Dear sweetheart novel (Rayna and Julian) novel Chapter 527

Not only do the babies need a complete home, but I also need her, my wife.

Curtis sat at the side of the bed for a long time before leaving reluctantly when the phone in his pocket vibrated.

When he came out from the condominium, he saw a car parked at the bottom of the steps.

Gabriel was standing by the car and appeared to have waited for a while.

The assistant greeted Curtis as soon as he saw the latter coming down the stairs and hastily opened the rear door.

Once in the driver’s seat, he could not help but comment, “That was…. remarkably brave of you this morning, Mr. Faymon! You spent a considerable amount of time at Ms. Garland’s, I mean, Mrs. Faymon’s home. Have you two reconciled?”

Curtis massaged his temples and snapped icily, “Why do you all have the same query? Have you got nothing else better to do?”

Only if we actually got back together would it be great.

Gabriel described to Curtis what he saw that morning while driving, “Mr. Faymon, you have no idea that the topic of you crashing a wedding has been trending on Twitter. Everyone is posting about it. Even the server has gone down.”

The latter kept silent.

“My goodness! Did you know, Mr. Faymon? Besides assembling three teams of people to deal with the news, I also sent two groups of people to the hospital to stop it. We finally succeeded in suppressing everything at noon. All of us were on the verge of collapsing!”

Curtis, who had excellent vision, grimaced in disgust when he saw his assistant chatting excitedly, saliva flying everywhere, some of it even falling on the steering wheel. “Send the car to the car dealership for a wash tomorrow,” he instructed.

“I just sent it for washing two weeks ago. It’s still not dirty!” the assistant argued.

He was met with an expressionless look from Curtis. “Just do as I say. Are you so fond of arguing?”

“Yes, of course! I’ll send it for washing tomorrow!” Gabriel was unsure of the cause of his boss’ irritation, but he knew that all would be well if he stopped arguing. “So, did you already know that Mrs. Faymon was pregnant when you took her to the hospital, Mr. Faymon?”

In truth, he did not wish to ask, but his curiosity overcame him.

Curtis casually sat with his legs crossed and questioned, “Why? Did you already know about it?”

“Y-You could say that,” Gabriel stammered. “At that time, Mrs. Faymon said that the children are—”

“Mine.”

Gabriel let out a gasp. “Really? Doesn’t that mean that Mrs. Faymon lied to me?”

For real? I honestly thought they were Jefferson’s, seeing as Rayna was getting married to him.

Curtis hummed in response before saying lightly, “She’s expecting triplets.”

“Oh, f*ck!” Gabriel took a sharp breath and nearly caused the vehicle to veer to the side. “Mrs. Faymon is so capable?”

“Watch your words!” Curtis glared coldly at him and snorted. “You’ve worked for me for a very long time, Gabriel. Yet, look at your miserable love life. You still don’t have a girlfriend even though I’m already a father.”

“Mr. Faymon, you crashed the wedding to get your wife back, yet you still…”

Gabriel was going to say, “Yet you still have the face to talk about me,” but he suddenly felt a cold aura enveloping him.

He shuddered and immediately changed his tune, “You’re absolutely right. You’re truly blessed, Mr. Faymon!”

Only then did the frosty aura around Curtis reduce a little. “Don’t say anything if you’re not good with words. You’re talking too much,” he said flatly.

Gabriel was speechless for a moment before he muttered, “Maybe I’ll end up getting married before you, Mr. Faymon!”