Dear sweetheart novel (Rayna and Julian) novel Chapter 222

Dear Sweetheart Chapter 222 Lucky 2
“Isabelle, you better watch your tone!” roared Elijah with his hand lifted, but before he could slap Rayna, somebody grabbed him by the wrist.
Rayna was stunned when she saw that it was Curtis who had intervened. “Mr. Faymon.”
“Are you okay?” inquired Curtis after nodding at Rayna.
“I’m fine. Even if you were not here, his hand wouldn’t be able to reach my face,” promised Rayna as she stared coldly at Elijah. “Instead of wasting your time on me, you should spend more time and money looking for another suitable donor before your son’s time is up, Elijah.”
“I admit that I was wrong to have abandoned you, but we’re talking about your brother here. He’s your blood!” shouted Elijah angrily.
“I only have one brother, and that’s James,” retorted Rayna indifferently. “Besides, my mother divorced you more than twenty years ago, so we’re no longer related. If you have a problem with that, take it to court.”
“You… You… You…” After listening to her cold daughter, Elijah got so upset that he lost the ability to form a complete sentence.
“This neighborhood has terrible security; I can’t believe they just let a stranger in. I’m going to make a formal complaint tomorrow,” mocked Rayna before walking away from Elijah.
Curtis tightened his grip on Elijah’s wrist and warned in his deep voice, “Don’t ever come back here again.”
Grimacing in pain, Elijah had no choice but to nod in agreement. Only then did Curtis let go of Elijah and enter the condominium with the puppy.
Rayna was waiting for the elevator when Curtis walked in with his dog.
“That puppy looks like it’s barely one month old,” commented Rayna as she looked at the dog that seemed afraid of Curtis because it was keeping a distance from him. “Who walks a dog that young?”
“It’s too weak, so I took it out for training,” replied Curtis casually.
The puppy then rubbed against Rayna while barking and wagging its tail. Seeing how adorable the dog was, Rayna could not help but hug it.
“You smell wonderful! Did you just get a bath?” muttered Rayna before patting the puppy and kissing it on the head. “How cute!”
The dog is cute?
I wouldn’t say I agree with her definition of the word. Curtis did not appreciate that the puppy was rubbing against Rayna’s chest, so he pinched the dog behind its neck with two fingers and pulled it away from the woman before indifferently lowering it back to the ground.
In order to prevent Rayna from picking up the dog again, Curtis changed the subject. “Was that your father?”
Rayna nodded in response. “He’s a man who cares about no one but himself. He disliked us and even divorced my mother. After remarrying and giving birth to a child with leukemia, he returned to ask for my help because the kid’s bone marrow matched mine. He’s been pestering me for the past few months, and now he’s even found out where I live.”
After hearing that, Curtis’ face hardened because he could tell from the hostility on Elijah’s face that the man was a hot-tempered person who would not shy from doing terrible things.
“I’ll inform the guards to tighten the security in the neighborhood,” promised Curtis. “You should keep something for self-defense in your bag, just in case.”
“Got it,” uttered Rayna while nodding, for she knew what the man was worried about.
“Don’t you have anything you want to tell me?”
“What are you talking about?”
“The morning news. I see you’ve met Theodore’s mother, who even gave you a present.” Curtis pretended to be casual about the matter while glancing at Rayna.
“Are you kidding? It was a total disaster!” Rayna could still feel the pain on her wrist when she recalled what had happened that morning. “His mother is nothing if not crafty. She even got a reporter outside.”
“Why did you meet with Theodore before?” inquired Curtis.
“Are you seriously asking me that question right now, Mr. Faymon?” scoffed Rayna. “I didn’t say a word when you announced that you’d be marrying Ms. Sanders, so what makes you think I have to explain myself to you?”
Curtis was relaxed at first, but after getting scoffed at like that, he hardened his face once again. “Jasmine and I are just faking the marriage. How many times do you need me to repeat myself?”
“Do you think the public cares if the marriage is real? I certainly don’t!” stated Rayna coldly.
“Are you jealous?”
After freezing for a moment, Rayna turned to stare blankly at the elevator door, refusing to look at the man.
Curtis then put one hand on the rail behind Rayna and leaned in with a smile. “About that thing you were trying to tell me last time…”
Before Curtis could finish his sentence, the elevator door suddenly opened.
“Huh? Curt? Rayna?” Standing outside the elevator was Kristie in pajamas. She was surprised to see the two, especially since they were so close to each other.
Instinctively, Kristie reached out to press the close button. “Maybe you should carry on.”
“Out you go, Mr. Faymon.” Rayna immediately distanced herself from Curtis and pushed the man and his dog out of the elevator before pressing the close button repeatedly.
Curtis stared coldly at Kristie while questioning, “What are you doing out here this late?”
“I’m hungry; I wanted to get some snacks,” explained Kristie aggrievedly. “It’s your fault that I lost my boyfriend and nearly starved to death.”
“He didn’t contact you?”
Kristie shook her head while pouting. “It’s been a month since he last answered my call. I have no idea where he went.”
“He has quite the temper.” Curtis was displeased to hear how Kristie was treated.
However, she did not side with him. “You shouldn’t have lied to Rayna. It’s your fault she suffered from a high fever for several days. If I were him, I’d be furious too.”
“Since you dislike so much, you might as well just leave. I see no point in keeping someone who prefers to side with others,” uttered Curtis.
In response, Kristie stuck her tongue out at the man. “Make me! My plan is to wait until you die alone to inherit your fortune so I can buy an island and trap him on it. Then, we’ll spend the rest of our lives together there.”
“Your plan is to take my money so you can take care of another man?” ridiculed Curtis.
“Why do you care?” Only after rolling her eyes at Curtis did Kristie notice the little puppy beside the man. “I thought you hated cats and dogs. What changed your mind?”
Kristie could not help laughing when she remembered the scene in the elevator. “There’s no doubt that you have good looks, but you have to admit you look pathetic when you’re trying to beg Rayna’s forgiveness.”
“Are you trying to end your acting career?”
“I am. Acting is so tiring,” answered Kristie with a snort. “Feel free to replace me. It’ll be your loss, not mine!”
“You ungrateful little beast!” Curtis then pinched Kristie’s cheek forcefully.
Kristie was trying to hit Curtis when the elevator door opened and revealed James in gray sportswear on the other side.
Holding a thermal bag, James pursed his lips tightly when he saw Kristie and Curtis fooling around.
“Speak of the devil,” uttered Curtis in his cold voice, breaking the silence.
As soon as Kristie turned around and saw James, she threw herself at the man and held him tightly. “Where have you been the entire month? I thought you’d left me.”
Curtis would rather not stick around to hear the rest of the conversation, so he took another elevator.
“Keep your eyes on me. Talk to me.” Holding James’ head, Kristie forced the man to focus on her before inquiring aggrievedly, “Why didn’t you answer my calls? Are you seeing someone else?”
“There was some business I had to attend to at the school. Now let go.” James wanted to remove Kristie’s hands, but she quickly jumped up, wrapped her legs around his waist, and kissed him.