His Precious Love

Chapter 231 Hiding A Woman

Rayna’s face flushed crimson. I overthought. This is so embarrassing.

Curtis glanced at her and said, “When I switched on the television earlier, Lucky ran out and jumped into the swimming pool, so I trailed after it to bring it back. Ms. Garland, did you assume I was hiding a woman in my house?”

“How would I know? I haven’t entered the living room just now! Why did you switch on the television and even tune in to the advertisement channel?”

Curtis approached her and stood so close to her that they could hear each other’s heartbeat.

He spoke in a deep and seductive voice. “May I think of your behavior as a show of jealousy and fear that I am seeing another woman?”

“Mr. Faymon, you’re such a narcissist.” Rayna handed the thermal container to him. “My mother made some pork stew. Hurry up and eat. I’m going to take a look at the German Shepherd.”

She headed toward the swimming pool afterward.

Curtis stared at the thermal container in his hands and was reminded about the dish she mentioned. His eyebrow twitched as a resigned look spread across his face.

I hate pork the most, yet all I’ve been eating recently is pork.

The German Shepherd pup was chasing after a ball at the poolside. At the sight of Rayna, it went near her while shaking its tail. She wanted to hug it when it jumped into the pool with a thump.

Taking in the way Lucky swam happily in the pool, Rayna was astounded. “Isn’t this puppy too reckless and active?” It jumped into such a deep pool without hesitation.

“Lucky, come here!” Lucky was still a pup after all. Rayna was worried it might drown, so she tried to convince the dog to come out of the pool by attracting its attention with a ball at the poolside.

Lucky swam over rapidly.

Just as Rayna was about to seize the dog, it swiftly moved in the opposite direction. Conversely, she lost her balance and fell into the pool. The young German Shepherd barked, swam closer to her, and licked her face.

Rayna grabbed the pup by the scruff of its neck and scolded it, “Are you happy now for causing me to end up in this pathetic state? You’re as naughty as your owner!”

“I heard that, Ms. Garland.” Curtis leaned against the sliding door and looked at Rayna, who was inside the pool, in amusement. “You should tone down your voice whenever you badmouth about someone else next time.”

Rayna rolled her eyes at him. “I’m speaking ill of Mr. Tylinski. How does that concern you?”

“I’m raising this dog.”

you acquired this dog from Mr. Tylinski. Lucky’s

gaze darkened. “Can you quit mentioning Gabriel’s

annoyed because she

be blamed too. He chatted with others instead of focusing on his duties at

Rayna thought Curtis was overreacting. She wanted to get out of the pool but realized her clothes were wet

Curtis, “Mr.

aren’t any outsiders

at him with a

to her, he asked her to get out of the pool, wrapped the towel around her head, and helped

own.” Rayna wasn’t used to his caring gesture. She wanted to snatch the towel from him, but he

in close proximity. “Are you avoiding

“No,” she swiftly denied.

are you

I’m avoiding him simply because I’m not looking up? What kind of logic is

next second, she slapped him

into the

few days ago, he had mocked Wyatt for being an embarrassment because the latter was hit by a woman. Little did he expect

disobedient as it kept running around the living room,

is reluctant to have its fur blow dry, just wipe it with a towel. If

heartless as you.” Rayna grimaced. “Animals are living creatures

never expected the dog to do anything for

why are you

didn’t reply to her question and went to open

seemed to have understood Curtis’ words as it trotted up to Rayna compliantly and

to the living room with another person

dressed in a long beige dress, appearing gentle and captivating, smiled faintly and greeted Rayna,

got up. “I should be saying

“Let’s go to

the other

fake marriage. Still, Rayna couldn’t help feeling discontented. It’s

still loose, so it did not take long to be blow-dried. Rayna spent time playing ball with Lucky inside the living room. Her eyes would flit toward the