After Jacob entered the operating room, the nurse closed the door, shutting the others outside.

Rayna glanced at Curtis and was surprised to find the latter looking at her too.

When they met each other’s eyes, Rayna’s heart trembled for a moment before she looked away.

She crossed her arms and stared at the wall, waiting patiently.

Ever since Curtis caused the ruckus in the church, she told him a relationship between the two of them would never, ever be possible. Even though he didn’t cross the line, he always had a way of appearing in front of me. One time, when I was discussing business with someone, he coincidentally showed up. Then, because the person I was talking to knew who he was, they insisted on having a meal and discussing business with him. There was another time when Kristie begged me to prepare a meal for her. After I bought a bunch of ingredients, I went back to her place, and there he was, in the elevator. He even helped me with the bags and ate the food I made. Even though he didn’t proactively humble himself, I seem to always come across him wherever I go. It’s especially irritating when I know he’s the reason for my successful business collaborations.

In the end, Rayna couldn’t take it anymore and spoke to him coldly. “Why do I always bump into you no matter where I go? I don’t recall Faymon Group having a little amount of work according to my experience of working there.”

“Norwal City’s not that big, especially when you’re traveling in a car. It’s not that weird for us to encounter each other often,” Curtis replied.

“Are you intentionally following me?”

He smiled. “You were the one who said the children will be taken into the Faymon family once they’re born. We discussed this clearly before, didn’t we? As long as you don’t marry anyone else, I won’t bother you. Why would I follow you, then?”

Rayna was so enraged that she couldn’t muster a word out. Indeed, I don’t have any evidence of him following me. In fact, I feel like a narcissist asking him that question because it makes me sound like I believe I hold an important spot in his heart!

Kristie didn’t have the guts to interrupt the two when she sensed the awkward atmosphere around them.

She approached the similarly invisible assistant and asked, “Why are you here?”

“Mr. Valentine called me,” the assistant replied in a small voice. “He was afraid Mr. Faymon wouldn’t make it to the hospital in time, so he asked me to take care of the situation. I didn’t expect Mr. Faymon to arrive earlier than me.”

did Wyatt

assistant was visibly hesitant to answer

know it’s meaningless to hide the

wakes up, he’ll tell them what happened. He proceeded to inform, “Two weeks ago, Mr. Lopez called and asked me to borrow

very nicely. Heck, he even

shrieked,

startled

she turned to

assistant. “He said Wyatt married Jessica

Rayna spat coldly and with

true. I saw Mr. Lopez bring her to the City Hall to register their marriage.

did it all

an indirect way, “They obtained

to believe Jessica would willingly marry Wyatt! He must’ve forced her to do it! He’s such a shameless

something peculiar in the assistant’s remark and inquired, “If Wyatt’s the one who asked you to investigate Jessica’s uncle’s death, then it means he wasn’t the

way Mr. Lopez would hurt her uncle. He told me someone intentionally framed the murder

hearing that, Rayna grabbed his arm and questioned, “So, Wyatt wasn’t the one who sent a group of thugs to

the assistant saw how Rayna reacted, he also started to believe the matter was much more complicated than it appeared. “The

when he noticed something was off, he approached the assistant with a frown and demanded,

Jessica’s whereabouts, I accidentally discovered that her uncle and aunt were

along. So, Oliver and his wife’s deaths have nothing to do with Wyatt at all! Someone purposefully framed their murders on

“I thought Jessie injured Wyatt to avenge her uncle and

up. “I didn’t tell Jessie they died, though. I only sent her away back then.

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