His Precious Love

Chapter 66 Binoculars

Rayna took medicine on time every day, and soon, her body gradually recovered. She could now get out of bed and walk normally.

She had hurt her vocal cords when the opponent struck her neck, so it would take a long time before she fully recovered. Rayna wasn’t in a hurry, anyway. She thought it was good enough as long as she could go to the bathroom by herself.

Over the past few days, she had hardly been out of the suite, and neither had Curtis. Their food was delivered by the hotel waiter. During the day, Curtis would ask Rayna to help when he was doing his work.

At night, the two shared a bedroom. Rayna slept on the bed while Curtis slept on the chair, guarding the former closely.

Rayna was the one who felt the most awkward.

Whenever she was with Curtis during this time, she couldn’t help but recall the scene where he took off his pants that day. It was too embarrassing. She had mentioned that she wanted to go back to her room, but Curtis said it was not safe.

When Rayna finally finished going through the documents, she looked up and looked out the full-length window. The sun had already set.

She counted and realized that she had been in this room for five days since she had woken up!

Behind the desk next to her, the man was still busy with his work. His long cotton sleeves were rolled up to reveal his strong arms. He was concentrating on the document in his hand, looking composed.

Rayna propped her chin on her palm while staring at Curtis.

She had to admit that Curtis was really an outstanding man. He was excellent in every respect, whether it was his appearance or his talent. It was said that Curtis graduated with a double degree. He was, for sure, an overachiever.

Among the affluent CEOs she had come into contact with, all of them were either over fifty or sixty years old or had a potbelly. It was rare to meet someone like Curtis, who was shrewd, capable, and talented.

How can such a good man’s marriage be so miserable?

Rayna was dumbfounded when she thought back to Jessica’s analysis of Curtis. A man like Curtis should be the one who was picky about women. There was no way he was lacking a candidate to marry.

man. Rayna stared at his side profile

figure in her mind disappeared as if everything was her

actions, Curtis turned his head

Uncle Curtis, y-your face…

pointed at him and was just about to say that they looked alike when her thought was cut off and she suddenly forgot who she was thinking of a moment ago. Besides, her vocal cords were not healed yet, so she couldn’t mutter a sound

reached out to touch his face and asked with a

her head. She hit her head and tried her best to think, but she just couldn’t remember. The way she hit

head already.” Seeing that it was time to eat, Curtis closed the lid

was lost

while typing: Uncle Curtis, please be more careful next time when you speak. After

on me makes me sound like I’m older.” In the past, he could tolerate Rayna addressing him as Uncle

her from the corner of his eye. “Get dressed. I’ll take you downstairs to the restaurant for

all the time. She was in her

by her rosy

temples

not superior. It was just that her temperament was extraordinary. It was

would have dinner at the restaurant tonight, she didn’t bother to argue with him anymore and hurried back to her room to change. Then she followed

was celebrating a local festival

today. There was a path leading directly from the restaurant to the swimming pool. Many guests

was the largest swimming pool she had ever seen in the hotels she had stayed in. It is so luxurious! Wow, they even have

tourists below having fun, her whole face almost plastered to the glass. She wanted so much to go down to play. After watching for a while, she turned

her side at all times. She didn’t dare to go out as well, but it was

should be fine,

him her phone with a message that read: Mr. Faymon, the swimming pool below is

place was packed and filled with people who were no different from those tourists playing with water guns

lot of people and the place is full of bacteria,” Curtis said. He didn’t like crowds. “You can