His Precious Love

Chapter 521

Rayna's expression shifted. “Curtis Faymon, what do you think you're doing?”

“Go upstairs. I've to talk to him about something.”

She tried pulling his hand away. “The two of you have nothing to talk about. Let go! We've broken up already. I'm

begging you, leave me in peace, okay? I'll let you have two of the babies.”

Curtis stood there quietly as she shook and scratched at him, not daring to move. He feared he would inadvertently

hurt her and the children if he flew into a rage.

“Go upstairs, Rayna,” he said in an imposing tone, fixing his dark eyes on her. “I won't hurt him. All I want is to have

a chat. We'll talk about us another time.”

She clenched her jaw, but before she could say anything, he added calmly, “I know about the bet between Jefferson

and his brother. Don't make me interfere.”

What the heck! How dare he threaten me?

Glowering at him, Rayna uttered angrily, “You b*stard! I won't eat anything tonight, even if it means starving to

death!”

With that, she spun on her heel in a huff.

Curtis pinched the space between his brows as a throbbing headache assailed him.

He waited until Rayna was inside the building before letting go of Jefferson. “Why don't we find a place to have a

drink and chat?”

Knowing he would not have a chance of getting into the condominium with Curtis there, Jefferson agreed dourly.

Curtis drove them to a club owned by Wyatt.

Upon noticing that Curtis had brought a guest, the waiter arranged the best private room for them. The waiter also

served them wine as per Curtis' preference.

Curtis picked up the wine bottle, poured some into a glass, and handed it to Jefferson.

“Mr. Faymon, I can't believe you'd stoop so low that you'd even think of such a dirty trick as bride kidnapping,”

Jefferson remarked with a sneer as he grabbed the wine glass from Curtis.

“Initially, I was supposed to head to Xyperia for a business trip on your wedding day. However, Jeremy called and

said there was a problem with the labor suppressants Rayna was taking. I was just worried about her and the

babies,” Curtis replied.

Fortunately, I answered that call and rushed to the church immediately to look for Rayna. Otherwise, there's no way

I would've found out that the children are mine and would regret it for the rest of my life.

Jefferson snorted. “You caused her younger brother's death, then start feeling sorry for her after your break up?

Mr. Faymon, what you're doing is absolutely ridiculous.”

Curtis looked at him, his gaze suddenly piercing. “Even Rayna has no idea that her younger brother went to Yartran

to kill Arnaud, so how is it that you know about it?”

“I've many informants in Yartran, so it's hardly strange that I know about it.”

“Arnaud's men are also secretly watching you. If you know about that matter, then it means Arnaud will have found

out that someone is out to assassinate him and will surely be on his guard. You learned about it from somewhere

else,” Curtis responded, his tone gradually turning grim.

Jefferson admitted frankly, “That's right. I learned about it through another source. Mr. Faymon, is there any point

in discussing that with me now? Wasn't it you who killed her brother?”

“I underestimated you,” Curtis replied. Although he was smiling, his smile did not reach his eyes. “You even

managed to plant your people at my side.”

After a pause, he continued, “You're right. There's no point in discussing that. We have other more important

matters to discuss. Give up on the idea of still having a wedding with Rayna. I won't agree to it.”

Jefferson was so enraged by his words that his eyebrows twitched.

Nonetheless, he did not lose his cool in front of Curtis. In a steady tone, he said, “That decision isn't yours to make.

It's up to Belle.”

Curtis laughed. “In that case, you can save your time and effort. She's pregnant with my children. I need to take

responsibility for her and the little ones. She's the only person who can be my wife.”

“How is what you're doing any different from imprisoning her?”

“We had a misunderstanding, thus causing her to hate me. However, I thought she had abandoned me. Everything

will be fine once we clear up the misunderstanding. Besides...” Pausing, he glanced at Jefferson with a hint of a

smirk in his eyes. “Did you think a mere video would be enough to threaten me? I know her too well. If it were true

that something was going on between the two of you, she'd never have returned to Norwal City.”

After my anger subsided, I didn't care about that video anymore. All I wanted was for Rayna to trust and love me. I

was willing to forget about everything that had happened earlier. However, when I suddenly recalled that video

sometime later, I couldn't shake the feeling that Rayna's behavior seemed strange. On top of that, the video had

been edited. Hence, I guessed that Jefferson had sent the video to provoke me.

Jefferson's heart slowly sank, and his lips twitched. “Sure enough, you always succeed in analyzing a situation

calmly regardless of the time and place. How impressive.”

“I wish I could punch you in your face right now to vent my anger. Alas, I can't,” Curtis said calmly. “Anyway, I

should thank you for taking care of Rayna while abroad.”

He clinked his glass against Jefferson's before continuing. “I also need to thank you for stepping forward and taking

the bullet for her when I lost my rationality at Frosa and shot at her. I'm truly grateful.”

Tipping his head back, he downed the glass of red wine in one go.

Rayna was probably already pregnant by that time. Had he not protected her, she would've lost the babies, and I

would've regretted it for the rest of my life had I found out.

“Why?” Jefferson suddenly uttered as he gripped his wine glass tightly, resentment etched across his face. “I'm not

really lacking compared to you. I was the one who met and fell for her first, but why does she love you?”

I'm with Rayna every day, and I notice everything about her. She's always smiling, but I can see the sorrow she

hides in her eyes. She says she wants to marry me, yet she doesn't care about me in that way. Even when she held

my hand as we stood before the priest, she still wasn't thinking about me. The only person on her mind was Curtis.

When Curtis gatecrashed the wedding to abduct Rayna, she hid behind me silently. However, I discovered that her

hand was trembling. That, to me, showed that she was afraid to see Curtis because she still loved him. If he didn't

mean anything to her, she would've looked him straight in the eye and smiled calmly. At the time, instead of

worrying about getting mocked by others, I was more afraid that I wouldn't be able to get her back if he took her

away. Not only would I have failed to win Rayna's heart, but I'd lose her completely.

“That's because you don't know what she wants, and you like to keep things to yourself. As for me, I want her to

know everything I do. If she wants to pursue her hobbies, I won't stop her merely because it'll be dangerous. I'll let

her go ahead boldly and do it. And if something does happen, we'll face it together. I may not show my love for her

in a blatantly obvious way, but I'll pay attention to what she needs and accept her the way she is. I won't force her

to do anything that makes her unhappy, and she doesn't have to change herself on purpose.” Curtis replied while

pouring himself more wine.

As he spoke, he could not help chuckling. “If I'm being honest, Rayna has taught me a lot, such as how I'll never

enjoy much delicious food if I'm a picky eater and how loving someone doesn't need to be all that complicated.”

I never expected to have anything to do with Rayna. After all, even our identities alone are a barrier. It's not the

sort of barrier we can cross and end up as a couple just by saying, “I love you.” However, I later discovered just

how interesting she was. She matured incredibly quickly and could comprehend anything with just a little push. She

did not seem inferior next to me. Of course, there are times when she's too emotional, presumptuous, and causes

a mess of things. Nonetheless, if she lost those traits, she wouldn't be her. Besides, it's precisely because of those

imperfections that I love her so dearly.

“I want her to know everything I do...” Jefferson mumbled. Suddenly, his muddled thoughts became clear.

I finally understand why I'll never compare to Curtis.