His Precious Love

Chapter 314 It Is Just A Nightmare

After leaving the club, Curtis didn’t return to the hotel with Theodore and the rest. Instead, he brought Rayna to a private car by the roadside, seemingly wanting to go somewhere else.

Rayna glanced outside the window, unsure of where they were going. “Why aren’t we going back to the hotel? Are you hungry?” she asked Curtis.

“I am quite hungry,” Curtis replied in a deep voice.

Rayna wasn’t innocent. Her cheeks immediately flushed red when she caught on to the meaning behind his words. She punched him lightly. We’re lucky that the chauffeur doesn’t understand Chanaean!

The car left the city quickly. The chauffeur followed the direction on the GPS and drove all the way to a resort.

The resort had a modest yet graceful Jetroinian architectural style. A thin layer of snow covered the rooftops and trees, making the entire place look surreal.

“It’s beautiful!” Rayna was completely in awe of the gorgeous scenery before her eyes. She watched the warm breath she exhaled disappear into thin air. “It’s like I’m in a fairy tale world!”

Curtis walked to her side and chuckled softly. “The snow wasn’t heavy today, so it didn’t pile up. I requested someone to create some snow manually to show you this magnificent scenery.”

Rayna turned around to look at him. “There I was wondering why the snow is so thick! It’s actually manmade snow, huh?”

“Anything to fulfill your wish to build a snowman, Mrs. Faymon,” Curtis said as he helped her put on a scarf. “I’ve booked the entire place for today. You can stay in whichever room you prefer and have fun wherever you please.”

“It’s expensive, isn’t it?” Rayna could feel her heart ache. It must cost a fortune to book the entire resort and hire someone to create the synthetic snow.

“It’s all right. It’s just three hundred thousand per night.”

Rayna gasped in astonishment.

After a few seconds, she bent down to grab some snow while mumbling, “No. I must spend every second I have in this resort wisely. We can’t waste the money!”

“Mrs. Faymon, are you planning to build a palm-sized snowman with your hands?” Curtis passed her a snow shovel.

“I’m not…” Rayna dragged her last words as she formed a ball of snow in her hands while stepping backward.

“Hmm?”

the next moment, she flashed a

by Rayna’s sudden attack. The snowball hit his shoulder and his face. It was so icy that it

to be angry. “You’ve gotten bolder now, huh, to throw a snowball at

ground while grabbing more snow and making it into snowballs to

Curtis had long legs, he didn’t dodge any of the snowballs and let them hit him. Occasionally, he would make some snowballs and throw them back at her,

while, Rayna was panting and drenched in sweat. With the snow shovel in her hands, she built a huge snowman with Curtis’ help

the snowman that was about two meters tall. She was extremely satisfied and didn’t mind her hands being frozen by the chilly wind. “My wish to build a huge snowman finally came

she was studying abroad a few years ago, she had told Jefferson that she wanted to build a

Jefferson agreed.

Yartran. Jefferson visited Rayna earlier and brought her out on a date, telling her they would build

a

matter happened, and

past filled her mind suddenly, causing her to space out at the thought. It wasn’t until she heard the cheerful Christmas

it was already

snowball fight, and we built a snowman. It’s time to sleep now. We will catch a cold if we stand in

looked at him. Although his expression was icy, his eyes were filled with warmth. She couldn’t help

at her fixedly. “Did you do

“I didn’t!”

passionate all of a sudden?” Curtis put on a stern expression. However, he couldn’t bring himself to speak harshly to her. “You were spacing out while staring at the snowman just now. Was there

“I’m regretting my decision. I shouldn’t have promised to become your wife so soon. Think about it. I’m still young, but

statement. “Are you complaining that I’m too old for

honestly.

toward the nearest mansion. “Let’s go inside. I’ll

blushed upon hearing

I like the bed,” Curtis replied

greater than she could ever

the snow gradually became heavier, forming a thick layer on

Curtis’ arm

She dreamed about Jefferson.