His Precious Love

Chapter 238 Pardon The Intrusion

Wyatt showered Jessica with several more kisses before leaving reluctantly.

The smile on her face gradually dissipated as she gazed after Wyatt, who was driving away from the residential area into the distance.

Jessica resolutely removed the diamond ring on her finger and discarded it inside her handbag before entering the condominium.

Rayna had not seen Curtis since that day due to several reasons. First, he’d not replied to her apologetic text message on WhatsApp.

Secondly, she’d been so inundated with work that the day of Curtis and Jasmine’s wedding had arrived before she’d known it.

News of the wedding between the Faymon and Sanders families was all over the media portals early in the morning. It was even the talk of the town in her office.

Rayna feigned ignorance and continued with her work.

She’d received a call from Jessica, who questioned why she’d balked from attending the wedding ceremony. In the end, Rayna hung up as she couldn’t come up with a satisfactory reply.

Surprisingly, Jessica immediately sought her out, as she would not take her evasion for an answer.

“Why aren’t you going? It’s not as if you owe Curtis anything!” Jessica determinedly pulled Rayna along to pick an evening gown from a luxurious boutique before heading to a salon to get her hair done.

Jessica began lecturing Rayna on the way to the wedding, “You’ll blind Curtis with your beauty by attending the ball! Imagine what Jasmine would think if you were absent!”

“What’s the point of all this? Besides, I wasn’t even invited as a guest,” Rayna uttered in exasperation.

“Come on. There’s no reason for him to deny us entry. It’s not as if we’re going to crash his wedding.” Jessica rolled her eyes. “Wyatt will have a way to admit us if worst comes to worst. He’s probably there already.”

Rayna pursed her lips.

Even though both parties claimed that it was a marriage of pretense, the announcement was so sensational that almost everyone in the country knew of it.

“Are you upset, Nana?” Jessica scooted close to Rayna and hooked her arm through Rayna’s. “Do you still have feelings for Mr. Faymon?”

“No way.”

Mr. Faymon has lied to you time and time

do you insist on me attending

reporters would fabricate stories about you feeling inferior to Jasmine if you weren’t present,” Jessica

are a few potential guys that I’ve shortlisted. Two of

think that’d be

Faymon what an exceptional woman you are who’s pursued by droves of

car crashed into their taxi. The impact

their car window was dark, as if they were

front and back. Several burly men exited from the sedan before

still cursing them for being so careless, whereas Rayna had already noticed more men trickling out from the car behind them. She swiftly

of them knocked on the window and ordered harshly once it was lowered, “Ms. Garland, come

tear down the car if

at how the situation escalated and held on tight to Rayna’s hand as she got out of the car. “Let me follow

me.” Rayna pried herself from

on and relinquished

men appeared tough and fierce, Rayna observed that they were careful not to manhandle her and Jessica. She placed her hopes on the possibility that they would not commit murder and got in

their intentions when she was smothered by a handkerchief containing ether. She barely had time to react and

they were heading to the hospital before succumbing

urged the taxi driver to

for Curtis

and Sanders families. Not a single

his usual suit and bowtie. As the marriage ceremony was a fluke, he did not

arrived shortly with her arm in her father’s as they walked down the

Everyone was askance.

concerned about their big day in the least, especially the plainly-dressed bride who was without a

“Your marriage ceremony may be simple, but I

Curtis merely nodded.

and backed down

and was about to officiate when Curtis interjected, “You may keep this short and simple by skipping straight

was

Faymon seem so impatient on such a salient

did as he was told. He had just begun speaking when he was again interrupted by the opening of the door