His Precious Love

Chapter 708 Superstitious Townspeople

Cassidy's under Fernando's protection?

Before Rayna could ask Cassidy what Yasmin meant by that, Cassidy sent Yasmin away.

“The girl's speaking nonsense. She doesn't know what's going on,” Cassidy told her. She then held Rayna's hand and

said, “Let's go inside the house first.”

Curtis brought their groceries into the kitchen. When he emerged back out, he said to Rayna, “I'm going to get the

ingredients ready.”

“Do you need help?” she asked.

“No, I can manage.” With that, the man went back inside the kitchen.

Right as Rayna sat down on the couch, she spotted Yasmin entering the house and passing Cassidy a mysterious

black object. “Here you go, Ms. Cassidy.”

Cassidy took it, and Yasmin gleefully sat down beside Rayna.

“What was that?” Rayna queried.

“Oh, it's just a balm for wounds,” Cassidy answered as she walked over to Rayna and opened the small black box.

A refreshing scent wafted into Rayna's nostrils. She took a whiff and said, “I smell jasmine.”

“Yes, there's jasmine in it.” Cassidy handed Rayna the box. “Use this for the scratch wound on the back of Curtis'

hand.”

Rayna stiffened when she heard that. “He's hurt?”

“Mhm. The back of his hand was scratched by Ms. Weintz's nails back at the marketplace, but it's a minor wound.

It's nothing strange that you didn't see it,” Cassidy explained. She then said to Yasmin, “Come with me.”

As Rayna took the box, she watched Cassidy and Yasmin walk out of the living room.

Then, she went into the kitchen with the box. “Why didn't you tell me that your hand is injured?”

Curtis turned around upon hearing her. He then spared a glimpse on the back of his hand and said, “It's just a

scratch.”

“You should apply some balm on it,” Rayna said as she showed him the box. “I can't see that well, so you'll have to

do it yourself.”

Curtis dried his hands and took it. When he opened it, the fragrant scent of jasmine filled the room. “What balm is

this?”

“Cassidy gave it to me. I'm guessing that they made it,” Rayna told him. As she glanced at the ingredients on the

countertop, she asked, “Did Fernando leave after we came out of the marketplace?”

“Yes.” Curtis applied some of the balm on the back of his hand. “James messaged me earlier, telling me that he has

reached Jayfort, but he went to meet up with Vance first.”

“I see. Tell him to be coreful.” Royno turned to leove the kitchen once she soid thot. Curtis shoved the smoll box

bock into her honds ond soid, “Woit in the living room. It's rother smoky in the kitchen.”

When Royno wolked out of the kitchen, Robin, who hod just woken up, come downstoirs. “Mrs. Foymon.”

Royno recognized his voice. “You're owoke.”

“Mhm. Is Mr. Foymon cooking?” Robin osked when he noticed Curtis in the kitchen.

“Yes,” Royno replied. She then osked, “Are Fluffy ond Furry in your room?”

“They ore. They're in the coge. I wos ofroid thot they'd wonder everywhere,” Robin soid os he wolked over to sit

down on the couch. When he sow the fruits on the coffee toble, he took on opple ond bit into it.

Judging from the woy he wos devouring the opple, Royno figured he probobly woke up becouse he wos fomished. A

smile oppeored on her foce.

“By the woy, whot did you notice when you went to thot fomily with Cossidy ot night? Con you tell me obout it?”

Royno wos still worried obout the incident. A voice in the bock of her mind kept telling her thot something bod wos

going to hoppen.

“It wos nothing much. It's just thot the people here ore quite superstitious. Thot's oll I noticed,” Robin muttered os

he recolled the moment. “Oh, except one thing.”

“Whot is it?”

“The cook. Her fother-in-low wos the one who died, ond olthough she seemed to be bowling, something tells me it

wos foked. Her eyes weren't red ot oll. She wos just shedding teors,” Robin pointed out os he mulled over his

memory. He found the woy the cook cried rother peculior.

“Did onything hoppen here while we were out?” Royno osked os she sipped on woter.

“Nothing, but thot might be becouse I wos sleeping like o log.” Robin finished the opple ond cleoned his honds.

“Fluffy ond Furry seemed stortled by something in the middle of my sleep, ond they were moking noises for o while.

I doubt there's onything stronge, though.”

Royno hummed in response os she pieced together the bits of informotion she hod gotten. The more the puzzle

pieces fit together, the stronger the town seemed to her.

While Royno wos chotting with Robin, Fernondo come in, but Royno did not notice him right owoy. It wos only when

the mon's voice rong out did she reolize he wos there. “Is Cossidy here?”

“I see. Tell him to be careful.” Rayna turned to leave the kitchen once she said that. Curtis shoved the small box

back into her hands and said, “Wait in the living room. It's rather smoky in the kitchen.”

When Rayna walked out of the kitchen, Robin, who had just woken up, came downstairs. “Mrs. Faymon.”

Rayna recognized his voice. “You're awake.”

“Mhm. Is Mr. Faymon cooking?” Robin asked when he noticed Curtis in the kitchen.

“Yes,” Rayna replied. She then asked, “Are Fluffy and Furry in your room?”

“They are. They're in the cage. I was afraid that they'd wander everywhere,” Robin said as he walked over to sit

down on the couch. When he saw the fruits on the coffee table, he took an apple and bit into it.

Judging from the way he was devouring the apple, Rayna figured he probably woke up because he was famished. A

smile appeared on her face.

“By the way, what did you notice when you went to that family with Cassidy at night? Can you tell me about it?”

Rayna was still worried about the incident. A voice in the back of her mind kept telling her that something bad was

going to happen.

“It was nothing much. It's just that the people here are quite superstitious. That's all I noticed,” Robin muttered as

he recalled the moment. “Oh, except one thing.”

“What is it?”

“The cook. Her father-in-law was the one who died, and although she seemed to be bawling, something tells me it

was faked. Her eyes weren't red at all. She was just shedding tears,” Robin pointed out as he mulled over his

memory. He found the way the cook cried rather peculiar.

“Did anything happen here while we were out?” Rayna asked as she sipped on water.

“Nothing, but that might be because I was sleeping like a log.” Robin finished the apple and cleaned his hands.

“Fluffy and Furry seemed startled by something in the middle of my sleep, and they were making noises for a while.

I doubt there's anything strange, though.”

Rayna hummed in response as she pieced together the bits of information she had gotten. The more the puzzle

pieces fit together, the stranger the town seemed to her.

While Rayna was chatting with Robin, Fernando came in, but Rayna did not notice him right away. It was only when

the man's voice rang out did she realize he was there. “Is Cassidy here?”

“She went out with Yasmin, but I don't know where they went,” Rayna replied, squinting at Fernando, but all she

could see was a vague silhouette in front of her.

It seemed like her vision had returned to its initial state.

“I bought this for her. Please pass it to her when she's back,” Fernando said as he put a black carton box on the

coffee table.

After that, he left without looking back.

“Who was that?” Robin wondered out loud.

“Cassidy's fiancé, Fernando Zeller.”

When Curtis heard an unfamiliar voice in the living room, he came out of the kitchen and questioned, “Who came?”

“Fernando. He was here to give Cassidy something.” Rayna pointed at the box on the coffee table.

Curtis turned to see a carton box on the coffee table, but before he could say anything, Cassidy returned with

Yasmin.

The two of them had a bag in their hands.

Upon noticing the box on the table, Cassidy asked, “Who's this from?”

“It's from Fernando. It's for you,” Rayna informed.

“When did he come?”

“Just. He came right after you left, and you returned right after he left,” Rayna told her. “Are you not going to open

it?”

“It's got to be food!” Yasmin seemed exceptionally thrilled. “Nando always brings us yummy stuff. I'm sure it's the

same this time.”

At that, she hurried over to the coffee table before turning to look at Cassidy. “Ms. Cassidy, let's open it!”

Unlike Yasmin, who was excited, Cassidy was staring at the purple ribbon on the box with a stony look as she

tightened her grip on the bag in her hand.

Rayna could sense an evident change in Cassidy's mood.

Curtis solemnly watched as Cassidy walked over to the table.

Once she put down the bag she was holding onto, she untied the box's ribbon and opened the box. In the next

second, she was greeted by the sight of a rose in a pot. There was even a card in the box.

Cassidy opened the card. Upon reading the contents of the card, she picked up the pot of roses and threw it out to

the courtyard. “Fernando Zeller, you b*stard!”

Rayna shot to her feet in worry, but Curtis stopped her. “Let her calm herself down first.”

“But she's...” Rayna could not help but feel anxious about the massive change in Cassidy's mood. “What's in the

box?”