His Precious Love

Chapter 288 A Wish That Cannot Come True

Plastering a sheepish smile, Wyatt answered, “You must’ve misheard me, Curtis. I’ve never said that.”

The man’s reply rendered Curtis speechless.

The host then gave the pair of rings to the winners—Jasmine and Theodore. However, Jasmine clearly

had no interest in the jewelry, so she handed it over to Rayna. “I already have one, so you can take

mine.”

Waving her hands, Rayna replied, “No, no. I’m fine. You can give it to them instead.” She was already

wearing a ring on her finger, anyway. Even though it was for self-defense, the ring was still from Curtis,

which was enough for her.

While having Jessica in his arms, Wyatt smiled playfully. “No need. I’ve already customized a ring for

Jessie. Besides, I don’t like this brand, so I think it’s best if you have it.”

“You’re truly unbelievable,” stated Rayna, amused.

Meanwhile, Curtis and Theodore exchanged looks. Both pairs of eyes were dimmed.

“You bought a ring?” Curtis questioned.

“Yeah, it’s custom-made at Van Cleef & Arpels!” responded Wyatt proudly. He even pulled Jessica’s

hand, trying to show the ring to them. However, all he found was emptiness on the woman’s finger.

“Where’s the ring, Babe? Why aren’t you wearing it?”

Jessica’s eyes flickered before she pursed her lips and replied, “The diamond’s too big. What if someone

set their sights on it if I brought it with me? Hence, I left it in my house, stored inside a bag.”

“You’re really considerate, Jessie.” Wyatt gave his woman a huge kiss. “Rings are supposed to be worn.

I’ll buy a new one if you lose it. I, your fiancé, don’t lack money,” he added casually.

“Stop kissing me. There are many people here.” Jessica slapped the shameless Wyatt away.

After hearing what Wyatt said, Curtis cracked a smile, even though he maintained his stone-cold eyes.

“You’re engaged, Wyatt? It’s rare to see you be this serious.”

“Of course!” Wyatt exclaimed, cocking his eyebrows at Curtis. “Maybe I’ll even register for marriage

soon.”

Merely responding with a hum, Curtis turned to look at Theodore, who nodded. His expression became

colder, yet he said nothing.

“Since Wyatt has already customized a ring at Van Cleef & Arpels, then forget it,” stated Jasmine with a

smile, handing the ring box to Rayna. “Seems like you still have to take it.”

Before Rayna could even say anything, Curtis reached out and took the box, opening it.

Inside the box laid a pair of exquisite eighteen-karat gold rings.

“Not bad. They look kind of good,” praised Curtis sincerely. After all, to be able to gift such rings in this

place was no easy feat.

Taking the women’s ring, Curtis directly put it on Rayna’s finger.

“Eh?” Seeing as he was too fast, the woman failed to stop him. The ring fit her finger perfectly.

Giving her the ring box, Curtis asked, “Aren’t you going to put it on me, Mrs. Faymon?”

“Quit messing around,” she uttered, embarrassed that he had just addressed her as “Mrs. Faymon” in

front of their friends. Her face had even turned red.

Smiling mischievously, Wyatt teased, “Rayna, do you hate how simple the engagement ceremony is and

that the rings are free? Do you think Curtis doesn’t value you enough?”

“No, that’s not what I meant,” replied Rayna helplessly.

“Then put the ring on him! Look at how eager he’s waiting for you!” Wyatt urged. He then called the

violinist—who had yet to leave—over.

“Play ‘I Do’ for them. I’ll pay you a hundred thousand later.”

Without wasting even a second, the violinist picked up his violin and started playing the romantic melody

that echoed across the ballroom.

“Put the ring on him! Put the ring on him!” chanted Wyatt and everyone else.

Rayna’s face reddened from embarrassment as she stared at Curtis for help, hoping that he would stop

them.

daily new chapters upload only on alaniniz(dot)com However, all the man did was let out a low chuckle

with his left hand stretched out.

The scene attracted other guests to join in the fun as they gathered around the couple while clapping

their hands, making the atmosphere livelier.

Not being able to endure it any longer, Rayna, with her shaky hand, took the men’s ring out of the box.

“What’s wrong with your hand?” Curtis asked with a smile.

“Dunno. It’s trembling on its own.” Flustered, Rayna patted her right hand with her left hand before

grabbing Curtis’ hand and slowly sliding the ring onto his ring finger.

Midway doing so, she paused out of the blue.

“What’s wrong? You wanna back out?” Curtis asked as he stared at her with a hint of menace.

“No, I just have something to ask you.” Clearing her throat, Rayna asked seriously, “Mr. Faymon, will you

let me take care of you and give you this ring?”

“Wow, you’re really something, Rayna!” exclaimed Wyatt exaggeratedly. “You can’t even afford a

mansion, yet you want to take care of Curtis?”

With a cold expression, Theodore gave Wyatt a kick. “Shut your mouth if you have nothing nice to say.”

“I was just curious—”

“Shut up.” Another kick was delivered.

As he had received two kicks, Wyatt aggrievedly sought comfort from Jessica, only to receive an eye roll

from the latter.

“So, do you agree or not?” pressed Rayna when Curtis had yet to give her a reply.

“Seems like not only do you want me, but my wealth as well,” said Curtis as he let out a deep chuckle.

“Since you’re this determined, how could I not grant you a chance?”

“Is that a yes?” questioned Rayna.

“Yes.”

With that, Rayna continued pushing the ring onto the man’s ring finger.

Right at that moment, Rayna felt as if a ray of sunshine finally burst through a part of her that was

clouded with darkness, which caused her to feel a sense of warmth and solace.

From acquaintance to liking each other, the both of them had come a long way.

They had quarreled over certain matters and had their hearts aching for one another. After the

misunderstanding was resolved and the storm was cleared, they professed their feelings to each other.

Rayna met the man’s deep gaze with a tight-lipped smile.

With the cheers of everyone surrounding them, she stood on her tiptoes and pulled Curtis down by the

neck, connecting their lips in a deep kiss.

When we first met, I never thought I’d end up liking you this much.

In the dark corner of the lively ballroom, a thin and slender figure was hiding behind a pillar. He was

staring fixedly at the couple that was circled by the crowd.

A deep sense of longing and a glint of disappointment filled his blue eyes.

As he watched the couple hugging and kissing each other, it was as if his heart was smashed with a

hammer to the point of him having difficulty breathing.

He clutched his chest, wishing he could dig his heart out so he would no longer feel the pain.

Right then, Jessica looked over and spotted Jefferson hiding behind the pillar, looking extremely lonely.

Her mouth twitched as though she were about to say something.

However, Jefferson pressed his index finger on his lips while shaking his head at her, prompting Jessica

to look away a second later.

Just then, Jefferson coughed severely. Fearing that anyone would hear him, he quickly fished out a

handkerchief from his pocket to cover his mouth, which was filled with a metallic taste.

Blood was all over his handkerchief.

Using the pillar to support his body, he lifted his eyes to look at the smiling woman.

The dark green skirt made her skin look fairer, making her seem even more attractive. I knew this color

would suit her.

After taking lessons from a few designers, he had personally gone to a store to choose the material and

designed the skirt. When he was done making it, he delivered it to her.

It doesn’t matter if she doesn’t choose me. As long as she’s wearing the skirt I made, it’s good enough

for me.

“Seems like my wish can’t come true,” he mumbled.

How I wish I could confess to her, hold her hand, kiss her, and even introduce her to the rest of the world.

I’ve given everything, yet my wish will forever stay as just a wish. This is hard for me to accept it.