His Precious Love

Chapter 190 Disallowed To Have Designs On My Woman

“Let go of me, Jefferson. I’m about to suffocate!” Rayna tried shoving Jefferson away.

Jefferson only released his hold on her after hugging her tightly for a long while. Rayna immediately backed away and eyed him warily.

Her guardedness had disappointment flooding Jefferson. But this also proves that the hurt I inflicted upon her is etched into her, and she can never forget me. Following that thought, a gratified grin appeared on his face.

Then, he urged, “Listen to me and sever all ties with Curtis as soon as possible, for he isn’t a good man. Just tell me whatever you want. Even if you want to establish your own company, I can help you.”

“The two of you are more or less the same, cut from the same cloth,” Rayna scoffed coldly.

We’ve broken up years ago, but he appeared out of the blue and put up this whole charade to garner sympathy!

“You don’t understand.” Jefferson wanted to say something further, but he gave up in the end, merely asking, “You still plan on helping him?”

“I owe him that much.”

Jefferson pinned his gaze on Rayna. A long moment later, he chuckled. “How brilliant of Curtis! It turns out that he had long since known the importance of a woman’s pity and sympathy.”

Rayna’s brows furrowed, for she didn’t quite understand his meaning. “What does that mean?”

“Nothing.”

It’s okay if she wants to help him. Anyway, Faymon Group won’t be able to hold out for long. Sooner or later, the truth will come to light. No other man is allowed to have designs on my woman!

When the two of them left the manor and returned to the hotel, Jefferson locked himself in the bedroom, seemingly having some business to settle. Rayna didn’t know where to go, so she did the same and went back to her bedroom.

The instant she tapped open WhatsApp, countless unread messages popped out.

Most of them were from Kristie.

Ever since she started dating James, she shamelessly added Rayna and texted her a greeting every single day. That aside, she would send food over to Faymon Group for Rayna from time to time, determined to get in the latter’s good books.

Slowly, Rayna’s heart softened and stopped treating her harshly.

In truth, her hands were also tied, for she couldn’t break the couple up when even Linda had given them her blessings.

first time. In other words, she was acknowledging Kristie

could exit the conversation, a

the airport today to go on a honeymoon! Curt has even turned off his phone. How despicable! Don’t panic, Rayna. I’ve got someone following them.

phone, giving

was amused at first, but when she saw the word “honeymoon,” an indescribable emotion

the sake of collaboration? Why are

Sheer disappointment deluged her.

his smile, his intimidating countenance, how protective he

side of him. He valued his family, but he wouldn’t side with them blindly. At

leader from her initial position as an interpreter so quickly. No one else could have taught her the things he

that they weren’t

done so than she saw intimate pictures of Jessica and

more irate, she blocked them

half past six in the evening, Jefferson knocked on Rayna’s

a gown. We’re

spaghetti straps and a slit at the side. She then wanted to ask him where they were going, planning to make a quick stop at a salon to have her hair done if they were

her surprise, the man had engaged the services of

and matching her accessories with her gown. In a mere hour,

the mirror, she suddenly understood why celebrities wanted

Whoa! I’m breathtakingly stunning!

was bowled over when she stepped out of

explained to Rayna that they would be attending a charity dinner held by a wealthy man in Hallsbay that night. There would be a lot of guests,

head in understanding before inquiring, “So, we’re going to join in the

warm against her cheek. “Yeah. It’s our last day,

personal space.” Leaning backward in discomfiture, Rayna coughed to mask her embarrassment. Subsequently,

the smile in Jefferson’s

He grunted in acknowledgment.

before the entrance

red carpet were crowded with various media outlets, relentlessly snapping away at those who stepped onto the red carpet, the flashing lights

long since grown accustomed to the cameras. With a hand on Jefferson’s arm, she walked down the red carpet graciously and headed straight to the banquet hall on the

“Mr. Hamilton.”

around forty-five years old came up to them. He greeted Jefferson with a

his head a fraction.