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His Precious Love

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Chapter 179 Take A Swim

“Yes.” Alfred smiled faintly, his tone carrying a hint of regret. “She was a good child. If I had been there

earlier…”

Perhaps it was too painful for him to share the story. He did not say anything further.

Alfred handed the sapphire ring to Rayna. “Here, take this. It’s useless for me to keep it.”

“I can’t accept this,” said Rayna as she took two steps back. She liked Curtis, but it was still uncertain

how their relationship would develop from there. It was a gift too burdensome for her to accept. “It’s best

if you give it to Mr. Faymon.”

“Oh, my poor Curtis.” Alfred let out an exaggerated sigh. “No one likes him since he was a child. I can’t

believe he’s suffering the same fate as an adult. I’ve failed massively as his father.”

The corner of Rayna’s lips twitched when she heard that. “No way. Mr. Faymon is such an outstanding

person. He’s never short on admirers.”

“In that case, you should take this.” Alfred pushed the sapphire ring into her hands. “From now on, I’ll

entrust Curtis to you. Ow! I think I have a headache.” He rubbed his temples. “I’m going to get some rest.

You two go on. Come back for dinner whenever you’re free.”

Rayna was stumped for words.

By the time she came to her senses, Alfred had already left the study. She looked at the sapphire ring in

her hands helplessly.

Rayna was caught off guard when Alfred appealed to her emotions.

Curtis approached her in his wheelchair. “What did my dad say to you?”

“It’s nothing.” Rayna stealthily hid the ring behind her back. “He told us to come back for dinner when we

have time.”

“Is that so?” Curtis arched a brow, looking at her with a penetrating gaze. “Did he say anything else?”

“Nope.”

Hearing that, Curtis decided not to ask any more questions. Rayna went downstairs behind him,

hesitating whether to give him the ring. In the end, she stuffed it into her bag.

I shouldn’t give it to him first to avoid evoking his painful memories.

On the way back, Rayna glanced at the scenery flashing by the window. She thought of the events from

the previous night until that morning. The level of excitement was similar to that of taking a roller coaster

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ride. It was a surreal experience for her.

Right then, something popped into Rayna’s head. Turning to look at Curtis, she asked, “Mr. Faymon, did

you discuss it with Julian in advance? Don’t tell me you thought this through last night.”

“No.”

Rayna froze. “Then why did Julian…”

Julian was calm and collected when he said those words. I don’t believe it if Curtis didn’t communicate

with him beforehand.

“Don’t you know why?” Curtis shot her a knowing look. “He still likes you.”

Rayna pursed her lips and remained silent. He also spoke up for me when we were at Faymon Group

last time.

Curtis could tell that Rayna was getting lost in thought. He furrowed his brows, feeling displeased for

some reason. Leaning over to her, he probed, “What’s the matter, Ms. Garland? Do you want to get back

with him?”

“No, I don’t.” Rayna felt uncomfortable with how close they were. She leaned back and continued, “I

don’t like to cling to the past. But I should at least thank him for helping me.”

Curtis’ tone softened. “It’s fine. I’ve said it on your behalf.”

Rayna wanted to say something, but she suddenly had muscle contractions in her lower abdomen. She

bent over in pain, breaking out in a sweat.

“What’s wrong?”

“I’m having menstrual cramps.”

Recalling that Rayna had also suffered from cramps during her last period, Curtis pulled her closer so

that she could lean on his shoulder. Then, he instructed the driver to buy a box of ibuprofen at a

pharmacy.

“Mr. Faymon, you don’t have to—”

Rayna’s face flushed bright red as she struggled to get up from him. However, Curtis held her shoulder

tightly. He spoke in a stern voice as if he would not take no for an answer. ”Lean on me, and stay still.”

He took the thin blanket off his lap and wrapped it around her waist.

Rayna did not struggle again as she rested her head on his broad shoulder. For some reason, she

suddenly felt her pain subside.

Even though Uncle Curtis looks high and mighty, he’s quite a caring person.

After taking ibuprofen, Rayna was back on her feet again. She was too lazy to go out on such a

scorching day, so she bought some ingredients online, including a large watermelon.

After she filled a plate with watermelon slices, Curtis took it away from her. “You shouldn’t eat cold fruits.”

“It’s fine to eat one slice.”

Curtis shot her a warning look, and she instantly withdrew her hand and made a “be my guest” gesture.

”Go ahead and eat them. I’ll eat some nuts!”

Let’s see if you can finish half a watermelon by yourself!

Rayna had been lazing around for two days. Besides handling a batch of important documents, she

refused to do anything else. Nevertheless, she felt bored after spending a long time in the mansion.

“The weather is so hot, isn’t it?” Rayna sat with her legs crossed while munching the nuts. Once she saw

the scorching sun outside, she lost her mood to go out. “Wouldn’t it be nice to take a swim right now?”

Looking at the back garden full of flowers, she said disdainfully, “Say, Mr. Faymon, why don’t you build a

swimming pool after buying such a huge mansion? What’s the point of having a garden?”

The garden looks beautiful, but it’s not useful at all. And it was so damn expensive!

“This is my mansion. So what if I build a garden?” Curtis uttered nonchalantly. “Besides, the swimming

pool gets dirty easily.”

Rayna snickered at his remark. “What about these flowers, then? They have to be properly taken care of,

right? Mr. Faymon, aren’t you afraid that someone will steal your flowers and sell them?”

“The mansion is surrounded by surveillance cameras. No one would dare to do that.”

Rayna’s cheeks slowly reddened when she thought of the surveillance footage she saw last time. She

cleared her throat and got up from the cushion. ”The weather is too hot. I’m going to take a stroll around

the community pool.”

“It’s forty degrees outside. Aren’t you afraid that you’ll melt if you go out?” Curtis glanced at her from

head to toe. “Besides, your period isn’t over. It’s easy to get infected with bacteria when you swim.”

“C-Can you please stop saying that?” Rayna was embarrassed to hear Curtis mention her period. “It’s

already been three days, so it’s fine. I’ll just take a short swim.”

Curtis scrolled through some information on his phone before passing it to her.

When Rayna looked at the phone, he stated slowly, “Check out the news. Tsk… I advise you not to go.

Otherwise, you’ll have many illnesses when you grow old.”

Damn it!

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Rayna was on the verge of having a breakdown. Tossing the phone at him, she barked through gritted

teeth, ”I’m not going! Are you happy now?”

With that, she trudged upstairs angrily.

I must have lost my damn mind when I moved in here!

Curtis smiled as he watched her go upstairs. Then he dialed a number.

“What’s up, Curtis?”

“I have a job for you to earn extra income. Do you want to take it?” Curtis asked casually.

“Is it okay if I say no?” Wyatt did not let his guard down. “I always feel that you’re up to no good.”

“No, you must take it.”

Wyatt was bereft of speech.

Rayna was in a foul mood that night. Not bothering to prepare a meal, she decided to order takeouts.

However, not only did Curtis not complain at all, but he also ate a lot, which made her feel even more

infuriated.

Will it kill him to beg me to cook a meal?

After eating, Rayna went back to her bedroom early and complained to Jessica on the phone.

When Rayna finished venting, Jessica exclaimed, “Then you should move back!”

“What about Mr. Faymon?”

“Look, you don’t want to move back when I told you to, yet you’re complaining about Mr. Faymon.”

Jessica let out a sigh of frustration. “I think you’re a masochist.”

“I’m afraid that the housekeepers won’t take proper care of him,” Rayna mumbled, feeling sullen. “Tell

me, how come a picky guy like him enjoyed the food I ordered?”

Words eluded Jessica at that moment.

Rayna continued, “He should have said so if he wants me to cook. Why must he act so high and

mighty?”

Once again, Jessica remained silent.

“What’s wrong with having a period? Why can’t I take a swim on such a hot day? What am I supposed to

do, then?”

Needless to say, Jessica felt a heartache coming. She did not want to listen to Rayna’s endless nagging.

“Let’s not talk about this. Anyway, I’m currently dating Wyatt. When are you going to the office? Let’s

have a meal together, shall we?”