His Precious Love

Chapter 640

Chapter 640

Rayna did harbor guilt toward her children as she could barely remember what they looked like and could no longer see how much they'd grown.

By the time Curtis had finished washing the fruits, Yosef was lying quietly in Rayna's arms with heavy-lidded eyes.

Curtis placed the fruits on the side table and guided Rayna's hand toward the fruit platter. “Can you tell which one is the strawberry?” She tried her best to distinguish the fruits but to no avail.

He placed a strawberry in her palm as his gaze landed on Yosef, who was in Rayna's arms. “Why don't you hand him over to the wet nurse?”

“I don't mind him being here. He's calmed down now and won't cause any more trouble.” Rayna brushed her hands across Yosef's chubby face. “How I wish I could see what he looks like. I wonder who he resembles more? You or me?”

Alfred became teary-eyed at her words while the butler who waited on him handed him a tissue.

He waved the butler off and got to his feet, silently excusing himself from the living room.

“Remember to take more photos of the kids. I want to look at them once my eyes recover.” Rayna requested as she ate her fruits.

“Your wish is my command.” Curtis reached out to tuck a strand of errant hair behind her ear lest she chewed on them by accident. His eyes narrowed at the sight of her neck, and he held on to her hand as he pushed up both sides of her sleeves to inspect her arms.

It turned out that the red dot on her wrist had moved to her neck. The reddish, pinhole-sized dot caused by a parasite seemed to have spread across her skin.

“What's wrong?” Rayna sensed the tension in Curtis.

“It's nothing. I mistook the pattern on your shirt for an insect.” Curtis explained with his arms around her. “I'm heading to my company shortly and will be back late. You don't have to wait for me.”

“Okay.” Rayna rested her head on his shoulder. Her hand was wrapped in his while the other held onto her son's chubby palm.

...

“Irina, what exactly is your brother so busy with?” Irina's good friend, Stacey, questioned as she stirred her coffee at a cafe. Her gaze constantly darted toward Sheena. “Sheena, haven't you been seeing him lately?”

“I did. But that doesn't mean he wants to see me.” Sheena drank her orange juice as her eyes focused on the beach that was a short distance away detachedly.

“I have no idea what he's up to, but I feel he's like a different person after he regained consciousness.” Irina chatted with Stacey while consuming the cake on her plate.

Sheena withdrew her gaze and redirected it at Irina. “How so?”

“Well, I can't pinpoint in what way exactly he has changed. All I know is that something feels off about him.” Irina's brows furrowed as she recalled the past three months since Jovan regained consciousness. They'd barely interacted and had been occupied with their duties, except when they returned to the presidential palace.

“Sheena, I suppose you rarely spent time alone with Jovan for the past few months?” Stacey caught on to Irina's statement.

“Well, my parents and I don't even get to see him that often every day, let alone Sheena,” Irina said candidly without thinking much.

She regretted her words the minute they left her mouth.

Sheena was engaged to Jovan. If it weren't for the accident half a year ago, they probably would have been married by now.

“Sheena, I hope you won't misunderstand.” Irina clarified. “It was just empty talk. Don't take it to heart.”

“I don't mind.” Sheena understood that Irina's forthrightness was part of her nature and that she didn't bear any ill will. Nonetheless, her words still stung.

“Sheena, my brother has been at Conch Island as of late. Why don't you visit him?” Irina proposed. “It's not right for an engaged couple to be separated for so long. I can't help thinking that my brother will revert to his former self if you continue spending more time with me.”

Sheena's hand that reached for her straw froze mid-air as she lifted her chestnut eyes, her gaze boring a hole at Irina.

“D-don't stare at me like that. How come you aren't wearing your contact lenses today?” Irina was creeped out by Sheena's auburn irises. She had probably watched too many horror movies, so much so that Sheena's eyes reminded her of the scenes in said movies whenever she looked into them.

“I wouldn't have forgotten to put them on if you hadn't hurried me.” Sheena side-eyed her as she continued sipping her juice.

Irina's suggestion that she accompany Jovan at Conch Island echoed in her mind.

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