His Precious Love

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Chapter 100 That Time Of The Month

“No,” Rayna replied honestly. Although Edith had been bullying her many times, Rayna was content with

making sure Edith didn’t get that position. She never once wanted that position for herself.

I knew it was a tough position to hold ever since I chatted with Mr. Lawson at the golf course. Even to

this day, I still don’t believe that he died of a heart attack. The workplace politics at Faymon Group is

incredibly complicated. Most of the employees are either on Mr. Saunders’ or Mr. Grant’s side. They’re all

fighting for power, whereas I just want to do my job and get paid. I want no part of this power struggle at

all. I’ve already done my part by accompanying Uncle Curtis on that business trip to Tyrandas.

“I can tell you have no ambition, Ms. Garland,” Curtis said with a chuckle and stared at her in

amusement.

Feeling uncomfortable by his gaze, Rayna asked, “W-Why are you still here, Uncle Curtis?”

For some reason, she would always panic whenever Curtis looked at her like that. Every word he said

felt like a trap that was just waiting for her to walk into it.

Is Uncle Curtis trying to pull some kind of trick on me again?

“Well, you are an employee of Faymon Group. I can’t just leave you here all by yourself,” Curtis replied

as he glanced at his watch. Half an hour had passed, and there was still no sign of anyone coming over

to pick her up.

Eventually, it was Naomi who arrived to pick Curtis up.

“I don’t think your friend is coming, Ms. Garland. How about I send you home instead?” Curtis asked.

“Oh, that won’t be necessary! She’s probably stuck in a jam or something. Let me call her again…”

Rayna replied after a brief pause.

As she bent over to search for her phone, she lost her balance and fell forward. Fortunately, Curtis had

fast reflexes and managed to catch her in time. Rayna burned bright red as she looked up at him. She

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was about to say something but ended up burping all of a sudden.

The sweet stench of alcohol hit Curtis square in the face.

Rayna felt so embarrassed that she forgot to thank him for catching her.

Curtis couldn’t help but chuckle in amusement. She sure is an interesting one! I watched her outsmart a

bunch of people with her wits, only to have her burp in my face like a child.

He then scooped her into his arms and said, “Don’t bother calling your friend. I’ll send you home.”

As Rayna had already declined his offer a few times earlier, she figured it would be rude to say no to him

again. In order to mitigate the awkward feeling in her heart, she buried her face in his chest and kept

quiet.

Curtis then placed her in the back seat of the car before closing the door. “Naomi, take Ms. Garland back

to Cerulean Bay.”

“Understood, Mr. Faymon.”

Rayna was already feeling sleepy from all the drinking, so the comfortable temperature and dim lighting

in the car caused her to fall asleep within minutes.

Curtis glanced at her and saw that she was sleeping with her head tilted to one side.

Her breathing was steady, her face was slightly pink from the intoxication, and her lips were slightly

pursed. Although Rayna wasn’t exactly a stunning beauty, she had this charm about her that never failed

to captivate him.

“Did you manage to find anything?” Curtis asked while draping a blanket over her.

“Yes, I did. Mr. Saunders intends to pin Mr. Lawson’s death on Ms. Garland. He already made

arrangements with some of the police officers over at the station, but he didn’t expect you to speak up for

her,” Naomi replied.

The look in Curtis’ eyes turned gloomy as he said in a cold voice, “Of course, I would. She’s my

employee, after all. Mr. Saunders sure has crossed the line this time. He’s got some guts bringing up

past incidents like that. If he keeps this up, people might just think he owns Faymon Group!”

“What do you plan on doing, Mr. Faymon?”

“We’ll talk about that some other time. Mr. Saunders is an old employee, so people are bound to be

upset if I just fire him. There’s also been some trouble over at the branch in Norham, so I need to take

care of it.”

Naomi simply nodded and kept quiet.

Suddenly, Rayna started groaning in pain in the back seat. The next thing Curtis knew, she had

collapsed in his lap and was all curled up like a cat.

“Rayna?” It wasn’t until Curtis saw how pale her face was that he realized something was amiss. “What’s

wrong?” he asked while patting her on the cheek.

“My tummy hurts…” Rayna mumbled while rubbing her tummy.

Curtis was about to have Naomi rush her to the hospital when his gaze fell upon the bloodstains on her

dress. He tensed up as the faint smell of blood filled his nostrils.

I-Is she on her period?

“Oh, for goodness’ sake!” Curtis didn’t know whether to laugh or cry in response. First, she puked in my

car. Now, she’s bleeding in it…

“It hurts…” Rayna groaned in pain as she drifted in and out of sleep.

When she felt his warm hand on her cheek, she instinctively grabbed it and placed it on her tummy.

“My tummy hurts! Massage it for me!” she mumbled with a pout.

Curtis frowned as he felt her tender body through her clothes.

“Let go, Ms. Garland,” he said while trying to pull his hand free.

“Come on, rub my tummy!” Rayna sounded like she was in a lot of pain as she curled up into a ball. “Rub

it, Uncle Curtis… Pretty please…”

Unable to pull his hand free, Curtis gave in to her repeated pleas and gently massaged her tummy.

“Like this?” he asked.

“Mmm… Go a little lower…”

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Feeling a lot better with his massage, Rayna was able to relax her body as she leaned against him. His

dress shirt was all wrinkled from her squeezing, but all he gave her was a slight frown.

Naomi arched an eyebrow when she saw their interaction through the rear-view mirror.

I’ve gotten used to Mr. Faymon’s personality and behavior after working for him for quite some time. He’s

cold, he rarely interacts with people unless he has business with them, he doesn’t talk much, and Ms.

Winton is the only woman around him. Now, it seems he’s making an exception for Ms. Garland too. His

attitude toward Ms. Garland has been different since I picked him up at the airport. He has been very

sweet to her and seems to go along with anything she says. Right now, he’s even rubbing her tummy for

her. There is definitely more to this.

Rayna was fast asleep by the time they arrived at Cerulean Bay, so Curtis had no choice but to ask

Naomi, “You delivered something to her before. Do you know which unit she lives in?”

Naomi gave him Rayna’s floor number and unit number.

As Curtis carried Rayna out of the car, she instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck. Her slim

body was really light, so carrying her in his arms was a breeze.

After carrying her to her unit, Curtis rang the doorbell and waited.

Unbeknownst to him, Jessica had been watching from the balcony the whole time. When she saw that

Curtis had brought Rayna back, she deliberately ruffled her hair to make it look messy. She even waited

a minute before answering the door.

“Huh? Mr. Faymon?” Jessica let out a yawn to look like she had just woken up before she continued,

“How come you’re carrying Nana home?”

Nana? What an interesting nickname…

“Ms. Garland got drunk. She gave you a call to have you pick her up, but you never showed up, so I

decided to send her home,” Curtis replied.

“Ah, really? She did?” Jessica scratched her head and continued playing dumb. “I thought Nana was

working overtime today, so I slept. Please come in, Mr. Faymon.”

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