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.

trembled in

and asked, “Do you

her

to speak but could not

a

seat. He then summoned the flight attendant to clean the

flight attendant nodded and asked Rayna gently

sank back into her seat and gratefully accepted the hot

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

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

sprung to Rayna’s eyes when she saw how he sided with

babies to go hungry either. Never in her wildest dreams did she

an empty stomach, so he got some pasta from the

and only sipped 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.”

the news for a while and felt sleepy. Soon,

pulled out the earplugs and stuffed them in her ears before he

landing announcement to remind the passengers to put their tables up when she noticed a handsome man emerging from the first-class cabin. “Sir, is there anything

the head stewardess belatedly recognized him and stammered,

captain to turn back

Huh?

“Mr. Faymon,

ex-fiancée isn’t

was confused.

to show her something. “Fly

there, his

glanced at the document and said,

to inform

Summerbank International Airport but suddenly made a U-turn and flew away. Shocked, they wondered what was going on when an announcement

was going to land, but the runway wasn’t operational? What

hell

was exasperated to be the target of their curses, especially since their boss was on the plane and had ordered them to fly

anything he wants for

plane arrived in Norwal

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