His Precious Love

Chapter 164 What Did You Call Her

Curtis watched Rayna, who was preparing breakfast, from the door. His gaze did not so much as waver, and it made Rayna uncomfortable when she turned around several times and caught him.

She was at a loss for words. “Could you read the newspaper or something, Uncle Curtis?”

I can’t even cook a meal in peace with him staring at me like that. I wonder if a donkey kicked him in the head once. He’s so weird.

At those words, Curtis turned to leave to sit on the couch, and Rayna finally felt the atmosphere clearing up.

He returned after some time spent perusing the newspaper. “I’ve read the newspaper,” he declared solemnly. “It isn’t as interesting as my wife.”

Rayna flushed crimson again.

The amount of cheek this man has! Ah, but it feels pretty good to hear.

Breakfast that day consisted of pumpkin oatmeal and scones.

Rayna was about to ask Curtis if he wanted any butter when Curtis bit down on a particularly plump scone, causing jam to squirt in every direction, to his shock.

As she had never seen Curtis flustered, Rayna burst into laughter at his expression despite the dollops of jam upon her.

After laughing herself silly, she regained her composure to teach him the proper way to enjoy a scone.

“Here’s some butter for flavor.” Rayna deftly made a small incision in the scone with her knife and filled it with a smidge of butter. “See? This will prevent the jam from getting everywhere.”

“I see.” Humbled by the experience, Curtis took a bite of the scone she prepared for him and proclaimed, “Delicious! Your culinary skills are getting better by the day, Sweetheart.”

Rayna glared at him. “Were my culinary skills not good before?”

“You cooked well before, too,” he answered hastily, aware that his words had displeased her.

After several moments of silence, Rayna turned her gaze to his face. With her chin resting in her hand, she admired how Curtis’ long eyelashes flattered his side profile.

Seized by a sudden impulse, she reached out to pinch them.

turned to regard her,

while pretending to examine him. “Your hair appears oily,

“It’s not convenient for

Rayna nodded instinctively.

you, Rayna?”

she had already made the promise, she was forced to follow

first time, into his bedroom. It was lavishly decorated, with a faint

of a button, and sunlight flooded the room. It was blinding

Let’s spend the day outside, Uncle Curtis,” she

Curtis nodded,

to help Curtis to the washbasin when he shook his head. “I can

stand up with no small effort. He slowly lifted one leg onto the recliner

the simple act, it took him a quarter of an hour, and

to herself to bring him abroad once business in

must be a hospital

She even occasionally asked

Curtis. Bend down a

down to meet Curtis’ eyes, and her heart skipped a beat. “Close your eyes, Uncle Curtis,” she said

tender gaze fixed

She said no more, though her ears flushed

simple compliment from him would cause her heart to thump

unaware that her clothes had been soaked.

flickered toward her several times. Suddenly, he pulled her

Caught unawares, Rayna fell

her waist

brisk female voice of his virtual assistant announced,

just inches away from his when the announcement interrupted them. Flustered, she clamored off him and

almost

after she arrived downstairs, Rayna’s heart was still thumping. She smacked her cheeks to regain

exclaimed angrily when she saw Rayna on the other side of the door. “What

“I—”

wet clothes stuck to her skin, the latter started like she had seen a ghost. “What