His Precious Love

Chapter 450

Chapter 450

She walked out to see Curtis leaning against the wall with his legs slightly bent. He looked dashing.

Hearing her footsteps, he looked up and met her gaze.

Rayna’s heart raced as she stepped out of the restroom. She instinctively wanted to put her hand on her belly but was afraid that he would notice something was off. Instead, she grabbed the handle of the restroom door and walked out slowly.

Curtis straightened his back and came to her. “Let me carry you.”

“Oh, no need,” Rayna replied hastily. She was afraid he would realize something if he were to carry her.

Holding his arm, she said, “Just help me back, Mr. Faymon. Thank you.”

Curtis’ eyes turned dark, but he said nothing and allowed her to use him as a cane as they walked back to their seats.

It was mealtime. The flight attendant was asking the first-class passengers what they would like to eat. Some passengers had already received their meals and started eating. The cabin was an enclosed space, so the smell of food was wafting in the air.

Rayna and Curtis were walking along the aisle when the smell of stinky fish suddenly attacked their nostrils.

She took a whiff and felt her stomach churning.

Realizing she was about to puke, Rayna covered her lips hastily and pushed Curtis away to run to the restroom.

Alas, she wasn’t quick enough.

As a result, she bent down and puked her guts out.

The passenger in the window seat saw that and scowled disapprovingly. “That’s gross! Show some respect and go vomit in the restroom, not the aisle. This is so rude!”

Curtis shot the passenger a sharp glare. “She’s unwell and couldn’t help it.”

At first, the passenger was taken aback by Curtis’ stern expression, but he soon recalled that they were both in the first-class cabin and assumed they had similar social standing. Determined not to back down, he kept complaining, “If she’s sick, take some medicine and go to bed!”

“Yes.” Another passenger in the back stuck his head out. “The plane isn’t hers. She’s a passenger, but so are we! This is disgusting.”

“Anyone can be a first-class passenger now, huh? How gross.”

“Why didn’t she take the high-speed train?”

Curtis’ eyes blazed with fury when he saw Rayna leaning against the wall and her hands trembling. His gaze shifted from her to the other passengers, and he pinned them with a withering stare.

in fear and

and asked, “Do you still feel

her

could not find

the passengers stung her deeply, sending her into a state of overwhelming sorrow. Her shoulders trembled as tears streamed

to her seat. He then summoned the flight attendant

asked Rayna

her seat and gratefully accepted the hot

in the enclosed cabin isn’t that good, too.” Rayna was still sniffling. “I wanted

have accidents,” Curtis consoled her as he patted her head gently. “It wasn’t your fault. Besides, you’ve done your

she saw how

didn’t want her babies to go hungry either.

on an empty

on the hot water. “We’ll arrive soon. I’ll just eat at the hotel later. There are a few other first-class passengers on board.

Curtis nodded. “All right.”

and felt sleepy. Soon,

the earplugs and stuffed them in her ears before

about to make the landing announcement to remind the passengers to put their tables up when she noticed a handsome man emerging from the first-class

came nearer, the head stewardess belatedly recognized him and

to turn back to Norwal City

Huh?

in shock. Hesitantly, she reminded him, “Mr. Faymon,

ex-fiancée isn’t feeling

was confused. Mr. Faymon had a

daze when Curtis got his phone to show her

there, his presence

document and said, “Mr. Faymon,

inform the captain about Curtis’

a U-turn and flew away. Shocked, they wondered what was going on when an announcement

expressed their disapproval. “The plane was going to land, but the runway wasn’t operational? What the

the hell

since their boss was on the plane and had ordered them to fly back

he can do anything he wants for love, as he is filthy rich.

arrived

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