His Precious Love

Chapter 65 Accidentally Pulling Down His Pants

Upon noticing the intruder that night, Rayna—under desperate circumstances—had hidden the translated address in the pocket of her bathrobe. She sent Gabriel to the room to retrieve it.

Soon, Gabriel returned with the paper containing her translation in his hand.

Despite Rayna’s inability to stand, her arms were capable of moving freely. Sprawled on the desk in front of her, she finished translating the Uronian words and wrote them on the paper in front of her.

When the results clearly showed an address, she whipped out her phone to do a quick search. The place was extremely remote, albeit trackable by satellite.

“Mr. Faymon, here’s the translation.” Rayna handed Curtis the paper when he came over. “However, it’s located someplace secluded. It’s more than a hundred kilometers from the city center.”

I wonder what an isolated place like that could have that’s worth a billion…

Curtis studied the paper in silence.

“Give them a call, and tell them to be prepared.” A long while later, he finally handed the paper to Gabriel. “We’ll set off once Ms. Garland has fully recovered.”

Rayna pouted at his words.

I hope to recover as soon as possible too. Not being able to speak is such a pain.

In the afternoon, Gabriel went out for work, leaving Rayna and Curtis alone in the room. One was busy with work, while the other was playing with her phone and eating.

Silence reigned in the room until Rayna felt that her bladder was full.

I need to pee.

Feeling awkward, she tried to get out of bed but was hindered by her unresponsive legs. I was strangled, so why are my legs affected?

“What is it?” Exhausted from work, Curtis was massaging his forehead when he caught a glimpse of Rayna, who was struggling to get out of bed. A thought popped into his head, and he asked, “Are you trying to go to the bathroom?”

Rayna felt even more embarrassed.

to her and carried her in his arms before

had no choice but to wrap her arms around his neck. Her inability to voice her protest increased the awkwardness and panic

were hurt under my watch. I should take responsibility.

Rayna was speechless.

you may not

Rayna into the bathroom, Curtis brought her the wooden coat stand, which she could use to support herself. By the time he closed the door attentively behind him, Rayna’s

sudden, the urge to pee

in easing herself after attempting for a long while. Even though she had the support of her walking stick, walking to wash her hands felt as if she was

her own way out and

to be thrown forward. Meanwhile, Curtis, who was on the phone, didn’t expect her

her in time, Rayna fell forward and grabbed his cotton pants, pulling them down to

couldn’t help

shooting through her chest and elbows. While she

wondered why the walking stick felt so soft, she noticed a pair of pants pulled down to someone’s ankle. The pair of muscular calves right in front of her eyes caused her to freeze

This belongs to…

of long legs that led to a pair of black underwear hanging by the hips. The bump

that heralded Gabriel’s entry. He reported, “Mr. Faymon, Old Mr. Faymon couldn’t

as the scene in the bathroom came into his view. Stopping in his tracks, he

A few seconds later, he cordially shut the door behind

a hot potato. Gesturing for Curtis to pull

she desperately wished for the ground to swallow her

sandwiched between his ear and shoulder, Curtis pulled his pants back

similar to what had happened in

was, Kristie’s voice could

Rayna do to you? Did she throw herself into your arms… God! I knew she was a vixen all along! Curt, of all the people by your side, why did you have to take her on your trip… Curt, you’re not allowed to like her.

everyone’s ears to ring.

fell down by accident.” The sullen look on Curtis’ face was a testament to the irritation he felt. “You should go back to filming. There

call.” Feeling aggrieved, Kristie was on the brink of tears. “After you took Gray Wolf with you, there’s no one to cook and wait on me. How do you expect me to continue filming when I’m in such a bad mood? Just