His Precious Love

Chapter 156 Not The Flesh

Rayna felt something was amiss as soon as the words left her lips, so she instinctively turned around.

The man in a wheelchair quickly came into her line of sight. While holding a cup of steaming hot coffee in his hand, he regarded her curiously with his brows quirked.

“T-The door…” She attempted to talk her way out of the situation by pointing out that the door was not locked, but her plan was foiled, for the access card was right in her hand. “All right, I unlocked the door myself.”

Curtis chuckled, unfazed by the situation. “Didn’t you say you hired housekeepers for me?” he asked.

“The housekeepers weren’t adequately trained during their time in their company, so I was afraid they wouldn’t be able to take good care of you, Mr. Faymon.” She then brought over the ingredients and the two stalks of roses.

“Oh right, here’s your one million— Blah. I mean, your roses, Mr. Faymon,” said Rayna, correcting herself immediately. “The place we’re staying at is too small, so Jessie asked me to return two of the roses to you.”

“They’re just roses. There’s no need to return them to me.”

Curtis’ nonchalant attitude infuriated Rayna.

These aren’t ordinary roses! They’re money!

Yet, she was not gutsy enough to utter those thoughts aloud nor tell him that the roses were a waste of money. After all, the man was worth hundreds of billion. Thus, Rayna sped toward the kitchen to prepare breakfast, but not before telling the man, “Mr. Faymon, you shouldn’t drink coffee on an empty stomach. I’ll be making stew for you as breakfast.”

Curtis said nothing in response as his gaze landed on the cup of coffee in his hand, and for the first time in forever, he did just as he was told and set the cup down.

Soon, the metallic smell of blood wafted up his nose. The curious man wheeled himself toward the kitchen to investigate the unpleasant scent.

He could not quite control his expression when he noticed Rayna was dealing with some animal innards.

“What’s that?”

“Pork bung!” the woman responded without turning back, thus missing the change in his expression. “I got it from the market just now, so it’s super fresh. I’ll make it into a stew for you.”

Curtis took a deep breath. “Didn’t I tell you I don’t eat pork?”

“But it’s pork bung, not pig’s flesh,” Rayna retorted. She then brought it to the front of his face. “Does it look like flesh to you?”

laced with disdain. He then moved backward,

point, she was utterly

way too f*cking picky for his age! Does he have fancy delicacies every day? Why

him, “It’s up to you whether you want to eat it or not. If

at her, his obsidian eyes boring into

no! He’s not

as she was about to bite the bullet and utter an apology, he spun his wheelchair around and exited the

and

moment was nutrition, so she made sure to get fresh ingredients from

boiling, she placed the marinated pork innards

moment later, Rayna turned off the gas and garnished the stew. Its mouth-watering aroma permeated the room

Curtis was in midst of reading the papers, she called out to him, “It’s time for

get himself to the kitchen. When he finally arrived, he fixed his gaze on

enjoy fancy delicacies on a daily basis, but his everyday meals were comprised of exquisite dishes. None of his housekeepers dared to go against his wishes. Rayna was the only one who

them being beef patties.

Curtis

about savoring and enjoying the

was tasteless at first bite, but when he savored it along with the marinated pork innards, its distinct taste instantly permeated

a brow

like that before, and it was much more delicious

her face when she heard his praises. “Of

she came to an abrupt halt. Wait, why am I telling him this? What if he thinks I’m trying to garner sympathy? At

piqued, Curtis queried, “What

in, Mr. Faymon. It won’t taste as good

her hand and took a closer

she was hesitant to speak earlier, he instantly connected the dots and felt his

practiced making the dish at home for a long time and accidentally scalded herself

heat of his palm sent a blush to her face. Fortunately, the phone rang just in time, rescuing her from the awkward

this call, Mr. Faymon.” She pulled her hand away and

a call