His Precious Love

His Precious Love Chapter 23 Send Him To Jail

“Belle, why don’t you say anything? Hmm?” Jefferson smiled as an inexplicable glint fleeted across his eyes. He reached out and tried to grab Rayna’s arm once again.

However, this time, he could not do as he pleased.

A strong arm rested on Rayna’s shoulder as Curtis appeared beside her like a knight in shining armor to rescue her. In an impassive tone, he asked, “She’s my friend. What’s the matter?”

Curtis spared her a glance through the corner of his eyes. He could feel the woman trembling in fear.

Is she afraid of this man?

“Ah, Mr. Faymon,” Jefferson said. He recognized Curtis and adjusted his glasses in a graceful manner. “Pleasure to meet you. I’m Jefferson Hamilton.”

“The pleasure is mine,” Curtis replied. Since the man recognized him, Curtis shook his hand out of courtesy.

Jefferson looked at Rayna, who was staring blankly ahead, and said apologetically, “It’s been two or three years since I last saw Belle. I didn’t expect to bump into her here and wanted to greet her. It seems like I’ve startled her instead.”

Then, Jefferson asked how was Rayna related to Curtis.

Curtis knew that things must be complicated between the two. Just when he wanted to say something, Rayna clutched onto his sleeve tightly and looked at him in an almost pleading manner, and said in a shaky voice, “P-Please take me away…”

“I’m sorry. My friend is not feeling well.” At the thought that he needed Rayna’s help for the business negotiation and her fearful manner right then, Curtis took her right away.

Rayna felt as if her body had been drained of all energy. She was almost dragged away by Curtis. It was apparent that she was utterly terrified. Curtis saw that and carried her out of the revolving door of the hotel.

Jefferson stood grounded on the same spot in a genteel manner. There was still a hint of a smile on his face.

After two long years, he finally found her.

to see the familiar fear, helplessness, and despair in her eyes. He enjoyed seeing her all weak and defenseless, so weak that

How interesting.

companion, who had been waiting for quite some time aside, approached him and circled her arms around Jefferson’s. At the sight of him still looking at the revolving door,

face. Why are you so hung up on her, Mr. Hamilton? Not only do I have a

say?” Jefferson turned around to glance at her and asked in a

excellent conduct of himself. However, the fleeting viciousness in his eyes made the woman shudder as she instinctively retracted a

almost let

almost crushing the woman’s chin. “Not only is she

as her legs shook uncontrollably.

of me again,” Jefferson snapped as he pushed the woman away without sparing her

I’m

his car. However, she still appeared to be deep in shock—her shoulders

man and Curtis knew that the man

would Rayna know

she was still in a daze, Curtis tapped her on her shoulders rather forcefully and

her eyes

she was in a car with only Curtis beside her. The suffocating

Curtis handed her and lifted her head to gulp down two mouthfuls. She felt much better after that. Meanwhile, Curtis sat beside her with

Rayna muttered after much hesitation. “I knew him when I studied abroad a few years ago. Of course, he’s already introduced himself to

his tone implied that he was

love. Then, one day, he suddenly became a whole different person and tried to rape, and even

Jefferson came from a wealthy family and that members of his family were close to the upper echelons of Yartran. Rayna reckoned he could have freed himself if any of his family members tried to. Hence, she did not harbor much hope when

expect that Jefferson would gladly accept the one-year imprisonment. When the police arrested him and walked past her, his tone was genteel as

Rayna was plagued by nightmares for one whole week. She was terrified that Jefferson might seek vengeance. Hence, she hurried back home and changed her name, and hastily accepted Julian’s pursuit, all in hopes to put this unbecoming past

would find her here after three

Jefferson called out her name, her body went still as a statue. Her breathing turned erratic as the ghost of her past came back haunting her. If not for Curtis helping her, she would have had a breakdown right then and