Dear sweetheart novel (Rayna and Julian) novel Chapter 160

Dear Sweetheart Chapter 160 Kiss Me Again

“It’s just the same as other people.” Curtis began to realize Rayna’s intentions, so he asked, “Are you curious whether there are any signs when their sexual orientation changes?”

“Yes, that’s right!” Rayna slapped her thigh. “Uncle Curtis, you’re so smart!”

“There aren’t really any signs.”

His answer took her by surprise.

Curtis glanced at her and continued, “They’re no different from straight people. When they first meet someone that they’re interested in, they’ll also try to find out if they match well. It’s just that their preference for their partner’s gender is unlike ours.”

“Oh, I see…” Rayna mumbled in a daze.

No wonder I didn’t notice anything off about James, even when I’ve lived with him for so many years.

“Why are you asking about this?” Curtis queried.

Upon hearing his question, she felt like bursting into tears. Her face fell as she groaned, “You know what? I thought my younger brother, whom I’ve grown up with for nearly two decades, was straight. Yet, it turns out that…”

Her voice trailed off as she was too embarrassed to continue.

Curtis remained calm, even throwing a segment of orange in his mouth. “It seems like you can’t accept it, huh?”

“Of course, I can. He’s my brother, so his happiness is all that matters. It’s just that my mother…” At the thought of the conservative Linda, Rayna twiddled with her hair in distress. “If she finds out that James likes men, she might have a heart attack from shock.”

He had to suppress his urge to laugh when he saw her disheveled hair and troubled expression.

Smoothening her hair with his fingers, he uttered in a deep voice, “That is your brother’s problem, so it’s up to him to solve it. You stressing about it won’t help. Stop pulling at your hair. You don’t have much in the first place.”

Rayna slapped his hand away in disgust and moved backward. “Mr. Faymon, don’t touch me. You just held the oranges, so your fingers are sticky now. My hair is stained.”

The corner of Curtis’ lips twitched when he heard her impudent words.

Meanwhile, James had no idea that the fib he told his sister had labeled him as a homosexual.

He returned to the condominium with the packed food in his hands.

The moment he opened the door, he was greeted with a huge mess. The clean and tidy apartment he walked out of in the morning was then littered with scripts, snacks, and stuffed toys.

Kristie lay on the couch lazily in her velvet pajamas, looking like a typical couch potato.

James could not help but feel impressed by her drastic transformation. In the morning, she left the house all dolled up to trail after him. Yet, in just a few hours, she had removed her makeup and lay sprawled on the couch.

“Eat your lunch.” He cleared away the snacks and placed the lunch he brought on the table, reminding her, “You should cut out these junk foods. They’re unhealthy.”

Kristie scowled and buried her face in the pillow. “I’m not eating. Take it away!”

“I’ll throw it then.” James knew she was throwing a tantrum again, but he did not indulge her. Instead, he picked up the food and headed to the kitchen.

“Ugh, you’re so mean, Gray Wolf!” She sat up from the couch in a huff and threw the pillow at him. “I treat you so well and even bought you a house. What did you do in return?”

Thinking that she was upset about what happened in the morning, James argued, “I told you that you could order takeout if you don’t want to wait. Why are you taking it out on me now?”

I’m a bodyguard, not a punching bag!

Kristie stormed toward him barefoot, her face flushing with anger. “I’m not mad about that! Are you blind? Is she the only woman left in this world? She’s cheating on you! Don’t you know that?”

She got more riled up as she spoke. I’m so unlucky. Not only did I lose Curt, but even my bodyguard was taken away from me! The worst is, it’s the doings of the same woman!