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

It was so icy that it sent shivers down his spine. Yet, the woman right across from

he chased after her while pretending to be angry. “You’ve

stand still to let him catch her. She started running on the snowy ground while grabbing more snow and making it into snowballs

of the snowballs and let them hit him. Occasionally, he would make some snowballs and throw them back at her, enjoying

drenched in sweat. With the snow shovel in her hands, she built a huge snowman with Curtis’ help and even wrapped her

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

ago, she had told Jefferson that she wanted to build a snowman if it started snowing in

Jefferson agreed.

snowing heavily in Yartran. Jefferson visited Rayna earlier and brought her out on a date, telling her they would build a snowman when the snow became

build a snowman, Jefferson received a call. Later, he sent her back to the university as

and she

causing her to space out at the thought. It wasn’t until she heard the cheerful Christmas carols that she finally regained her

out that it was already midnight, and it was

her hands in his to warm them up. Helplessly, yet dotingly, he said, “We had a snowball fight, and we built a

of her daze and looked at him. Although his expression was icy, his eyes were filled with

at her fixedly. “Did you do something

“I didn’t!”

put on a stern expression. However, he couldn’t bring himself to speak harshly

“I’m regretting my decision. I shouldn’t have promised to become your wife so

eyes at her statement. “Are you

honestly.

his arms and walked toward the nearest

upon hearing his remarks. She punched him and exclaimed, “I’ll make you sleep on the floor

like the bed,”

her was greater than

morning, the snow gradually became heavier,

the mansion, Rayna rested her head on Curtis’ arm

She dreamed about Jefferson.