His Precious Love

Chapter 633

Caylie had not expected Curtis to follow her upstairs. Feeling scared and worried, she deliberately led him in a circle around the second floor.

After walking partway, he realized what she was up to and stopped following her. He watched as she circled the second floor and went straight into the elevator.

Without wasting any time, he hurried after her. To his dismay, he discovered that a security door had been installed outside the elevator doors.

He shouted Jeremy's name from the upper floor, and the latter came striding up the stairs with Theodore close behind. Their hearts sank when they took in the scene before them.

“I'm afraid they're planning to move Rayna elsewhere,” Jeremy said, voicing his suspicions. “I'll get James to come over. He'll be able to disarm this thing.”

When James turned up, he happened to have a laptop with him. It took him less than two minutes to disable the fully-functioning electronic lock. Then, he reset the system, and the electronic security door opened.

“James, you keep watch outside,” Theodore instructed. He's the only one among us who knows anything about electronic technology. If he ends up trapped with us, we'll be in deep trouble.

“I thought this mansion was just an ordinary building. The last thing I expected was for it to contain so many hidden secrets. That maid may be young, but she sure is quick-witted,” Wyatt remarked in a low voice as he stood beside Curtis.

Unlike Wyatt, however, Curtis was not as interested in all that. The only thing on his mind was Rayna. My wife is in this mansion, and I need to find her as soon as possible. I can't let her get whisked away again by those who wish her harm! The children and I need her too much. Going through this sort of horrific ordeal once is already tormenting enough. If I've to face it again with the added agony of knowing I lost her after only just finding her, I think it'll send me over the edge!

The elevator went straight up to the mansion's fifth floor. The corridor was empty and eerily quiet. There was not even a sliver of light.

“Is Rayna really here?” Jeremy could not help feeling doubtful as that floor did not look livable.

“Let's look around a little more. Who knows? There may be more concealed doors. Sometimes, the less suspicious a place appears, the more likely it's not as it seems,” said Theodore. Compared to Jeremy, he was a little more mature in his thinking. Hence, he could read a situation more thoroughly.

As soon as he uttered those words, the wall to their left began rotating. Immediately after that, a blinding ray of light shone toward them.

Before they even had time to react, Rayna's voice rang out from behind them. “Who are you?”

Curtis spun around and saw Rayna standing before him in thin pajamas. Next to her was the maid who had tried to stop them earlier.

In her hand was a fruit knife, and she pointed it directly at them. “What are you doing here?”

“Rayna, it's me,” Curtis called out in a gentle tone. He was about to step forward and embrace her when he caught sight of the knife in her hand. He furrowed his brows. “Rayna, I'm Curtis.”

“Curtis...” She racked her brain to see if she knew that name, but her mind was blank. “Do I... know you?”

Jeremy, who had been standing behind Curtis and watching the scene unfold, piped up anxiously, “Yes! Of course, you know him! What happened to you, Rayna? The both of you are husband and wife, and you have three kids together!”

Rayna furrowed her brows lightly when she heard that. “Husband? You're my husband? And we even have children?”

Xareni...

Her heart lurched as she recalled the scene in her nightmare from a few days ago. “Who's Xareni?”

“She's your daughter. We have three beautiful children, and Xareni is the youngest.” As Curtis explained, he made to step forward. Seeing that, Caylie cautioned Rayna, “Don't trust them, Ms. Griffith. They may be lying to you.”

Rayna jolted to her senses at those words. “Why should I trust you?”

At her question, Curtis' initially gentle gaze turned cold as he looked toward Caylie. “Then what makes you think you should trust that person beside you?”

His response immediately left Rayna disconcerted.

That's true. Ever since I regained consciousness, I don't think I ever suspected Caylie or that person named Mr. Bridge.

“I...” Rayna was at a loss for words, yet she did not want to admit defeat. “Caylie wouldn't mean me any harm.”

“Oh? So, she won't mean you any harm, but we will? Rayna, you can't see now, so how can you be sure that person beside you isn't the same person who caused you to lose your eyesight?” Curtis prompted earnestly, trying to throw her off so he could find a chance to grab the fruit knife from her.

She felt utterly bewildered by his words. “I... You're clearly trying to sow discord.”

“Yes. You're right about someone trying to sow discord. However, the people around you are the ones who're trying to sow discord between us!” he countered while inching forward. Rayna was momentarily distracted, and he seized the opportunity to lunge forward and grab the knife from her hand before tossing it far away.

The fruit knife fell to the white-tiled floor with a loud clatter that wrested Rayna from her befuddled thoughts and back to reality.

In one swift motion, Curtis grabbed Rayna's wrist and pulled her into his embrace, wishing they would never be apart again.

Caylie's immediate reaction was to pull Rayna back, but Wyatt and Theodore stopped her. Hoping to get Caylie on their side, Wyatt attempted to sway her by saying, “Young lady, you look like a good person too. Trust us. They're really husband and wife.”