His Precious Love

Chapter 160 Kiss Me Again

“It’s just the same as other people.” Curtis began to realize Rayna’s intentions, so he asked, “Are you

curious whether there are any signs when their sexual orientation changes?”

“Yes, that’s right!” Rayna slapped her thigh. “Uncle Curtis, you’re so smart!”

“There aren’t really any signs.”

His answer took her by surprise.

Curtis glanced at her and continued, “They’re no different from straight people. When they first meet

someone that they’re interested in, they’ll also try to find out if they match well. It’s just that their

preference for their partner’s gender is unlike ours.”

“Oh, I see…” Rayna mumbled in a daze.

No wonder I didn’t notice anything off about James, even when I’ve lived with him for so many years.

“Why are you asking about this?” Curtis queried.

Upon hearing his question, she felt like bursting into tears. Her face fell as she groaned, “You know

what? I thought my younger brother, whom I’ve grown up with for nearly two decades, was straight. Yet,

it turns out that…”

Her voice trailed off as she was too embarrassed to continue.

Curtis remained calm, even throwing a segment of orange in his mouth. “It seems like you can’t accept it,

huh?”

“Of course, I can. He’s my brother, so his happiness is all that matters. It’s just that my mother…” At the

thought of the conservative Linda, Rayna twiddled with her hair in distress. “If she finds out that James

likes men, she might have a heart attack from shock.”

He had to suppress his urge to laugh when he saw her disheveled hair and troubled expression.

Smoothening her hair with his fingers, he uttered in a deep voice, “That is your brother’s problem, so it’s

up to him to solve it. You stressing about it won’t help. Stop pulling at your hair. You don’t have much in

the first place.”

Rayna slapped his hand away in disgust and moved backward. “Mr. Faymon, don’t touch me. You just

held the oranges, so your fingers are sticky now. My hair is stained.”

The corner of Curtis’ lips twitched when he heard her impudent words.

Meanwhile, James had no idea that the fib he told his sister had labeled him as a homosexual.

He returned to the condominium with the packed food in his hands.

The moment he opened the door, he was greeted with a huge mess. The clean and tidy apartment he

walked out of in the morning was then littered with scripts, snacks, and stuffed toys.

Kristie lay on the couch lazily in her velvet pajamas, looking like a typical couch potato.

James could not help but feel impressed by her drastic transformation. In the morning, she left the house

all dolled up to trail after him. Yet, in just a few hours, she had removed her makeup and lay sprawled on

the couch.

“Eat your lunch.” He cleared away the snacks and placed the lunch he brought on the table, reminding

her, “You should cut out these junk foods. They’re unhealthy.”

Kristie scowled and buried her face in the pillow. “I’m not eating. Take it away!”

“I’ll throw it then.” James knew she was throwing a tantrum again, but he did not indulge her. Instead, he

picked up the food and headed to the kitchen.

“Ugh, you’re so mean, Gray Wolf!” She sat up from the couch in a huff and threw the pillow at him. “I

treat you so well and even bought you a house. What did you do in return?”

Thinking that she was upset about what happened in the morning, James argued, “I told you that you

could order takeout if you don’t want to wait. Why are you taking it out on me now?”

I’m a bodyguard, not a punching bag!

Kristie stormed toward him barefoot, her face flushing with anger. “I’m not mad about that! Are you blind?

Is she the only woman left in this world? She’s cheating on you! Don’t you know that?”

She got more riled up as she spoke. I’m so unlucky. Not only did I lose Curt, but even my bodyguard was

taken away from me! The worst is, it’s the doings of the same woman!

Jabbing James in his chest, she scolded, “You’re such a blind fool! Can’t you just tell me if you need

anything? Huh? Why won’t you break up with her when she’s so terrible? Are you going to spend the rest

of your life with her? Why aren’t you saying anything? Are you also planning to let that despicable

woman live in the house I bought for you?”

Words burst out of her mouth nonstop like bullets shooting out of a machine gun. He lowered his head to

stare at her.

How come she has such powerful lungs in that petite body of hers? Not only that, but her voice is so

loud. Ow, my ears hurt.

“I don’t have a girlfriend,” he said at last.

“You do! My eyes aren’t here for nothing. I saw her! You clearly do not want to break up with her!” Kristie

yelled.

“That’s not true.”

“You’re lying. I saw everything— Mmh!”

Annoyed by her endless rambling, James grabbed the back of her head and sealed her lips with his own.

Finally, silence.

He was about to release her, but the sweet taste of milk filled his mouth at that instant. She must’ve had

lots of milk-flavored candies just now. Instinctively, he held her closer and deepened the kiss.

Indeed, a girl’s lips are the sweetest.

After a long time, he finally let go of her and only snapped back to his senses when he saw Kristie’s

dazed expression. At the realization of what he had just done, he had the urge to slap himself.

What in the world did I just do? How could I do this to Mr. Faymon’s woman?

Feeling embarrassed, James cleared his throat and muttered awkwardly, “I’m going to clean the kitchen.”