His Precious Love

Chapter 41 The Wilful Princess

“Ms. Winton, it’s not surprising that you have such a habit, but I don’t.” Rayna gave her the side-eye. “The keycard was given to me by Mr. Tylinski. Mr. Faymon is aware and has given his permission.”

Kristie clenched her teeth in anger.

D*mn it, why didn’t Mr. Tylinski give me one?

Rayna then added in surprise, “Ms. Winton, is that why you’re surfing on your phone? Because you don’t have the key?”

“Of course I do. I have just forgotten to bring it and don’t feel like going back for it.” Kristie thrust her chin forward. “I came here specifically to monitor you so that you won’t be able to scheme against Curt.”

Rayna took a deep breath. “Ms. Winton, it isn’t…”

Once the door opened, Kristie slipped into the house and warned Rayna, “Don’t think just because you have slept with Curt once that you can do as you please. I have my eyes on you.”

Rayna was speechless.

Fine. Even if I explain, this stubborn princess will probably refuse to listen.

As Rayna brought the ingredients into the kitchen, Kristie followed closely behind. Annoyed by the latter, Rayna dropped a live fish at her feet on purpose.

“Ah!” Kristie screamed in terror as the fish flopped around her leg. “Rayna, you must have done it on purpose! Take it away from me!”

“I’m sorry. My hands just slipped.” After apologizing, Rayna tried to catch the fish but failed repeatedly.

As the fish jumped three feet high, it brushed across Kristie’s leg.

No sooner had her face lost all color than Kristie dashed out of the kitchen, closing the door behind her and leaving only a small gap.

Rayna was finally at ease.

“Rayna, y-you…” Glaring at Rayna, Kristie—unable to swear due to her upbringing—reprimanded her instead, “Curt doesn’t eat fish. Why did you buy fish?”

care of him doesn’t mean that

then approached Kristie with the fish in her hand. “Ms. Winton, do you eat fish? This one

Kristie’s scream, the door slammed shut

Beyond the door, Rayna could hear Kristie running upstairs in tears. Hence, she figured

stored them in the freezer, Curtis had already come

if he was going out for a meeting. Kristie, holding his arm, was

morning, Mr. Faymon,” Rayna greeted. The sight of him in a suit reminded her of his wounds. Hence, she remarked, “The doctor advised that you should be wearing looser clothes over the next few days to avoid any pressure

the night before and wasn’t sure if they had

night, I got my personal doctor to deal with it, so it’s fine.” Just as Curtis spoke, he put on the square cufflinks that Kristie had just handed over. “I’m going out for a

Rayna nodded. “All right.”

Kristie shook his arm. “She

living seafood?” Curtis gave her the side-eye. “If you hadn’t gone too close, how would

stomped her feet. “Curt, why do you always take her

you who’s being wilful,” Curtis replied coldly. “Also, I recall that you are due to start filming for your new

from the film crew due to some personal issues. Hence,

studying your script at home.

responded coyly, “Come on, I’m already familiar with my lines. Besides, no

feel

and gentle voice, her attempt at doing so sounded natural, although it might feel cringy to

even slowed down on purpose to

haughtiness, Kristie broke into a smug smile. “I will follow you everywhere so

Rayna’s lips twitched.

case, I should really

Gabriel was already waiting outside the mansion. When he saw Curtis emerge with two women behind him, he simply adjusted his spectacles

“Good morning, Mr. Faymon.”

without hesitation and held onto Curtis’ arm upon his entry. “Curt, where’s your

home, and I’ll

don’t want to go home!” Kristie snorted in protest. “I want to be by

“Stop making a fuss.”

insist on going!” While speaking, Kristie even gave Rayna, who was sitting in front, the side-eye. “This dumb woman can’t even make a cup of coffee. What else