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.”

that segment of orange in her mouth before she blurted out, “The life of the wealthy is

get the fruit picker to send you some fresh

“Really?”

are you going to reward

my guts out for

an annual salary of one million,” Curtis retorted. “But I have to fork out money to buy

refute the man, Rayna glared at him furiously. “You’re truly a

complimenting me that I’m the most handsome man and that you like me the most. In return, I’ll fork out money to

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

a tapping device

here!” Rayna purposely put on a whiny tone. “I’m embarrassed to

over as he could not resist seeing her do alluring actions like biting her lips. At the same time, the

react, Rayna swiftly grabbed the feline into her

next second, Curtis’

Mr. Faymon. Happy loves you so much.” Rayna ignored the man’s darkened expression and smiled gloatingly.

having fun, Ms. Garland?” Curtis

But as soon as she did so, the man scooped her into his arms. “Since

break free from the man’s grip.

“Fifteen minutes is enough.”

He was emanating a domineering aura from head to toe as he pressed his body against hers and uttered in a deep voice, “You can have as much

could barely resist him. “Go to sleep first, Mr. Faymon. I still have

I not any more interesting

followed was an utter

touch his Adam’s apple suggestively. Rayna was so mesmerized by the man’s pleasant scent

the living room. That instantly

opened the door, and ran out of

“Hello?”

Garland!” Upon hearing Rayna’s voice, Jordan, on the other end of the line, burst

“Stop

“Y-Your car exploded…”

“Are you all right, then? Where are you

Jordan a barrage of questions, Rayna did not get a response from the former. Bringing the

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