His Precious Love

Read His Precious Love Chapter 39 A Fantastic Job

Not just anyone was qualified to head to the Norham branch.

Furthermore, Rayna did not wish to be alone and far from home. It would be tough for her. She was neither ambitious nor in any urgent need of money. Moreover, her family was close by, and everything she had in life right now was more than enough for her.

Curtis knew Rayna was determined to stay, so he did not insist.

After all, he had no right to intervene in her choice.

For the rest of the afternoon, the study was quiet. Both were busy dealing with their own matters. By the time Rayna lifted her head after completing her last document, she realized that the sky was already dark.

Before she knew it, she had stayed in Curtis’ house for an entire day.

When Rayna saw that Curtis was still lost in his pile of work, she decided not to disturb him and discreetly left the study, thinking of preparing dinner before heading back. While she was on her way downstairs, she received a call from Jessica.

“Rayna, are you still out working?”

“I’m at Mr. Faymon’s place.” Rayna had told Jessica about what happened during the cocktail reception, and she even roasted Jessica for her inaccurate fortune-telling—Rayna met no soulmates there.

“Oh? You’re in Mr. Faymon’s house? Are you staying the night there?” Jessica said in a sing-song voice.

“What are you thinking about? I’m only here to return the favor.” Rayna was speechless when Jessica leaped to conclusions. “Weren’t you talking about how indecent Mr. Faymon is a while ago?”

“I only said that Mr. Faymon will be marrying later in life; I didn’t say he was indecent,” Jessica refuted with an innocent-sounding voice. “Moreover, it’s not as if I’m asking you to marry him. If you click with him, why don’t you try dating him?”

Rayna huffed in exasperation. “No thank you. I’m not interested. Didn’t you see what happened the last time? Look at how fierce Kristie was. Any woman who gets together with Mr. Faymon won’t have an easy time.”

There was clearly nothing special about Rayna’s relationship with Curtis, but Kristie still bore a grudge against her.

Things would become worse if something really did bloom between them.

When Rayna noticed how late it was, she hastily prepped dinner after telling Jessica not to buy takeout, for she was going to bring food back. At that, Jessica kissed the receiver of her phone in gratitude.

As it was dinner, Rayna made blander food for easier digestion. The soup she had left boiling on the stove since the afternoon was done, so she took the pot off the stove. All of a sudden, her vision turned dark, and she nearly jumped in fright.

A power outage?

it seemed like Curtis’ house was the only place affected as the street lights outside were still lit. Thus, Rayna guessed that the circuit breaker had

she knocked on the study door. “Do you know where the

“Mr. Faymon?”

answered it. When she entered the

in the study when I went downstairs to

eight rooms there. It was such a huge space, but it was silent, and the only light source was the miserable, dim light in front of her. In fact,

walked along the walls as her

wrap her mind around why someone who stayed alone had

that something might pop out all of a sudden. As she walked down the corridor, she would shine both the floor in front of her and the floor behind her from time to time. Upon hearing

you inside?” Rayna patted the

house. Who can possibly be here if not me?” Curtis sounded muffled. “The bathroom door is stuck, so

Rayna opened the door and went

of the bedroom was simple, so Rayna found the bathroom right after she illuminated the room with her phone torch. It was then

said to him before reaching out to pull the mat out. However, it was rather stuck, and she

your kick that

was a normal one. “It should work.

“All right.”

step back and sucked in a deep breath. Then, she

time did

her leg against the door again, and she succeeded on

sleeves were stained red

wet. The moment she stepped into the small space,

to grab

Losing balance, Curtis took quick steps

on, and water

lights came

turned off the faucet. When she turned back around, she realized Curtis was as disheveled as she was. His short damp hair was sticking on

Rayna grabbed the towel on the rack and handed it to him with trembling hands. “Mr. Faymon,

the door. Look at how fantastically you’ve done it,” Curtis coldly uttered. “Am I

woman as

saw you bleeding,” Rayna said with a flustered chuckle, knowing that she