His Precious Love

Chapter 181 She Needs A Tranquilizer

Pfft!

Rayna was so taken aback by Kristie’s actions that she nearly had a heart attack. “D-Don’t. Just call me Ms. Garland instead. I can’t possibly afford for you to do away with informalities.”

“Of course you can! I will have to address you differently again in the future as well!” Kristie wrapped her arms around Rayna’s affectionately. “Let me take you to your seat, Rayna.”

Rayna was confused. You should go eat at your table. Why are you taking me to my own seat?

When they came to the table, she noticed James was sitting there. She looked even more confused than before.

Kristie arranged for Rayna to sit inside, then wheeled Curtis over beside Rayna before she sat next to James.

“W-What’s going on?”

Rayna looked at James before shifting her gaze to Kristie. She had a bad feeling about what was going to happen next.

Kristie tugged at James’ sleeve and said, “You should greet Curtis.”

Although James felt awkward, he still greeted Curtis obediently, “Curtis.”

Rayna was at a loss for words.

Curtis didn’t seem to be surprised at all. “All right, let’s order, shall we? Everyone’s hungry.”

“What do you think you’re doing?” Rayna held down the menu in front of Curtis. She was on the verge of a major outburst. “Is this the f*cking time to eat? Aren’t you supposed to explain the situation to me?” She then looked daggers at James. “And why are you greeting him informally?”

“Don’t be mad, Rayna. Have some coffee.” Kristie poured a cup of coffee and handed it to Rayna with a blush on her face. “I’m dating James now. Curt is his brother-in-law now, and you are—”

stopped Kristie from continuing. “Ms. Winton, my brother is still a child. I beg you to have mercy on him and

bullying you. I’ll

she said, “Don’t. It feels like I’m trying to break up a pair of lovebirds. I don’t care who you like as

as to why Kristie had behaved so strangely in front of her. The latter had even addressed her affectionately. It turned out that she

in a low voice, “You knew they

want your brother to bring a boyfriend

can’t possibly be

Rayna,” Kristie said in a childlike voice as she held Rayna’s hand tightly. “I really, really like James. Just tell me what you would like for

his throat and reminded Kristie, “You’re straying away

solemn expression on her face. “I even contacted the wedding dress designer! But they have too many clients, so we

was stunned by her

start an argument with Kristie in a fancy restaurant. “You have a bright future ahead of you, and you can have everything you want. You also have Mr. Faymon and the others to help you. As you know, my family isn’t well-off at all, and we just bought a house recently. My brother is still studying too. I’m not expecting him to have a great or successful future; I’d be happy enough if he lived well. Besides having a difference in status, both of you have a large age gap too. You may feel that everything is fresh and fun right now, but what if you

anxiously, “I will

lovely your promise seems right now, things will happen inevitably when the time comes. You’re a gorgeous woman with many suitors, most of whom are better and more capable than

pouted as she turned to look at Curtis.

calling his name. Even if Theodore is here, it won’t make a difference.” Rayna pushed the cup of coffee back to Kristie. “This coffee is not going to be a peace offering

respect, causing

trying to break us

the verge of tears, James felt his heart ache, so he comforted

Kristie was ignorant in the past and she bullied you because she was afraid that you would take away Mr. Faymon from her. She’s a kind-hearted person, and she means no harm at

was on a business trip in Tyrandas back then, she had someone abduct and drug me! And you claim she doesn’t mean any

Curtis’ hand froze midair.

she drugged? How could she remember what happened that

Curtis’ expression as she continued to berate James, “It doesn’t matter if you say

say that, Rayna.

to protect her!” Rayna sneered. “Looks like you’ve known each other for a long time. James, you’re quite impressive, aren’t you?