His Precious Love

Chapter 677

“Cassidy Gilroy,” Jovan repeated, feeling as if the name rang a bell, yet he could not remember where he heard it.

“Should I have our men keep an eye on this Cassidy, Mr. Jovan?” asked Ivan as he stood at the side.

Waving his hand, Jovan replied, “No need.”

Having a gut feeling that Curtis must have found out about something since he brought Rayna to Jayfort, Jovan

questioned, “Do you know why Curtis brought Rayna to Jayfort?”

“Before they left Norwal City, he said it's to treat Mrs. Faymon's eye.” Ivan relayed the information he got from his

subordinate. “Also, they went to Shvomhid Mountain before going to Jayfort.”

“Shvomhid Mountain, huh.” Jovan narrowed his eyes as the corner of his lips curled lightly. Just as he was about to

make a comment about the dead traditional medicine practitioner, he thought of the Gilroy family at Jayfort.

“Did they go to Jayfort to meet that Cassidy?” queried Jovan, staring at Ivan.

“I don't think so. Our men are always watching. When they arrived at Jayfort, they asked a local for a direction of

some sort, then they went to a hotel.”

Hearing that, Jovan massaged his temples. “Okay, have our men spy on Cassidy.”

“Yes,” Ivan responded before leaving the office.

When the other man was no longer in sight, Jovan switched on his phone and stared at the message he received. A

hint of jealousy then appeared in his eyes. “Curtis...”

Thud!

A loud sound echoed as he threw the phone to the wall, smashing it to pieces.

Meanwhile, Rayna was awakened by a rustling sound at three in the morning.

Opening her eyes, she saw a faint light and waved her hand in front of her face, creating blurry images.

Then, she looked at the sleeping person beside her who had his arm around her. With help from the moonlight

penetrating through the thin curtain, she could see his face as she reached out to trace his facial features with a

bitter smile.

Eyes, nose, lips...

Even though she now could see, everything was still blurry. All she could make out was a vague silhouette as a

whole.

The woman's touch awakened Curtis as he fluttered his eyes open, only to see Rayna's teary eyes. Sitting up, he

turned on the bedside lamp. “What's wrong?”

Rayna sat up as well, reaching out to hug the man. “I think I can see, Curtis,” she uttered through sobs.

Upon hearing that, Curtis waved his hand in front of her face. “What's this?”

“I can't see it clearly; all I see is a blurry image,” the woman informed as she grabbed his hand.

At her words, Curtis felt both joy and concern; joy because Rayna could more or less see now, and concern

because he did not want this to be the limit of Rayna's recovery.

“We'll meet Cassidy later in the morning and ask her to perform a checkup on you,” stated Curtis while hugging her.

Seeing her tears, he added, “Don't cry. It's not good for your eyes.”

Rayna hummed as a reply before grabbing the tissue Curtis was offering her. While wiping the tears at the corner

of her eyes, she voiced, “I really want to see the kids.”

“You will,” Curtis consoled. “Even though you can't see too clearly just yet, it's still a good start.”

“Yeah,” replied the woman. “I'm thirsty.”

“I'll get you some water.” Curtis took his pajama from the bedside table and wore it before lifting the quilt and going

to the living room to pour some water for her.

Sitting on the bed, Rayna looked out the window. Although she could only see a white dot, she knew that was the

moon.

Just then, she heard a rustling sound again, and she was trying to identify where the sound came from. It was not

until the sound of something jumping onto the bed echoed that she saw a thing with blue light approaching her.

“Curtis... Curtis...” She clenched the bedsheet out of fear, but she did not shout for she didn't want him to think she

was afraid.

Hearing her, Curtis walked toward her in large strides with a glass of water in hand. When he arrived at the

doorstep, he noticed the black thing sitting in front of her and instantly understood the situation. “Don't be scared,

Rayna.”

With that said, he tiptoed toward the end of the bed to grab the unknown thing before it could react. However, as

he approached the bed, he noticed that thing looked like a cat, except it was different from a cat because it did not

have ears.

Albeit noticing the man, the creature did not make any noise nor hide away. Instead, it merely glanced at Curtis

before its eyes landed on Rayna again.

It finally made some noise at Rayna while simultaneously waggling its furry tail from time to time.

Whenever Rayna moved her hand that held the bedsheet, it would mirror her action while making some kind of

warning chirp.

Fearing that it would harm Rayna, Curtis wanted to chase it off the bed. However, as soon as he stretched out a

hand, it stood on its hindfeet and tried to reach the woman's wrist with its front paws.

Although Curtis' heart jumped to his throat, he was curious as to what it was trying to do.

We're in a VIP suite in a high-rise building. How did this guy get up here, and how did it get in?

Rayna could only see blue dots, which were the creature's blue eyes. Despite her fear when she saw the blue dots

closing in on her, she kept her composure because she did not want to scare the creature with her screams.

“Don't be scared, Rayna. It's just curious about the stuff on your wrist,” Curtis informed while walking forward and

placing the glass on the bedside table. Then, he grabbed her hand which had the emerald bracelet. “Don't be

scared.”

The creature's curious gaze switched from Curtis to his hand on the woman's wrist before it bared its fangs at the

man. Even its hairs stood on end in response.

“I don't think it likes you touching my hand,” Rayna guessed and pulled her hand away from Curtis.

When she stretched her hand toward the creature, it made a different noise that Rayna and Curtis could recognize.

A small smile then appeared on the woman's face. “Do you think it's interested in the emerald or that thing?”

Contrary to Rayna, even though Curtis was smiling, a hint of coldness was present in his eyes as he stared warily at

the creature that came out of nowhere. “We don't know where it came from, and it looks wild. We should still be

careful.”

“It looks wild, huh.” Rayna let out a chuckle when she noticed that Curtis was not too fond of the creature and was,

in fact, repulsed by it.

“I don't think it's trying to harm me,” Rayna said as she pushed her hand closer to it. “Are you interested in my hand

or that emerald or—”

Before Rayna could even finish her sentence, she felt the thing lick her wrist.

Seeing that, Curtis tried to stop it. “That's dirty! What if it's bacterial?”

“It's all right. Let it be. It already licked my hand, anyway,” Rayna uttered. “I think it appearing right here is fate,

and since it's fate, why should we push it away?”

After licking her hand for a few seconds, the creature purred and stepped on the quilt to be closer to Rayna before

rubbing its head against the woman's neck.