His Precious Love

Chapter 157 Heartache

Seeing that Naomi was making her way toward the conference room, Curtis trailed behind her. However, he did not go in and only caught a glimpse of Rayna through the half-open door. She was standing before the desk, pointing at the screen behind her as she spoke.

He observed the slender figure in silence.

The woman was wearing a flax-colored knitted dress that day, and her hair was tied neatly into a ponytail, making her look professional. Moreover, she had exquisite facial features and exuded a cold, elegant aura that commanded respect.

Unlike her previous mild-mannered self, she carried herself with confidence and pride as of then.

That was the result of his training.

Looking at the all-powerful Rayna, Curtis felt a sense of indescribable satisfaction. A hint of joy surfaced in his eyes, and after observing her for a little longer, he left the place quietly.

It ended up being a long meeting that lasted well past seven o’clock at night. All of the executives looked exhausted as they emerged from the conference room.

“Oh my goodness, how could the meeting last all day? I’m so tired!”

“Me too.”

“Did you guys notice that Ms. Garland is far scarier than Mr. Faymon during meetings? She seems to have absolutely no concept of time.”

The executives chattered among themselves while making their way downstairs. Soon enough, they had the shock of their lives when they noticed the subject of their discussion—Curtis—was sitting in the living room.

Why is Mr. Faymon here? Could it be that he has some sort of relationship with Ms. Garland?

They began speculating as soon as they saw Curtis, but none of them dared to utter their thoughts aloud. Wearing smiles, the executives greeted him and got out of the mansion right away.

About five minutes later, Rayna finally came downstairs, rubbing her shoulders as she went down the steps.

“Being a CEO is much more tiring than being an employee,” she mumbled. Only when she saw Curtis in the living room did she recall that she was in his mansion.

Rayna smacked her forehead, frustration written all over her face. “I’m sorry, Mr. Faymon. The meeting ran longer than I expected. I’ll go cook right away.”

“No need. Let’s just order takeout.” His heart ached at the sight of her weary expression.

“It’s all right. I can cook up a quick meal.” As she spoke, she was already dashing into the kitchen. Standing from a distance, she began to fill him in on the contents of their meeting that day.

it for Rayna so that she could have a

then, a dull thud sounded

A cloud passed over his face, and he instantly went to the kitchen in his wheelchair. At the same time, he dialed the doctor’s number with his other

“Rayna!”

mustered his strength to bend over and gently tapped Rayna’s face to wake her up. At

the woman showed

her face still had some color, he placed his hand on her forehead to check her temperature. Rayna was not running

for a few seconds, after which he finally heaved

gave Rayna a checkup and found that there was nothing

probably under great stress, so it’s best if she doesn’t stay up late and sleep earlier instead. If she continues

nodded in

away, he opened a bottle of liquid medicine and poured some of its

she spat it out

How can she recover if she refuses to take

that time around, the spoon was almost knocked to the ground. Left with no other choice, he could only resort to his previous method. Curtis held the

the faint scent of coffee in her mouth and assumed she must have had plenty

to help himself, Curtis deepened the kiss and only let her

and he wiped it off with his

while wearing the same outfit as the previous day. She could not remember how she

fainted in the kitchen,

“Y-You could’ve

Curtis lifting her up and bringing her

to Kristie, actually.” Curtis lifted the newspaper and began reading through it casually. “It’s just

that make me stupid?” Shocked, Rayna instinctively

covering his lips with his hand, hiding the delighted smile

just about anything that

Faymon!” Eventually, Rayna figured out he was only teasing her. With her brows furrowed, she stormed into the kitchen

plan for the day was to head to the office after breakfast and return by noon once she was

rest if she constantly had people over at

unnecessary, for Naomi would take care of the remaining matters. “You’re the CEO. If you need to take care of every single thing, then what’s

It concerned Faymon Group’s survival, after all. Before Chester made his next move,

You need to rest,” said Curtis

of hesitation, she finally relented.