Faymon?”


    “No. I’m toozy to go home. I just want to eat here,” Curtis replied coldly while tapping open the food


    delivery application.


    Things likely ended on a sour note between him and Rayna, so he’s frustrated. It isn’t surprising that


    he’s being so short-tempered.


    For that reason, James didn’t bother taking offense at the man.


    “I heard that the situation over at Xyperia is tricky. Do you need me to go over and lend a hand?” he


    asked.


    By then, Curtis had already ordered a takeaway. Picking up the soda, he took a few sips. “Cillian is


    there, so it’s okay. He’d been working with you previously, so he would undoubtedly discern your


    identity if you were to go over.”


    James nodded in agreement. Subsequently, hemented somberly, “I didn’t expect Mrs. Xavier to be


    so ruthless that she even set Mr. Xavier up.”


    “No one could’ve expected it. As the saying goes, a tiger, though cruel, would not devour its cub.”


    Curtis leaned his head back against the couch, weary to the bone.


    In the past few days, he had been snowed under because of that matter.


    A whileter, he took out his phone and pulled up a photo before sliding it over to James.


    “There is something I need you to handle, but it’s exceedingly dangerous. If you don’t want to ept


    the task, I’ll get someone else to do it.”


    James scrutinized the person in the photo. In no time, hemitted the individual to memory.


    Deleting the photo, James answered calmly, “You’ve sent everyone to Xyperia, so you won’t be able to


    find anyone more outstanding than me in Norwal City. I’ll go. Trust me, Mr. Faymon.”


    At that, Curtis chuckled. “I’ve always trusted you a great deal, never having doubted you.” He then


    paused for a moment before asking, “Regarding the matter with Kristie… do you hate me?”


    Turning, James cast a nce at the bedroom door that was tightly closed before shaking his head. “I


    was the one at fault in this matter. I failed to take good care of her. I’ve got to thank you for handling


    this matter decisively and not holding a grudge against me.”


    Despite the magnanimous reply, Curtis heaved a deep sigh.


    It’s impossible that he doesn’t hate me at all. At that time, I dared to shoot Rayna and even had the


    urge to kill him. But when I really got someone to hypnotize Kristie so that she’d forget everything that


    had to do with him, I got soft-hearted again after keeping guard beside her night by night, watching as


    she wept and begged someone not to leave in her dreams. That had realization dawning upon me that


    it was futile even if I’d erased all her memories. She might have been able to start afresh, but she


    wouldn’t again encounter someone she loved so much. Even if she were to get married, she wouldn’t


    be truly happy. That aside, it wasn’t entirely his fault either.


    He relented and allowed James off the hook so they could be together. He was willing to give thetter


    another opportunity.


    “Huh? Why are you not in bed yet, Mister?” Kristie walked out of the bedroom, rubbing her eyes.


    She thought that James was staying upte before catching sight of Curtis beside the man. In a sh,


    her drowsiness vanished. She rushed into the living room like lightning and plopped down next to


    Curtis.


    “Whoa! The scene whereby you barged into the church and called a halt to the wedding this morning


    was so cool, Curt! Was Rayna moved? And did she say anything?” Kristie gushed excitedly.


    Finding her all too noisy, Curtis frowned. “This is none of your business.”


    “Judging from your expression, Curt, your talk with Rayna must have ended badly. Look at your tone. If


    I were Rayna, I wouldn’t choose you either!” Kristie huffed with a snort, rolling her eyes at him.


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