Chapter 162: Chapter 162

Dear Sweetheart Chapter 162 Flat Stomach Right after Rayna hung up the phone, Curtis wheeled himself over to her. He studied her flat stomach and questioned, “Sweetheart, why isn’t your stomach growing when you’ve been pregnant for so long?”

Rayna was rendered speechless.

How come he knows about everything but still thinks this fake pregnancy is real?

“Mr. Faymon, stop looking. It won’t grow no matter how long you look at it.” Rayna sighed loudly and was about to clear things up with him for the third time when he suddenly leaned over.

“The baby probably has arms and legs now, right? Let me listen,” he muttered as he placed his ear against her stomach, even closing his eyes to listen carefully.

Rayna put her hand to her forehead.

He’s so cute when he’s drunk!

Just as she was about to say something, the door beeped and was suddenly pushed open. Alfred stood there in his usual suit, appearing full of vigor.

Rayna was shocked to see him.

Meanwhile, Alfred also froze at the sight of the duo’s intimate pose.

“I was passing by, so I thought of visiting,” he said. When he saw Curtis’ head against Rayna’s stomach, his eyes lit up. “You’re pregnant?”

“No—”

“Yes,” Curtis chimed in. “It’s just that her stomach isn’t growing.”

Of course it won’t grow. I’m not pregnant!

“Really?” Alfred was so delighted to hear the news that he did not notice Curtis’ uncharacteristic behavior. With a bright smile, he strode into the house and pulled Curtis away from Rayna.

Then, he led her to the couch, glancing at her stomach from time to time. “I knew you and Curtis would end up together. You two are a match made in heaven, after all. This is wonderful news!”

“Old Mr. Faymon, you’ve misunderstood,” Rayna hurriedly explained. “I’m not—”

Alfred interrupted, “Don’t worry. I know what you’re going to tell me. Since you’re pregnant, Curtis and Ms. Sanders’ engagement is now deemed invalid. Curtis will cancel their engagement.”

“No, I mean—”

“Now that you’re with child, make sure you don’t tire yourself out. It doesn’t matter if Faymon Group goes bankrupt, as I still have enough money to support you guys!” Alfred cut her off once again. “You have to take good care of yourself and rest properly.”

Right when Rayna opened her mouth, Alfred’s phone started ringing.

The call seemed to be about something urgent as he stood up right after hanging up. He reminded them, “It’s Thanksgiving in a few days, so come visit the Faymon residence then. We haven’t had good news at home for so long.”

Before leaving, he even gave Curtis a stern warning. “Cancel your engagement with Ms. Sanders as soon as possible. Do you understand? If you dare to mistreat my daughter-in-law and grandchild, I’ll break your legs!”

With that, he left in a hurry.

His whole stay didn’t even last for ten minutes, but it left Rayna on the verge of breaking down.

“Curtis Faymon!” she barked his full name while shooting daggers at him. There was nothing for her to fear now since he was drunk anyway. “Do you know how big of a misunderstanding you have just caused?”

“Sweetheart, don’t be mad.” Curtis approached her in his wheelchair and poured a glass of water for her. “Here, drink some water. Are you upset because I got engaged with someone else?”

Rayna ignored the glass he handed over and roared, “I’m not pregnant! I’m not pregnant!”

“You are,” Curtis insisted with a firm expression. “Have you forgotten about that night at Intercontinental? You even clung to me afterward. I forgot—”

“Fine, I am pregnant!” Rayna slapped her hand over his mouth, embarrassment and despair washing over her. “Please just stop talking! I beg of you!”

This is so humiliating!

Curtis removed her hand and nagged, “Even Dad told you to take good care of yourself. It doesn’t matter if Faymon Group goes bankrupt. I still have tons of money. Even if you give birth to three babies, I have the financial ability to raise them.”

Rayna felt as if she was about to go insane. “Sir, I was wrong. Can we stop talking about this, please?”

“Then what should we talk about?” Curtis gave it a thought and fished out his phone. “Then I’ll give Jasmine a call and ask her when she’s free. We’ll hold a press conference to announce the cancellation of our engagement.”

“Wow, I’m so touched. Really.” Rayna suppressed her urge to cry as she held his hands down and coaxed, “Let’s talk about this another time. The baby and I are both hungry. Can we eat first?”

“Okay, let’s eat first.” Curtis stroked her stomach and added, “It isn’t good for the baby to starve.”

Rayna was at a total loss for words. At that moment, she wished she had never gone to Tyrandas with Curtis.

During the meal, Rayna ate quite a few pieces of shrimp. Upon noticing that, Curtis set aside the dish and told her, “Seafood is fine, but too much isn’t good for the baby. Have more of this spinach soup instead.”

When Rayna was about to reach for the grilled whole fish, he took the entire plate and picked out the fish bones. Before passing it back to Rayna, he even gave it a taste to make sure there was nothing wrong with the dish.

As Rayna savored the fish, she couldn’t help but think that Curtis was actually quite adorable despite his finicky personality.

However, she soon found out that she was wrong.

After the meal, Curtis enthusiastically opened the maternity app on his phone and purchased a bunch of baby products. Not only that, he entered the app’s forum and engaged in discussions on how to take care of a pregnant woman.

Goosebumps rose all over Rayna’s body while she watched his antics. She took away his phone and said gently, “Mr. Faymon, the doctor said you need to rest. Let me take you upstairs so you can have a nap.”

“I’m not sleepy,” Curtis said a bit unhappily. “Sweetheart, you’re acting too distant by calling me Mr. Faymon.”

“Shall I call you Curtis instead?”

Curtis’ brows remained furrowed. “Didn’t you always call me Uncle Curtis? That night, at Intercontinental—”

“All right, Uncle Curtis!” Rayna interrupted. With a trembling voice, she persuaded, “Let me take you upstairs for your nap now.

When you wake up, I’ll call you by that name as many times as you want. How about that?”

Fearing that Curtis would say something appalling again, she quickly added, “As you know, I also need to nap since I’m pregnant. Uncle Curtis, you care a lot about me and the baby, right?”

As expected, that worked on Curtis. He immediately headed upstairs and went to sleep obediently.

Rayna could finally heave a sigh of relief.

After the nap, he’ll be sober and back to normal.

Rayna had planned to deal with the emails after putting Curtis to sleep, but she felt a bit sleepy after eating so much during lunch. As a result, she barely read a few emails before she fell asleep on the table.

A few hours passed by before she woke up with sore arms.

According to the time on her phone, it was already night. She figured Curtis must be sober by now, so she headed out of the study while rubbing her arms.

To her surprise, she ran into a group of people coming out of the conference room at the end of the corridor.

“Oh, what brings you here?” she asked. They were the same Faymon Group executives who had visited before, but Rayna was confused as to why they were there when she hadn’t asked them to come.

When the executives saw her, their eyes widened as though they had just discovered a whole new world.

One of them stuttered, “C-Congratulations, Ms. Garland. We will do our best to resolve Faymon Group’s problems.”

“Yes, that’s right. Please rest well, Ms. Garland!”

An ominous feeling rose inside Rayna as she took in their behavior.

The next moment, Curtis and Naomi walked out of the conference room. Before Rayna could speak, Curtis asked, “Sweetheart, did you have a good nap?”

Rayna stiffened at his words.

Why? Why is he still drunk when an entire afternoon has passed?

Unfortunately, Curtis did not notice her unnatural expression as he went on, “I asked Naomi to gather the executives here for a meeting so I could tell them about your pregnancy. Since you’ll be needing more rest from now on, I ordered them to handle Faymon Group’s affairs.”