His Precious Love

Chapter 115 Is Uncle Curtis Getting Married

She began to feel an intense heat in her body as the man’s warmth lingered on her lips. When she was about to lose all self-control, she quickly returned to her condominium and took a shower to tame that steamy sensation.

On Monday morning, Rayna drove Jessica to the office. The latter would normally spend forty minutes on her daily commute to work, but she managed to cut her travel time by half today. Having a car is so convenient!

After entering the office, Rayna noticed some wedding favors on her desk. In fact, everyone had received them at their respective workstations.

She grinned and asked her colleague, “What are the wedding favors about? Is someone getting hitched?”

“It’s Ms. Faymon from the planning department,” the colleague replied. “I heard she’s pregnant and will be marrying someone from a prominent family in Mapleton next month. The wedding favors are from her.”

“Really?” Rayna seemed baffled. Hadn’t she vowed not to marry anyone since the son of a government official from Frosa hurt her feelings? Yet, all of a sudden, she’s ready to tie the knot? Getting pregnant at her age can be risky as she is a few years older than Curtis. Did something happen to the Faymon family?

Nevertheless, Rayna did not let those questions get to her as she had tons of work to do.

She texted Curtis about it but did not get an immediate response.

She did not receive a reply from him in the afternoon—not even the next day. In fact, he did not even come to the office for the next few days. Brooklyn, too, disappeared after giving out the wedding favors.

The office remained peaceful as nothing major happened.

A few days later, Kristie came to Faymon Group in a huff and confronted Rayna in her department.

“I always thought you’re good at seducing men.” Feeling disappointed, Kristie tossed a newspaper on her desk and glowered at Rayna. “How could you allow someone else to take advantage of you? What has become of you?”

Rayna was confused to hear that. When she lowered her head to read the newspaper, a photo of an intimate young couple caught her attention.

newspaper’s headline, printed in a large font, read: Mr. Curtis Faymon

felt her blood run cold. U-Uncle Curtis is getting

was poking Rayna. “Since when did that woman hook up with Curt? I wasn’t aware of this because I was busy filming, but you? How

Someone stole your man. Are you not mad?” she continued to

lips together and said calmly, “Kristie, I’m afraid you’ve misunderstood

bull! Curt wouldn’t have treated you so well if there was nothing between the two of you. When you were in Tyrandas—”

Rayna asked, “Tyrandas?”

think of it, she remembered Kristie did say something that made no sense to Curtis when she had regained consciousness. Why don’t I have any clue

your game?” Kristie pouted, expressing her dismay. “I

for a living? Moreover, Jasmine is an illegitimate child of the

She was not in the mood to continue this conversation with Kristie. “Go ahead and

frustration and growled, “I wouldn’t have come to you if I had a choice! Curt has been ignoring me, and he refused to

rid of that woman first? You don’t want Curt to

you as my rival, Ms. Winton, so please stop thinking of me as your enemy,” Rayna said. “Secondly, Mr. Faymon can marry anyone

Kristie to leave her alone. “I still have a lot of work to do, Ms. Winton.

“You—”

please see

escort her

befell her office after Kristie had left, but Rayna was not in the mood to go through the documents

utterly out of sorts. I celebrated his birthday just a few days ago, and today, he announced he’s getting married. How did everything happen

made headlines, it instantly became the talk of the town. Rayna noticed that everyone in Faymon Group was also busy discussing the big news about

her disbelief. “Mr. Faymon told me he’d be busy these two days, but it never crossed my mind

“Maybe they have known each other for a

but I’ve never met Ms. Sanders,” Naomi said softly. “I heard Old Mr. Faymon was admitted to the hospital and is now hanging by a thread.