Dear Sweetheart novel

Staring at her, Curtis saw that she had cried her eyes red. The pitiful expression on her face made her look as

though someone had bullied her.

Both of them stood frozen at the door for more than ten seconds. Only then did Curtis walk down the steps and

handed a wad of cash to Gabriel.

Filled with resignation, he instructed Gabriel, “Drive around and see if you can find any cheese buns. Get a pack of

them if you do.”

“Huh?” Gabriel stood stupidly still, looking at Curtis in shock. “C-Cheese buns?”

Curtis glowered. “Are my instructions not clear enough?”

Gabriel looked in Rayna’s direction. The sight of her bobbing shoulders made him realize something. “Mr. Faymon,

this is too much trouble. It’s raining now. I have no idea who would still be selling buns at this hour. You should just

open the door and bring the cat to Ms. Garland. When I send her back later, I’ll see if there’s any place selling buns

along the way.”

“Don’t you know how to search?”

“It’s too troublesome that way. The buns will already be cold by the time I come back.”

Curtis was speechless.

“Mr. Faymon, you should hurry up and open the door. I’ll be waiting right here.”

Curtis shot Gabriel an insidious glare before stuffing the money into his hands. “Go and buy the cheese buns. If you

don’t return with them, you can start packing your bags and prepare to stay in Norham for a year.”

“I’m on my way!” Feeling a chill down his spine, Gabriel swiftly hopped into his car after taking the money.

Being his assistant is a challenging job indeed!

Curtis finally returned to the living room after watching Gabriel drive off.

When he saw Rayna still sobbing, as if he was the one who caused it, he couldn’t help but feel lost.

He consoled her, “Stop crying. I’ve sent Mr. Tylinski out to buy some. It’s just cheese buns after all.”

Even though he had known Rayna for a long time, this was the first time he had seen her cry so relentlessly.

She cries when she doesn’t get to eat her oranges or cheese buns. Where did all her tears come from?

Feeling even more aggrieved, Rayna glared at him with her reddened eyes. “What do you mean by that? Are you

saying that I’m spoiled? It isn’t my fault that my tastebuds are so picky. How could you accuse me of something like

that?”

“I didn’t say—”

“You did! I can tell from the look on your face that was what you meant!” Rayna cried even louder. “It’s just a few

oranges. Why wouldn’t you sell them to me?”

“I didn’t know it was you who got someone to call the orchard,” Curtis said calmly as he retrieved a card to open

the door with a swipe. “Come in first. It’s cold outside.”

“Then why did you block my assistant?”

Curtis was stumped.

Throughout his life, Rayna was always the one responsible whenever he was humiliated. He truly didn’t know what

to do with her.

As he opened the door, he maintained his nonchalant gaze on her. “If you’re not going to come in, I’m going to

ignore you. Also, I’ll stop them from sending you the oranges and order Mr. Tylinski not to buy you the cheese buns.

You’ll be sent home right away.”

Terrified by his threats, Rayna entered the house without a word of protest.

Behind her, a look of amusement flashed across Curtis’ face. I should have done this from the beginning if I had

known it would work.

As Rayna took off her shoes in the hallway, her eyes began to scan the surroundings like radar. Her heart was

beating anxiously as images of a woman’s high heels or other footwear began appearing in her mind.

Did he ever bring someone here?

After scrutinizing the area and the shoe cupboard, she didn’t see any feminine footwear around. The only one there

was a pair of size thirty-seven indoor slippers in blue, which she had worn previously.

The sight consequently alleviated the anxiety in her heart.

She put on the slippers and arrived in the living room and saw a white fluffy bunch running toward her before falling

down on her slipper.

Upon regaining her senses and looking downward, she realized it was Happy, covered in its soft fur. It nuzzled itself

against her slippers and looked up with its mesmerizing blue eyes, letting out a gentle purr.

“Oh my god! It’s just been a few months and you’re already so big?” Rayna squatted down to stroke the cat. She

couldn’t believe its current size when she recalled how small it was when she just left.

Her heart melted at how cute it was. She couldn’t help hugging it tightly and giving it a kiss.

Unbeknownst to her, a huge dog had appeared right in front of her. Instead of barking, it stared at her while

wagging its tail excitedly and nuzzling its head against her leg.

“Hi, there! It’s been a while, hasn’t it?” Rayna petted the dog on its head. “It’s only been a few months, but you’ve

almost grown to be as fearsome as your daddy.”

Curtis, who had walked over, curled his lips at her words. “It can finish a four-pound bag of specially formulated dog

food and various other canned food in two weeks. Even a human being on the same diet would grow just as fast.”

At the sight of Curtis, the dog began to bark and jump excitedly all around him, eliciting a look of annoyance from

him.

Even though he had spent the last few months raising the dog, he still didn’t feel comfortable being in such close

proximity to a pet.

He waved his hand and gave it a stern look.

Rayna was speechless when she saw the dog lower its tail and retreat a few steps. “He’s your dog, for goodness’

sake. Can you stop treating it like your employee? Look at how fearful it is of you.”

Settling down on the couch with Happy in her arms, Rayna called out, “Come here, Lucky. Let me shower you with

some love.”

As if he understood her, Lucky ran over to Rayna while wagging its tail furiously.

Rayna picked up a ball from the carpet and threw it in the direction of the outdoor swimming pool. When Lucky

sped after it and returned with it in its mouth, Rayna threw the ball again.

Right then, Curtis returned from the kitchen with a soda in his hand. He was warmed by the sight of Rayna playing

happily with Lucky, Happy on her lap.

He stopped in his tracks and took a sip from his drink as he continued to observe Rayna.

Her swinging action had caused the fringes neatly tucked behind her ear to fall onto her pinkish cheeks. Staring at

her side profile and listening to her gentle laugh, Curtis conjured a clear scene in his mind.

Once they had children, he could imagine her playing with them just as tenderly as she was doing now.

When the children fought over their toys, she would glare at him for standing idly by before demanding that he step

in to help.

At that moment, thoughts of the distant future warmed his heart.

It also dawned on him that his lack of love was the reason he was so adamant about finding out his family

background.

However, the void he felt now could be filled by the woman he loved and his children.

Just as he was lost in his thoughts, a sudden yelp from Rayna jolted him back to his senses. He subsequently saw

her stroking Happy on her lap as she snapped, “Stop kicking me, or I’ll be mad at you!”

Hasn’t Happy always behaved? Throughout its time with me, it has never kicked me before.

Worried that Happy would scratch Rayna, Curtis put down his drink and strode over to take Happy off her hands.

“You must have been gone too long. That’s why it kicked you out of anxiety.”

Rayna was briefly stunned, her face red.

In truth, it was the babies who had kicked her instead of Happy. Rayna figured that they were probably feeling

grumpy due to her empty stomach. Little did she expect Curtis to think that Happy was the culprit.

“I’m hungry. Are there any snacks?” Rayna changed the topic casually.

“Let me take a look.”

Curtis seldom ate at home. A housekeeper would clean the house routinely, and Gabriel would take care of the

pets’ daily needs. He really had no idea if there were any snacks at home.