Dear sweetheart novel (Rayna and Julian) novel Chapter 213

Dear Sweetheart Chapter 213 Unsolicited Help From Curtis Part 2
“Oh my gosh! Such a beautiful cat!”
“Of course! Elizabeth has been the reigning champion in the International Domestic Cats Competition for four years in a row!” It was natural for Gabriel to be thrilled when his beloved cat was well-liked.
Just as he moved to hold Elizabeth, planning to let Rayna carry her, the aloof cat jumped gracefully onto the cat post installed below the roof.
Gabriel scratched his head and said in resignation, “Forget it. Let’s go and see her daughter instead.”
He then led Rayna into the house to check out the Ragdoll kitten.
The palm-sized kitten was recently weaned. She was as white as a snowball except for a gray patch at the tip of her ears. The clingy kitten wobbled as she walked.
Rayna’s heart was about to melt when she saw the kitten nuzzling at her hand. She could not wait to bring the adorable animal back to her home.
“Ms. Garland, have you ever had a pet cat before?” Gabriel asked.
A brief silence later, Rayna replied, “No…”
He then began to give specific instructions for caring for the cat and the different types of food required at the various stages of growth. She listened to him intently and even took down notes on her phone.
Woof! Woof!
Suddenly, a black dog dashed out from the courtyard, frightening Rayna.
After carefully looking at the dog, she realized it was a majestic-looking black wolfdog. Behind it was a miniature and unattractive version of it.
“So, you also own wolfdogs?” Rayna exclaimed in surprise.
“That’s right. This one’s name is Kristoff.” Gabriel then called over the larger wolfdog with a look of disappointment on his face. “Other than eating, he’s useless. He always goes out to play, and he even found himself a girlfriend.”
As it turned out, Kristoff was overly active and could not be kept within the courtyard, so he ran out frequently to have fun. Coincidentally, the wealthy lady staying on the street across from Gabriel owned a female dog of the same breed. The two dogs played together, and in the end, the neighbor’s dog got pregnant.
Furious, the lady came over and gave Gabriel a good telling-off. Left with no choice, he had to offer monetary compensation and sincere verbal apologies to appease her. That was how the puppy ended up at his place.
Rayna laughed till her sides ached. “I have always thought that dogs of this breed are very imposing. I didn’t expect your dog to be the same as a Husky and even get another dog pregnant. Kristoff is really something,” she commented, gloating over his misfortune.
Gabriel let out a sigh. “Ms. Garland, I’m already in a tight spot. Please don’t laugh at me, okay?”
“Okay, I won’t.” With that promise, she stopped teasing him and asked, “What do you intend to do with the puppy? Do you plan to keep it?”
“No, it takes too much of an effort.”
His gaze was all it took for her to know what he was implying. “No way. I don’t have a yard at my place, so there’s no way I can keep it. Furthermore, I don’t know how to care for it too.”
“Poor puppy,” mumbled Gabriel as he stroked the small wolfdog. “Once my arm has recovered, I’ll find an owner for you.”
After a short chat, Rayna was ready to leave. However, she felt terrible for taking the Ragdoll kitten for free, so she offered to pay Gabriel, who adamantly refused to accept her money.
“Ms. Garland, it will be an insult to me if you insist on giving me money,” he said sternly. “I’m only giving the kitten to you because I know you love cats.”
“Then, let me buy you a meal,” she replied after pondering for a while.
Gabriel pointed to his arm, which was still in a cast, and said, “I’m not in the condition to go out, but I heard that you’re a good cook, Ms. Garland. Why don’t you make me a meal instead?”
“Sure.”
Anyway, she was not working that day and would have to cook for herself when she returned home. Considering that, she might as well cook for the both of them there.
Just as Rayna stepped into the kitchen, the doorbell rang.
Gabriel quickly rushed out because he was very sure that it was Curtis. However, when he opened the door and saw the latter, he still feigned a look of surprise. “Mr. Faymon, what are you doing here?”
“I’m here to pass you the documents.”
“Oh, thank you!” Gabriel took the documents and wanted to slam the door shut with his leg but was stopped by Curtis.
“Can I help you with anything else, Mr. Faymon?” he asked.
“I’m your boss, yet I came all the way here to deliver the documents to you. Aren’t you going to invite me inside for a glass of water?” Curtis rem