His Precious Love

His Precious Love Chapter 263

Chapter 263 Am I Not More Interesting

No matter how Rayna tried to chase Curtis away, he refused to budge. She had just told him that Jessica would be coming back that night, but in the next second, she received a call from the latter saying that she would be staying at Wyatt’s place and not returning.

That undoubtedly rendered Rayna speechless.

Right then, the kitten strolled out of Rayna’s room. The feline was rolling around, then rubbed itself against Curtis and finally resting beside his feet, seemingly a sign that it liked the man a lot.

The veins on Curtis’ forehead throbbed. “Rayna, get that cat away from me.”

“No way!” Rayna snorted. She then deliberately shifted the footbath pail next to him. “You can leave if you find it unbearable to stay, Mr. Faymon. I’ll open the door for you.”

“Forget it. I can still bear with it.”

Rayna rolled her eyes at him and threw an orange over. “Peel me an orange.”

“I just ate one. It’s too sour.” Curtis put the orange back in the basket. “One minute.”

“For what?”

Rayna wanted to probe when the doorbell rang. Curtis stood up and headed to open the door.

“Mr. Faymon, these are the fruits you requested. They’re freshly plucked from the orchard.”

After thanking the delivery man, Curtis carried the large cooler box into the house. The sweet scent of fresh fruits filled the room as he opened the lid.

Rayna was stunned by that sight. “You can even do this?”

“Of course. These are all plucked from the orchards Faymon Group acquired.” Curtis picked up an orange to peel as he casually explained the situation that appeared typical to him. “They send these freshly harvested fruits to the Faymon residence every morning.”

After peeling the orange, he carefully removed the white pith on the fruit and peeled it into segments. When Rayna tried a segment of orange, she was so overwhelmed that she could only curse to express the emotions she felt inside her.

“This is so delicious!”

Curtis chuckled lightly. “Those fruit farmers are all from some research institutes. They specialize in the research and cultivation of high-quality fruits. Only the Faymon family and the companies in important collaborations with Faymon Group get to enjoy these fruits.”

to swallow that segment of orange in her mouth before she blurted out, “The life of

can get the fruit picker to send you some

“Really?”

how are you going

my guts out for Faymon Group. Isn’t

Group’s matter. They’ll compensate you with an annual salary of one million,” Curtis retorted. “But I have to fork out money to buy

man, Rayna glared at him

every day complimenting me that I’m the most handsome

and beckoned to him. “All right, Mr. Faymon. Come over here. I have

possibly have a tapping

whiny tone. “I’m embarrassed

Curtis suspected something afoul, he gulped and walked over as he could not resist seeing her do alluring actions

could react, Rayna swiftly grabbed the feline into her

next second, Curtis’

so much.” Rayna ignored the man’s darkened expression and smiled gloatingly. “You like Happy

Curtis fixed

down after flashing him a sheepish smile. But as soon as she did so, the man scooped

to break free from the man’s grip. “I’m not

“Fifteen minutes is enough.”

to toe as he pressed his body against hers and

don’t like that…” Faced with the man before her, Rayna could barely resist him. “Go to sleep first, Mr. Faymon. I still have

any

followed was an

smirk, Curtis pulled Rayna’s hand to touch his Adam’s apple suggestively. Rayna was so mesmerized by the man’s pleasant scent that she almost gave

from the living room. That instantly dragged Rayna back to her

door, and ran out of the room in deft and quick movements. Within five seconds, she

“Hello?”

hearing Rayna’s voice, Jordan, on the other end of the line, burst into tears. “You have finally

“Stop

“Y-Your car exploded…”

shock. “Are you all

barrage of questions, Rayna did not get a response from the former. Bringing the phone into her sight,

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