His Precious Love

Read His Precious Love Chapter 39 A Fantastic Job

Not just anyone was qualified to head to the Norham branch.

Furthermore, Rayna did not wish to be alone and far from home. It would be tough for her. She was neither ambitious nor in any urgent need of money. Moreover, her family was close by, and everything she had in life right now was more than enough for her.

Curtis knew Rayna was determined to stay, so he did not insist.

After all, he had no right to intervene in her choice.

For the rest of the afternoon, the study was quiet. Both were busy dealing with their own matters. By the time Rayna lifted her head after completing her last document, she realized that the sky was already dark.

Before she knew it, she had stayed in Curtis’ house for an entire day.

When Rayna saw that Curtis was still lost in his pile of work, she decided not to disturb him and discreetly left the study, thinking of preparing dinner before heading back. While she was on her way downstairs, she received a call from Jessica.

“Rayna, are you still out working?”

“I’m at Mr. Faymon’s place.” Rayna had told Jessica about what happened during the cocktail reception, and she even roasted Jessica for her inaccurate fortune-telling—Rayna met no soulmates there.

“Oh? You’re in Mr. Faymon’s house? Are you staying the night there?” Jessica said in a sing-song voice.

“What are you thinking about? I’m only here to return the favor.” Rayna was speechless when Jessica leaped to conclusions. “Weren’t you talking about how indecent Mr. Faymon is a while ago?”

“I only said that Mr. Faymon will be marrying later in life; I didn’t say he was indecent,” Jessica refuted with an innocent-sounding voice. “Moreover, it’s not as if I’m asking you to marry him. If you click with him, why don’t you try dating him?”

Rayna huffed in exasperation. “No thank you. I’m not interested. Didn’t you see what happened the last time? Look at how fierce Kristie was. Any woman who gets together with Mr. Faymon won’t have an easy time.”

There was clearly nothing special about Rayna’s relationship with Curtis, but Kristie still bore a grudge against her.

Things would become worse if something really did bloom between them.

When Rayna noticed how late it was, she hastily prepped dinner after telling Jessica not to buy takeout, for she was going to bring food back. At that, Jessica kissed the receiver of her phone in gratitude.

on the stove since the afternoon was done, so she took

A power outage?

outside were still lit. Thus, Rayna guessed that the

breaker trip?” Rayna asked as she knocked on the study door.

“Mr. Faymon?”

one answered it. When she entered the room, she found no signs of Curtis

when I went downstairs

it

Curtis…” Rayna walked along the walls as her legs

stayed alone had to live in a gigantic house like that. What’s the

so slow she was almost crawling at this point, for she was afraid that something might pop out all of a sudden. As she walked down the corridor,

Curtis, is that you inside?” Rayna patted the bedroom

here if not me?” Curtis sounded muffled. “The

Rayna opened the door

simple, so Rayna found the bathroom right after she illuminated the room with her phone torch. It was then she realized that the

to him before reaching out to pull the mat out. However, it was rather stuck, and she failed to do so after several attempts. “Why don’t you move aside? I’ll kick the door

that powerful?” Curtis dubiously

that it was a normal one.

“All right.”

that he had moved aside, Rayna took a step back and sucked in a deep breath. Then, she lifted her leg and kicked

time did

again, and she succeeded on

Rayna entered to see that Curtis’ sleeves were stained red by blood. Evidently, his injury was torn. “You’re bleeding. Are

and didn’t expect the bathroom floor to be wet. The moment she stepped into the

grab

flailed her arms around desperately, and she ended up grabbing his wound. Losing balance, Curtis took quick steps back

on, and water splashed

the lights

lights were back on, she quickly turned off the faucet. When she turned back around, she realized Curtis was as disheveled as she was. His short damp hair was sticking on his

towel on the rack and handed it to him with trembling hands. “Mr. Faymon,