His Precious Love

“It’ll take at least forty minutes for the groceries to be delivered. Are there flour and unsalted butter in the kitchen?” Rayna asked Larissa as she headed toward the kitchen, ignoring Curtis altogether.

“Yes. They’re all in the upper cabinet.” Larissa followed her into the kitchen and helped her retrieve the said items. Then, she added, “There’s also an oven and some molds for cookies. Do you need them as well, Ms. Garland?”

“Yes. Please take them out for me.”

“Sure.”

Kristie didn’t go into the kitchen but eyed Curtis beside her and inquired in curiosity, “What did you say was the purpose of your visit just now? You’re here for your laptop, right?”

Without waiting for Curtis to answer, she started rummaging everywhere in the living room.

In the end, she found the laptop beside the television. With all the excitement in the world, she brought it over to him. “Found it! Hurry up and leave, Curt, lest your work gets held up.”

Curtis was rendered speechless for a moment.

He massaged his temples. “I worry about you since there’s an outsider at home. I’ll leave later.”

“What outsider?” Kristie was lost at first before she followed his gaze to the kitchen and caught sight of Rayna. Immediately, chagrin swamped her. “Rayna isn’t an outsider! Don’t treat her like your enemy simply because you’ve broken up with her. She’s stunningly beautiful, and many men are interested in her even if you aren’t.”

Curtis’ eyes darkened a shade. “You’re now siding with outsiders, Kristie?”

“I was just speaking the truth.” Kristie curled her ruby lips. In the next instant, something seemingly occurred to her. She leaned close to the man and queried in a whisper, “Are you so adamant about staying because you want to eat Rayna’s cooking, Curt?”

“No.”

In response, Kristie harrumphed. “I think that’s the reason all right. It’s obvious that you want to stick around for a free meal, Curt.”

Pressing his hand against her head, Curtis forcibly turned her around in the direction of her room. “Go back to your bedroom and change out of your pajamas. If you continue talking back to me, I’ll dismiss Mdm. Lovett and leave you to fend for yourself.”

“How petty!” Kristie muttered. Slapping his hand away, she begrudgingly returned to her bedroom.

the bar area.

pulled back in a simple ponytail that hung down her

against the edge of the bar with his ebony eyes fixated on her, watching as

does she have that I can’t forget her? And why is it that she has the ability to make a mess of

threw his head back and downed the

Larissa was helping Rayna when her

went to the

and daughter-in-law are on a business trip and can’t make it back. I’m afraid my granddaughter won’t be able to manage alone at home. Can I take a half-day leave to look

leave. Just come over on the dot tomorrow morning,” Curtis

beyond words. Before leaving, she suggested, “Since you’ve got nothing to do here anyway, Mr. Faymon, you can go in and lend Ms. Garland a hand. It’s

she had left, Curtis remained leaning

to see that Rayna was managing

me, no? In that case, why should I still go and help her? Besides, I’m not here to be

she helping Rayna?” Kristie questioned upon seeing that Rayna was alone in

so I gave her a half-day leave,”

hand!” Upon hearing that, Kristie rolled up her

was stopped

want to blow up the kitchen again? If another fire breaks out, Faymon Group doesn’t have that much money

Am I to

she suddenly stared at the man fixedly with a crafty look in

of foreboding promptly

Kristie shoved him into

scoffed, “He can’t even differentiate between

happen again this time. He said he’d be embarrassed to eat your cooking without doing anything and insisted on helping, so do grant

was greeted

at the bowl of flour. “Since you’re eager to help, Mr.

turned to glower at Kristie, but the latter had long since

she even muttered, “He shouldn’t have offered to help if he doesn’t know how to do it. He came in, but he isn’t helping at all, standing