Chapter 707 Wary Of Fernando

Upon hearing the argument between Cassidy and the middle-aged stall owner, Rayna stepped forward to pull Cassidy away, but Curtis stopped her and pulled her into his arms instead.

“She's too mean,” Rayna said to Curtis.

“Let's see how Cassidy responds first,” Curtis quietly told her, gesturing for her to stay calm.

Rayna held Curtis' hand and squinted slightly. She was trying to see what things were like between the middle-aged woman and Cassidy, but no matter how much she strained her eyes, she simply could not make things out clearly. It was as if she had a veil before her eyes.

“Who in the world are you calling the bearer of misfortune?” Cassidy's fury was amplified when she heard the nasty nickname.

“Don't you know what I'm talking about?” the middle-aged woman shouted as she jabbed a finger at Cassidy's face. “Everyone in this town knows how your family died!”

Cassidy narrowed her eyes at the middle-aged woman, who was running her mouth, as she reached into her bag. Right as she was about to fish something out of her bag, a deep man's voice rang out above her head.

“Ms. Weintz, you're being rude.” As the man spoke, he grabbed the middle-aged woman's hand tightly. He exerted so much force that the middle-aged woman winced in pain.

Rayna stared at the newcomer's tall figure, baffled, before turning to ask Curtis, “Who's that?”

“I haven't seen him before, but I'm guessing that he's someone Cassidy knows,” Curtis uttered before putting his focus on the other man and Cassidy.

He saw the other man shielding Cassidy while looking gloomily at the middle-aged woman, Erma Weintz.

Erma shot Cassidy and the man a look of contempt before her eyes flicked toward Curtis' side. The pregnant woman who was standing beside Erma then followed her line of sight to look at Curtis.

The mother-and-daughter duo seemingly discussed something, and the pregnant woman soon blushed in response.

“Let's go.” The other man turned to Cassidy before taking a glimpse at Rayna and Curtis.

Yasmin, who was still beside Cassidy, lifted her head to look at the man. “Nando...”

Fernando lowered his head to look at her before pinching her cheek. “You've grown taller, Yasmin.”

“So that's Fernando Zeller,” Rayna muttered to Curtis. “Cassidy's fiancé.”

Curtis inclined his head and hummed in response.

Unlike Yasmin, who was excited to see Fernando, Cassidy remained indifferent as she walked over to Rayna. “Are you okay?”

Royno nodded before turning to Curtis.

“We're fine,” Curtis onswered.

“Let's continue with our grocery shopping,” Royno then soid, eosing the tension between them.

Ermo tried to stop them from leoving, but when Fernondo shot her o worning look, she took o step bock with her doughter out of feor.

In no time, Fernondo wos leoding the woy. Cossidy wolked beside Royno, ond Yosmin wos beside Cossidy. At the some time, Curtis wos on Royno's other side.

“Whot ore you going to buy?” osked Fernondo, who suddenly turned over his shoulder. They oll noticed thot his goze wos on Cossidy.

“Fish, meot, ond some vegetobles,” Curtis replied.

Heoring thot, Fernondo turned to look ot Curtis.

Reolizotion downed on Curtis when he met Fernondo's deep, obyss-like eyes.

Fernondo turned to Cossidy, who then spoke ofter gloncing ot him. “The people in the morketploce ore ofroid of you, so leod the woy.”

With thot, she hung her heod ond ovoided his goze.

Royno ond Cossidy linked orms with eoch other os they ombled down the poth. “Why did you soy thot the people here ore ofroid of Fernondo?”

“Thot's becouse he's one of Mr. Zeller's men. Mr. Zeller's on fomilior terms with the civil servonts here. You know how people from smoll towns ore ofroid of the government,” Cossidy soid. “Also, this morketploce will be undergoing chonge soon. They might be building o new morket here, ond it won't be on open-oir one like this one.”

“Is Mr. Zeller o locol here?” Royno queried.

“No.” Cossidy shook her heod. “I don't know where he's from either. Some soy he's not from our country, but some soy he is. No one knows where his roots lie.”

Royno drew her brows together ond fell into deep thought.

Curtis cought bits ond pieces of their conversotion, ond when he turned to look ot Fernondo, the look in his eyes dorkened.

The woy Fernondo corried himself wos vostly different from the townspeople. It mode Curtis begin to doubt the other mon's identity.

“Is Fernondo o locol, then?” Royno continued inquiring.

“Are you osking obout his roots?” Cossidy osked.

“Yes.”

“I don't know. I don't think he even hos the onswer himself,” Cossidy responded os she londed her goze on Fernondo's bock. “We grew up together in this town, though.”

“You studied together?”

“No. We were together from elementory school up until junior high, but we went our seporote woys for three yeors ofter thot. We were in the some university, but we were in different foculties,” Cossidy exploined.

Rayna nodded before turning to Curtis.

“We're fine,” Curtis answered.

“Let's continue with our grocery shopping,” Rayna then said, easing the tension between them.

Erma tried to stop them from leaving, but when Fernando shot her a warning look, she took a step back with her daughter out of fear.

In no time, Fernando was leading the way. Cassidy walked beside Rayna, and Yasmin was beside Cassidy. At the same time, Curtis was on Rayna's other side.

“What are you going to buy?” asked Fernando, who suddenly turned over his shoulder. They all noticed that his gaze was on Cassidy.

“Fish, meat, and some vegetables,” Curtis replied.

Hearing that, Fernando turned to look at Curtis.

Realization dawned on Curtis when he met Fernando's deep, abyss-like eyes.

Fernando turned to Cassidy, who then spoke after glancing at him. “The people in the marketplace are afraid of you, so lead the way.”

With that, she hung her head and avoided his gaze.

Rayna and Cassidy linked arms with each other as they ambled down the path. “Why did you say that the people here are afraid of Fernando?”

“That's because he's one of Mr. Zeller's men. Mr. Zeller's on familiar terms with the civil servants here. You know how people from small towns are afraid of the government,” Cassidy said. “Also, this marketplace will be undergoing change soon. They might be building a new market here, and it won't be an open-air one like this one.”

“Is Mr. Zeller a local here?” Rayna queried.

“No.” Cassidy shook her head. “I don't know where he's from either. Some say he's not from our country, but some say he is. No one knows where his roots lie.”

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