His Precious Love

She knew well what he meant.

He’s not denying it. The pictures in the newspaper aren’t baseless rumors. He’s in a relationship with Stella. Looks like I was just overthinking things. Curtis has already put things behind him.

Curtis felt his heart ache a little when he saw her head hung low and looking gloomy. Even so, he said nothing about that. He only asked, “Are you full?”

“Yes.”

When Curtis noticed it was still raining cats and dogs outside, he felt a pang of sympathy. “Looks like the rain won’t be stopping tonight. It’s not safe to drive in the rain. You can sleep in the guest room tonight. I’m going to deal with some matters first.”

Bobbing her head, Rayna said, “Thank you, Mr. Faymon.”

Curtis’ gaze turned gloomy when he heard her words.

Just as he arrived at his study upstairs, his phone rang. It was a call from Jasper.

“Mr. Faymon, didn’t we agree the profits from this collaboration will be split equally between both parties? How did it get changed to a seventy-to-thirty ratio in just one night?” asked Jasper as soon as the call was connected.

Curtis replied nonchalantly, “I contribute the most. Besides, the employees belong to my company. It’s only reasonable that it’s a seventy-to-thirty ratio.”

Jasper, who had always been calm and gentle, could not help but curse. “Damn it! Me bumping into Ms. Garland at the club was a total coincidence. I took her to the private room only because I wanted to train her. If you’re mad about it, you should take it out on Mr. Reed. Do you have to be so cruel by secretly setting me up on the project?”

“She’ll only be hearing vulgar content if she hangs out with a group of men. I bet you just wanted to let others bully her,” Curtis sneered.

“You guys have broken up, and you refused to sell her the oranges. Why are you playing hero now?”

Curtis snapped, “Still, I won’t let anyone bully my person. The project will have a seventy-to-thirty ratio. Take it or leave it.”

With that, he hung up, feeling extremely frustrated.

He did not understand why he still thought of Rayna when they had already broken up.

secretly learned how to make cheese buns from the chef of the club when she cried over not getting to

the newspaper earlier, but he felt there was no need to do so the

trampled

he calmed himself down and turned

subsidiary companies in other countries. Nonetheless, virtual

off the computer. It was already one o’clock

the time, Curtis returned to his bedroom to wash

and stepped into the room, only to find her sound asleep on the bed with the white Ragdoll cat sprawling on the blanket. It looked

and meowed gracefully upon seeing Curtis approach

graceful pet that rarely meowed. At most, it would scratch Lucky’s face until it bled when it was

on the pillow as she slept peacefully. As he stared at her, he noticed her face

not help but brush his dry and warm hand over her cheeks to feel how chubby they were. Looks like the food here is much

asleep, suddenly frowned and murmured, “Don’t kick

Curtis instinctively glanced

the blanket in a docile manner and staring at him innocently with

he could not help but recall the video of a cat sleeping on its owner and almost suffocating the latter. He instantly grabbed Happy by the scruff of its neck

thrusted

cattery. I’m kicking you out of the house

belly kicked her over ten times when she slept that night, so much so that she even dreamed she was teaching them football. However, the children kept aiming the ball at her

up, she looked

her shirt and glanced at her bulging belly, she could not help but wonder why her babies were

a fight in

mood early in the morning. After washing up, she went downstairs to find Curtis sitting cross-legged at the dining

her way to the dining table, pulled out a chair a little roughly, and sat

her approaching from the corner of his eyes, Curtis ended the call. Seeing she had gotten up on the wrong side

dismay, Rayna eyed the oatmeal with disdain and muttered grumpily, “I don’t want that. I’d rather die

Curtis was dumbfounded.

temper and serve her as if he was a servant at

“Then what do you