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 laptop on the coffee table before striding to the bar area. He snagged a glass

kitchen. Her black hair was pulled back in a simple ponytail that hung down her

of the bar with his ebony eyes fixated on her, watching as she moved about at times or

have that I can’t forget her? And why

his head back and downed the entire

Larissa was helping Rayna when her phone rang out

she went to the side to answer

“Mr. Faymon, my granddaughter is running a high fever. My son and daughter-in-law are on a business

a half-day leave. Just come over on the dot tomorrow

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

after she had left, Curtis remained leaning against the

at the kitchen, only to

should I still go and help her? Besides, I’m not here to be

Lovett? Why isn’t she helping Rayna?” Kristie questioned upon seeing

fever, so I gave her a half-day leave,” Curtis answered

that, Kristie rolled up her sleeves and dashed

stopped

up the kitchen again? If another fire breaks out, Faymon Group doesn’t have that much money to compensate everyone.” As Curtis

oven! Am I to leave her to do all the work by herself? That

the man fixedly with a crafty look in

of foreboding promptly flooded

say anything, Kristie shoved him into the kitchen and announced loudly,

that, Rayna snorted and scoffed, “He can’t even differentiate between salt

anything and insisted on helping, so do grant him the opportunity, Rayna,” Kristie chirped, pushing Curtis into

she was greeted by the sight of Curtis behind

him, she pointed at the bowl of flour. “Since you’re eager to help, Mr. Faymon, go ahead and mix the

turned to glower at Kristie, but the latter had

have offered to help if he doesn’t know how