His Precious Love

Chapter 155 Take Our Relationship To The Next Step

Rayna was at a loss for words. “I was just asking. Stop overthinking.”

Wyatt arched his brow. “If you really like Theodore, you should tell us. Although Theodore is a little older,

he doesn’t have any bad habits. He used to be a soldier, so his background is impeccable.”

“Soldier?” She was slightly shocked and thought of something. “Are you saying that Mr. Xavier used to

be a soldier before he started dabbling in business?” she then asked for verification from him.

Wyatt was startled by her reaction at first, but he soon smirked. “Wow. Do you have to be so surprised to

learn that Theodore was a soldier? Do you have a uniform fetish, Ms. Garland?”

Rayna was bemused.

Oh, my goodness. Theodore used to be a soldier. Then, doesn’t this match Carl’s description of his

father perfectly? In that case, doesn’t it mean there’s a possibility that Carl is Theodore’s son? Who is

Carl’s mother, then? Is it Jasmine? If that’s true…

At that point, she glanced at Curtis. Her emotions were so complicated beyond description.

Curtis doesn’t know about this. If he marries Jasmine, doesn’t that mean he will have a son right away?

No, no. Theodore and Curtis are best friends, so wouldn’t Curtis be raising Theodore’s son for him?

“Hello? Ms. Garland, are you okay?” Wyatt waved his hand before Rayna’s face. “Why do you keep

staring at Curtis? Are you debating on whether Curtis or Theodore is better?”

As she did not really hear what he was saying, she instinctively nodded.

In an instant, Curtis’ expression darkened, and he grasped the wheelchair’s armrest tightly. “There’s no

need to think so much. You’re not Theodore’s type,” he blurted out coldly.

Wyatt subconsciously shot a glance at him. “Really? How come I’m not aware of that…” he muttered in

confusion.

His remark evoked a murderous glare from Curtis. “Wyatt, you’d better bring your roses and Ms. Marsh

out of here before I lose my temper.”

“All right. Thank you for the roses!” Wyatt scurried off and yelled in the direction of the garden, “Jessie,

you can pluck whatever flower that you like! Curtis said so!”

“Really? Mr. Faymon is such a generous man!”

Massaging his temples, Curtis had the urge to uproot all the plants in the garden in a fit of anger.

Rayna did not understand why he got angry out of nowhere. Although she wanted to say something, his

grim expression deterred her from doing so.

Before she left, she remarked, “Mr. Faymon, the housekeepers I hired for you will be here tomorro—”

“No need.” Curtis closed the door on her mercilessly.

A gust of cold breeze brushed across Rayna’s face. It was slightly painful. Till then, she still could not

fathom his irrational rage. Even if he’s angry because Wyatt plucked his roses, he should lash out at him

instead. Why is he directing his anger at me?

Halfway on the trip back home, Wyatt accompanied Jessica to the florist to purchase some large pots

and soil for the roses. He even offered to find her another residence that came with a garden if her

current place was not suitable for growing plants.

When the car arrived at the two women’s house, Wyatt wanted to help Jessica move the roses into the

condominium but was rejected by her.

“Wyatt, your friend is too kind. I’ll treat you to three milkshakes when you’re free next time. You can drink

your fill!” Jessica held his hand and thanked him gratefully.

Wyatt was touched. “Can we take our relationship to the next step?”

“What are you referring to?”

“Well…” While touching his nose, he explained, “Do you have a boyfriend? If you don’t—”

“No.” Before Wyatt could rejoice, Jessica continued, “However, Nana said she’s going to introduce her

younger brother to me. We’re going to watch the movies during the weekend. I’ll have a boyfriend then!”

Looking at the drastic change in Wyatt’s expression, Rayna could not help but guffaw.

Weren’t you extremely confident? You’ve made quite a fool of yourself now!

“Are you all right?” Jessica asked. When she saw Wyatt shake his head, she started carrying the pots

into the condominium.

Rayna walked over to him and patted his shoulders. “Mr. Lopez, you will meet someone better. I’ll thank

you on my younger brother’s behalf.”

Wyatt smiled wryly. “This is my first time being rejected by a girl despite my handsome face.”

“Oh. I offer you my condolences,” she said, gloating over his misfortune. “You can try and get a few more

rejections from girls so that you won’t feel so sad anymore.”

That left him at a loss for words.

Since returning to the condominium, Jessica had been busy on the balcony. After she planted the roses,

she took photographs of them with her phone, planning to search for fertilizers suitable for them.

Her jaw dropped in shock when she saw the species of those roses.

“N-Nana!” Jessica ran over to where Rayna was and passed her the phone with shaking hands. “Oh, my

gosh! These roses are a rare species originating from Pollerton. One costs e-eight hundred thousand!”

The latter was so startled that she spat out a mouthful of water.

Rayna took a tissue and wiped her mouth before inhaling sharply. “It’s not a flower if it’s eight hundred

thousand. It’s a treasure! Even the flowers Mr. Faymon grows are extraordinary.”

Jessica nodded. “No wonder Mr. Faymon’s expression was so grim when we left. I took all three stalks of

the roses, which means he lost two million and four hundred thousand.”

Rayna’s lips twitched. “Did you really do that?”

“I didn’t know then! You can bring two stalks back when you visit him the next time.”

Rayna pursed her lips and asked Jessica, “I hired some housekeepers for Mr. Faymon. However, I’m

afraid they wouldn’t take good care of him and gossip behind his back. Say, should I move in to take care

of him?”

“Why? You don’t owe him anything,” Jessica queried. However, she quickly came to a realization.

“Actually, you already have an answer in your heart. You’re just hesitating.”

Rayna had an unnatural expression on her face. “Should I go?”

She was truly worried that the housekeepers would fail to take good care of Curtis. Also, with Theodore

in Norham, it should be fine since he would not find out. However, she hesitated because she felt that

she should not overly concern herself with him.

“Just go if you want to!” Jessica shrugged nonchalantly. “I can’t help but feel worn out for you when you

always consider so many things and have everything hidden in your heart.”

After a brief pause, she continued, “Can’t you tell that Jasmine isn’t interested in Mr. Faymon? They’re

most likely engaged for their own agendas. The way she looks at Mr. Faymon is utterly different from

how you look at him.”

Rayna felt awkward to hear that from her. “Is my gaze so obvious?”

Jessica nodded with certainty. “Yes!”

“You’re so observant,” Rayna commented as a smile spread across her face. “What about Wyatt? Can’t

you tell that he’s interested in you?”

“I can. That’s why I rejected him.” Jessica pushed her glasses up and analyzed the situation in a serious

manner. “He has a playboy appearance, and playboys are known to be amorous and unreliable.”

Rayna felt her head aching, so she turned to walk into the kitchen. “What do you want to eat?”

“Oh? Are you cooking for me? Are you not packing your things to prepare a nutritious meal for your dear

Mr. Faymon?”

“Shut your trap!”

After a night of hemming and hawing, Rayna opted to stay at Curtis’ mansion as she still did not feel

comfortable with the housekeepers. Even if it were just for a few days, it would still be good since she

could help lift his mood.

With that, she requested Naomi to reschedule all her appointments for the day before gathering her

belongings and traveling to the mansion.

By then, it was merely seven in the morning. Assuming that Curtis was still sleeping upstairs, she used

the access card to enter the mansion without hesitation.

When she was changing her shoes, she heard someone ask, “So early?”

Rayna replied subconsciously, “Yes. Cooking stew requires time.”