His Precious Love

Chapter 210 Speak To Me Properly

Curtis narrowed his eyes, and a suffocating, murderous intent emanated from him.

Wyatt was the first to crack. “Don’t be like that, Curtis. Ms. Garland is fine, isn’t she? Besides, your fiancée is here. Let’s not frighten her.”

Immediately afterward, he received a death stare from Theodore, which caused his heart to hammer wildly.

“Ms. Garland is fine. Don’t worry, Curtis,” Jeremy assured Curtis. “As for the perpetrator’s identity, I’m sure we will eventually find some clues by going through the surveillance footage thoroughly.”

Curtis nodded, then shot a glance at Wyatt.

“I know. I’m on it.” With a single glance, the latter knew what was expected from him. Why did I choose to major in computer science and behavioral analysis? ”I’ll give Jessie a call,” he added.

“No need.” Curtis draped his suit jacket over Rayna and lifted her easily in his arms. “She stays in the same residential area as Kristie, to whom I am about to pay a visit.”

“I saw Kristie’s Instagram feed. She’s filming out of state now!” Wyatt replied at once.

“She’ll be coming back tonight. Do you have an opinion about that?” Wearing a half-smile, Curtis stared at him and continued, “I must trouble you to go through the surveillance footage, Wyatt. I hope you will have something new to report to me tomorrow morning.”

Wyatt’s shoulders slumped when the realization struck him.

Argh! I’m such a blabber!

“I’ll stay back and work with Wyatt,” Jeremy offered with a smile. “If you didn’t have any drinks, Theodore, help send Ms. Sanders home. It’s not safe for her to return alone.”

Jasmine did not object to it, accepting the suggestion pleasantly. “Thank you.”

There was no response from Theodore.

However, after they exited the building, he did not do as Jeremy had requested. Once Curtis left with Rayna in his arms, he walked to the side of the road and hailed a taxi. “We’re going in opposite directions, Ms. Sanders. Why don’t you take a taxi home?”

Jasmine’s eyes dimmed. Instead of entering the vehicle, she merely smiled at Theodore. “They asked you to send me home, Mr. Xavier, and now you’re handing me over to the taxi driver, a stranger. Aren’t you afraid of something happening to me?”

“I will take a picture of the license plate and hold him accountable if anything happens to you,” he replied.

Yet, she stood her ground. “I won’t take a cab. I can’t stand the smell. Either take the long way to send me home or leave me with Mr. York.”

The muscles on Theodore’s face grew taut.

at the man, then at

have your lovers spat someplace else? I’d

a meek voice, he asked, “Um, my wife

the driver. Despite his hostile demeanor, he still shut the

driver sped

her fair arm, shivering from the cold

duo headed

did it look domineering, but its impressive height demanded the aid of a stool to mount. Lowering her head, Jasmine gazed at

too tight. I

grew impatient when she still

Jasmine shut her eyes.

has worsened with the increase

here,”

vehicle. After going around the car, he found Jasmine standing there, looking exceptionally short next to the

gown. “It’s too tall. Besides, I can’t lift the hem of

it my fault you wore a dress like

to expend an immense effort to suppress her anger. “Fine, it was my choice to wear this. Are

without saying a word, though the scowl on his face

with his nasty temper, Jasmine reined back her fury. “Give me

his arm, but he moved backward, causing her

an instant, a sense of frustration welled

Rayna but refuses to let me touch

the corner of

don’t want a ride from you anymore.” Scowling,

me with

wanted a ride, and now you don’t. What is it

a reticent person, she always managed to

feel like a thorn on his tongue, making him grit his teeth in vexation as

things off four years ago without giving us a chance. Despite breaking

herself free from his grasp. “I want to take a taxi

to take a step forward, Theodore lifted her. With his strong arms, he heaved her straight into the Hummer. She slumped into the

be manhandled like

and attempted to

quickly, Theodore got into the driver’s seat, then