Dear sweetheart novel (Rayna and Julian) novel Chapter 526

“Are you asking for a beating, Kristie?” Curtis lifted his hand, acting as if he was going to hit Kristie.

She screamed, bolted toward James, and hit him. “This is your fault! Why did you open the door and let Curt into my house? Aren’t you afraid he’ll do inappropriate stuff to me?”

In response, James replied, “Don’t be so narcissistic. He doesn’t like you.”

“What? I dare you to say that again!” Scowling, she twisted his ear. “Not only are you ugly, but you’re also talkative! I’ll fire you if you are mean to me again!”

“Fine.” Curtis stared at them with a half-smile. “I’ll ask Gabriel to find you another one.”

Frowning, Kristie glared at him. “He’s my bodyguard, so how I deal with him is my business. Don’t interfere! Hmph! Since you said that, I’m not going to fire him anymore!”

Curtis pressed his finger on his chin and remarked leisurely, “You complained that he’s ugly and mean to you. In that case, how about I get you a bodyguard as young as me instead?”

“Oh, please!” Upon briefly examining his appearance, she spat with disdain, “Someone like you? You can’t even coax Rayna well! I’d rather have James than someone as useless as you!”

That rendered Curtis speechless and angry. He was glowering and looking as though he wanted to punch someone.

Without delay, James carried Kristie on his shoulder and strode into the bedroom before Curtis could explode in anger.

“What are you doing? Let me go!” She hammered his back forcefully and grumbled, “Didn’t I say you’re not allowed to touch me? Why do you constantly take advantage of me, you old perv*rt?”

“How about you take a break and sleep, Ms. Winton?” he suggested.

“As if I want to do that! Can’t you see I was defending you?” Enraged, she questioned, “What if Curt chase you away while I’m sleeping, you id*ot?”

“He won’t. Just sleep.” He wasn’t in the mood to talk anymore.

“You’re my bodyguard, so if I refuse to let you leave, you can’t, do you hear me? Don’t listen to Curt!”

“Got it.”

Even though the sound of their arguments grew smaller, Curtis was still experiencing a headache. I should’ve just found a random spot outside and stood there to wait for the food delivery. Why did I come here to suffer?

It was then the doorbell rang.

Upon picking up his coat, he headed to the entrance and opened the door.

Standing outside was a deliveryman in a uniform. He was holding a box of deep-fried prawns. The fragrance of the prawns was so overwhelming that it escaped the box’s confines. “Your delivery, sir.”

“Mhm, thank you.” After taking the box, he closed the door instead of reentering the room. Then he took an elevator to Rayna’s floor.

Upon arriving at her place, he texted Carl, asking the latter to open the door.

Carl replied: This is Rayna’s residence. I’m just a guest here, so without her permission, I’m not allowed to open the door for anyone.

I bet he wrote that because he’s still mad about not getting the beef. I’m glad I came prepared with this takeout. Curtis replied with a picture of the prawns he bought.

In less than two minutes, the door opened.

Carl beamed at Curtis after seeing the box in the latter’s hand. “Ms. Rayna was the one who asked me to send the message I texted you earlier, Mr. Curtis. Now that she’s asleep, I came to open the door for you!”

“Is that so?” Curtis flashed him a fake smile. “So you’re saying it wasn’t an act of revenge against me for not buying you any beef?”