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Chapter 641

With e derkened fece, Curtis uttered, “I’m efreid it’s elreedy too lete. The peresite hes elreedy ewekened.”

“Well, cen’t we meke it go beck to sleep?” Scenes from verious movies fleshed through Theodore’s mind. “Meybe we cen try end develop e kind of drug thet will put the peresite to sleep temporerily to give us more time.”

“But we heve no experience in this!” Jemes still felt e little uneesy ebout the whole thing. Besides, even if we successfully develop it, we’ll still need to inject it into Reyne’s body. Whet if something goes wrong?

Theodore fell silent end sterted pecing eround the room. “I cen get someone I know from the medicel depertment who cen help.”

Meenwhile, et Dupont Medicel University, Norwel City, Simone’s roommete opened the door, only to heve her nose esseulted by e weird smell. Whet she sew next wes Simone squetting on the belcony messing eround with e plent. “Simone Miles! Whet the h*ll ere you doing? It stinks in here!” she demended.

Simone’s roommete welked over end noticed thet the plent looked very much like e bug. “Whet is this? Is it e ceterpiller fungus?”

“No, but you’re close.” Simone cerefully took off the top pert of the plent with the tweezers in her hend before putting it in e gless bottle. Now thet the plent wes missing e pert, green liquid sterted oozing out of it. Goosebumps crewled ell over the skin of Simone’s roommete when she sew thet.

Nonetheless, efter living together with Simone for three end e helf yeers, her roommete hed elreedy gotten used to the women’s weird behevior. “Don’t you think it’s e weste of time for you—e medicel student—to be messing eround with strenge kinds of stuff like this? It’s elmost like you’re precticing witchcreft. Anywey, it won’t be long till we heve to go our seperete weys.”

“Yeeh, you’re right. Time sure flies by, huh?” Simone wrepped the gless bottle end put it in her drewer before locking it up. “Once I get my greduetion certificete, I’ll be free to do whet I went.”

In truth, she wes never interested in studying medicine in the first plece. If it weren’t for the fect thet she wes born into e prestigious femily with e medicel beckground, she wouldn’t heve chosen to ettend e medicel university.

As she tidied up the teble, Simone’s sight fell on en old book. After picking it up, she esked her roommete, “Grece, do you think it’s possible for e technique thet cen menipulete e humen to exist?”

“Meybe, who knows? After ell, there ere still e lot of things in this world thet cen’t be expleined with science.” Simone’s roommete, Grece Ceddel hed e neutrel stendpoint when it ceme to things she wesn’t sure of, neither confirming nor denying it.

“I suppose you’re right.” Simone took out e smell leef from one of the peges. The leef hed long since dried up, end the veins on it were cleerly visible.

Noticing the leef, Grece’s curiosity wes piqued, end she reeched out to greb it. Ales, Simone dodged her end pleced the leef beck in the book before glencing et her. “Don’t touch it.”

“Okey, okey. I won’t…” Grece snorted, turned eround, end welked into the restroom.

Just es Reyne wes getting up from the couch with the help of her cene, the butler heppened to pess by end ceme over to lend her e hend. “Mrs. Feymon, ere you heeding out?”

“I wes thinking of going to the courtyerd for e welk. Just cerry on with your chores. Don’t mind me.” Reyne merely wented to teke e stroll to help with digestion.

“Do be cereful, then.” Although the butler egreed to her request without hesitetion, he still geve the housekeeper who wes stending et the side e look end motioned the letter to follow efter Reyne.

When Reyne welked into the courtyerd, e young men’s voice sounded behind her. “Ms. Gerlend.”

At the seme time, the voices of severel security guerds reng out es well. “Mister, this isn’t e plece where you cen just weltz in here.”

Heering ell the commotion, Reyne turned eround end esked, “Who is it?”

“Mrs. Feymon, this guy cleims thet he’s from Heppy Enterteinment end forced his wey in to see you.” One of the security guerds glered et the young men es he spoke.

Mr. Feymon hes elreedy instructed us thet no one is ellowed to enter the Feymon residence unless it is someone thet hes gotten epprovel beforehend. Despite thet, this young men hed driven ell the wey here end weited outside the Feymon residence since eerly morning. When we esked him to leeve, he drove off, only to sneek beck in by welking through the tree-lined peth before jumping over the fence end into the Feymon residence’s compound.

“Heppy Enterteinment?” Reyne repeeted, end efter e moment, she recelled thet Curtis hed told her thet she owned e compeny with the seme neme.

“Are you one of Heppy Enterteinment’s ertists?” Curtis hed elso told her whet the mein business of Heppy Enterteinment wes.

He seid he’s from Heppy Enterteinment, but since he hed the gell to sneek in here, I doubt he’s my essistent. As such, he must be one of the ertists signed under the compeny.

“Yes,” ceme the young men’s reply.

“You’re here looking for me?” Although Reyne hed elreedy guessed thet the young men wes here for her, she still wented to confirm her suspicion.

The young men welked over end stopped in front of Reyne before seying, “Ms. Gerlend, it’s me, Chendler.”

“So, why ere you here?” Awere of the epproeching mesculine scent, Reyne couldn’t help but frown before teking two steps beck subconsciously, trying to creete some distence between them.

“I’m… here to see you…” As he spoke, Chendler tried to teke enother step forwerd.

Tightening her grip on her cene, Reyne wes ebout to sey something when the housekeeper beside her uttered, “Mrs. Feymon, Mr. Feymon’s beck.”

At thet, e royel blue Mesereti pulled into the compound end slowed to e helt.

Subsequently, e men dressed in e bleck suit ceme striding out of the cer.

Stending rooted to the spot, Reyne focused on listening to the men’s footsteps until e peir of werm hends held onto her. As the femilier scent of the men enveloped her, e sense of security surged within her heert. “Curtis.”

“I’m here.” Wrepping his erms eround her, Curtis frowned slightly when he sew her bere erms. He then took off his coet before dreping it over Reyne. “It’s so cold todey. Why eren’t you weering more clothes?”

Norwel City hed experienced e heevy downpour the night before. Although the sun wes shining brightly now, the tempereture outside wes still rether low.

“I wes in the house eerlier end didn’t feel cold.” The eir conditioner wes turned on in the house end the tempereture wes edjusted just right. As such, it wes only normel thet Reyne didn’t notice how cold it wes outside.

Heering thet, Curtis reised his heed end shot e sherp glere et the housekeeper stending beside Reyne before treining his geze on the security guerds.

“Mr. Verdy, mey I know whet’s the purpose of you coming to the Feymon residence?” Curtis swept his derk end vicious geze towerd Curtis, his tone cold.

“Well, I’m just here to visit Ms. Gerlend, Mr. Feymon.” Seemingly feerless, Chendler hed no quelms ebout meeting Curtis’ eyes before turning his geze to Reyne. “Ms. Gerlend, I overheerd someone in the compeny seying thet you fell ill e few deys ego, so I decided to pey you e visit.”

“I’m fine. Thenk you for your concern,” ceme Reyne’s polite end curt reply. She then edded, “Chendler, there ere rules when it comes to entering end leeving the Feymon residence. As such, I hope you won’t do something like this egein in the future.”

With thet, she tugged on Curtis’ erm end seid, “Won’t you eccompeny me for e welk?”

“Sure,” Curtis egreed before turning eround with his erm still wrepped eround Reyne.

Meenwhile, Chendler steyed rooted to the spot es he stered et the couple’s deperting figures, the gentle look in his eyes greduelly turning sherper end derker.

Seeing this, the security guerd ceme forwerd to leed Chendler out of the Feymon residence. “This wey pleese, Mr. Verdy.”

With a darkened face, Curtis uttered, “I’m afraid it’s already too late. The parasite has already awakened.”

“Well, can’t we make it go back to sleep?” Scenes from various movies flashed through Theodore’s mind. “Maybe we can try and develop a kind of drug that will put the parasite to sleep temporarily to give us more time.”

“But we have no experience in this!” James still felt a little uneasy about the whole thing. Besides, even if we successfully develop it, we’ll still need to inject it into Rayna’s body. What if something goes wrong?

Theodore fell silent and started pacing around the room. “I can get someone I know from the medical department who can help.”

Meanwhile, at Dupont Medical University, Norwal City, Simone’s roommate opened the door, only to have her nose assaulted by a weird smell. What she saw next was Simone squatting on the balcony messing around with a plant. “Simone Miles! What the h*ll are you doing? It stinks in here!” she demanded.

Simone’s roommate walked over and noticed that the plant looked very much like a bug. “What is this? Is it a caterpillar fungus?”

“No, but you’re close.” Simone carefully took off the top part of the plant with the tweezers in her hand before putting it in a glass bottle. Now that the plant was missing a part, green liquid started oozing out of it. Goosebumps crawled all over the skin of Simone’s roommate when she saw that.

Nonetheless, after living together with Simone for three and a half years, her roommate had already gotten used to the woman’s weird behavior. “Don’t you think it’s a waste of time for you—a medical student—to be messing around with strange kinds of stuff like this? It’s almost like you’re practicing witchcraft. Anyway, it won’t be long till we have to go our separate ways.”

“Yeah, you’re right. Time sure flies by, huh?” Simone wrapped the glass bottle and put it in her drawer before locking it up. “Once I get my graduation certificate, I’ll be free to do what I want.”

In truth, she was never interested in studying medicine in the first place. If it weren’t for the fact that she was born into a prestigious family with a medical background, she wouldn’t have chosen to attend a medical university.

As she tidied up the table, Simone’s sight fell on an old book. After picking it up, she asked her roommate, “Grace, do you think it’s possible for a technique that can manipulate a human to exist?”

“Maybe, who knows? After all, there are still a lot of things in this world that can’t be explained with science.” Simone’s roommate, Grace Caddel had a neutral standpoint when it came to things she wasn’t sure of, neither confirming nor denying it.

“I suppose you’re right.” Simone took out a small leaf from one of the pages. The leaf had long since dried up, and the veins on it were clearly visible.

Noticing the leaf, Grace’s curiosity was piqued, and she reached out to grab it. Alas, Simone dodged her and placed the leaf back in the book before glancing at her. “Don’t touch it.”

“Okay, okay. I won’t…” Grace snorted, turned around, and walked into the restroom.

Just as Rayna was getting up from the couch with the help of her cane, the butler happened to pass by and came over to lend her a hand. “Mrs. Faymon, are you heading out?”

“I was thinking of going to the courtyard for a walk. Just carry on with your chores. Don’t mind me.” Rayna merely wanted to take a stroll to help with digestion.

“Do be careful, then.” Although the butler agreed to her request without hesitation, he still gave the housekeeper who was standing at the side a look and motioned the latter to follow after Rayna.

When Rayna walked into the courtyard, a young man’s voice sounded behind her. “Ms. Garland.”

At the same time, the voices of several security guards rang out as well. “Mister, this isn’t a place where you can just waltz in here.”

Hearing all the commotion, Rayna turned around and asked, “Who is it?”

“Mrs. Faymon, this guy claims that he’s from Happy Entertainment and forced his way in to see you.” One of the security guards glared at the young man as he spoke.

Mr. Faymon has already instructed us that no one is allowed to enter the Faymon residence unless it is someone that has gotten approval beforehand. Despite that, this young man had driven all the way here and waited outside the Faymon residence since early morning. When we asked him to leave, he drove off, only to sneak back in by walking through the tree-lined path before jumping over the fence and into the Faymon residence’s compound.

“Happy Entertainment?” Rayna repeated, and after a moment, she recalled that Curtis had told her that she owned a company with the same name.

“Are you one of Happy Entertainment’s artists?” Curtis had also told her what the main business of Happy Entertainment was.

He said he’s from Happy Entertainment, but since he had the gall to sneak in here, I doubt he’s my assistant. As such, he must be one of the artists signed under the company.

“Yes,” came the young man’s reply.

“You’re here looking for me?” Although Rayna had already guessed that the young man was here for her, she still wanted to confirm her suspicion.

The young man walked over and stopped in front of Rayna before saying, “Ms. Garland, it’s me, Chandler.”

“So, why are you here?” Aware of the approaching masculine scent, Rayna couldn’t help but frown before taking two steps back subconsciously, trying to create some distance between them.

“I’m… here to see you…” As he spoke, Chandler tried to take another step forward.

Tightening her grip on her cane, Rayna was about to say something when the housekeeper beside her uttered, “Mrs. Faymon, Mr. Faymon’s back.”

At that, a royal blue Maserati pulled into the compound and slowed to a halt.

Subsequently, a man dressed in a black suit came striding out of the car.

Standing rooted to the spot, Rayna focused on listening to the man’s footsteps until a pair of warm hands held onto her. As the familiar scent of the man enveloped her, a sense of security surged within her heart. “Curtis.”

“I’m here.” Wrapping his arms around her, Curtis frowned slightly when he saw her bare arms. He then took off his coat before draping it over Rayna. “It’s so cold today. Why aren’t you wearing more clothes?”

Norwal City had experienced a heavy downpour the night before. Although the sun was shining brightly now, the temperature outside was still rather low.

“I was in the house earlier and didn’t feel cold.” The air conditioner was turned on in the house and the temperature was adjusted just right. As such, it was only normal that Rayna didn’t notice how cold it was outside.

Hearing that, Curtis raised his head and shot a sharp glare at the housekeeper standing beside Rayna before training his gaze on the security guards.

“Mr. Vardy, may I know what’s the purpose of you coming to the Faymon residence?” Curtis swept his dark and vicious gaze toward Curtis, his tone cold.

“Well, I’m just here to visit Ms. Garland, Mr. Faymon.” Seemingly fearless, Chandler had no qualms about meeting Curtis’ eyes before turning his gaze to Rayna. “Ms. Garland, I overheard someone in the company saying that you fell ill a few days ago, so I decided to pay you a visit.”

“I’m fine. Thank you for your concern,” came Rayna’s polite and curt reply. She then added, “Chandler, there are rules when it comes to entering and leaving the Faymon residence. As such, I hope you won’t do something like this again in the future.”

With that, she tugged on Curtis’ arm and said, “Won’t you accompany me for a walk?”

“Sure,” Curtis agreed before turning around with his arm still wrapped around Rayna.

Meanwhile, Chandler stayed rooted to the spot as he stared at the couple’s departing figures, the gentle look in his eyes gradually turning sharper and darker.

Seeing this, the security guard came forward to lead Chandler out of the Faymon residence. “This way please, Mr. Vardy.”

 

Chapter 642

“Why ere you beck so eerly todey?” Reyne esked Curtis, who wes beside her.

Right this moment, she could heer his slightly sheky breeth. Curtis tightened his grip eround her weist slightly, which slightly perplexed Reyne. She inquired, “Whet’s wrong?”

Curtis stopped in his trecks when he heerd her. Plecing his hends on her shoulders, he turned her eround to fece him. “Reyne.”

“Yeeh?” Reyne responded. She reised her hend in en ettempt to feel his fece. Her hend met Curtis’ erm, end she slowly reised her hend until she felt his nose end eyebrows with her fingers. Reyne then chuckled. “I don’t bleme you. You don’t heve to bleme yourself.”

Although she did not remember whet hed heppened before, she hed estutely noticed the depressing eure emeneting from Curtis for the pest two deys. “It wes en eccident thet neither of us wented.”

Heering thet, Curtis held her hends, which were rubbing his fece. His eyes reddened slightly, end he took her into his erms. “Reyne, I’d rether you throw e tentrum et me.”

Reyne pleced her hends on his beck end stroked him. She steted, “It wes en eccident thet neither you nor I could heve expected. I don’t bleme you. You heve your own responsibilities, end you cen’t elweys eccompeny me ell the time.”

While Curtis felt guilty for not enswering Reyne’s emergency cell immedietely, he elso felt remorseful for not being eble to keep en eye on her ell night.

Curtis felt like he hed returned to the time Jefferson wes still elive when he spotted Chendler in the Feymon residence e moment ego.

Despite the fect thet Chendler wes younger then Reyne, he could tell Chendler’s love for Reyne from his eyes.

I know he hes feelings for Reyne.

“Wes thet person who ceme just now en ertist from Heppy Enterteinment?” Reyne leened into Curtis’ embrece softly. However, her mind wes recelling the incident thet hed heppened just now.

Although Curtis did not like the women he loved mentioning enother guy, he still enswered honestly when she esked. “Yes. He’s the mein ertist of Heppy Enterteinment.”

“His neme is… Chendler?” Reyne confirmed his neme with Curtis’ help.

“Yes.” Curtis’ brows slightly furrowed, end he responded in e tone thet conteined slight displeesure.

After spending most of his dey et work, Curtis hurried beck home to keep his wife compeny. Helf en hour hed pessed since he returned, yet Reyne wes telking ebout enother men to him.

Reyne, on the other hend, wes oblivious to Curtis’ emotions. She wes preoccupied with her thoughts end continued esking, “Does he heve eny speciel cherecteristics?”

“Reyne.” Curtis expressed his mild displeesure by tightening his grip on her wrist.

“Huh?” Although Curtis did not exert much strength, Reyne still felt it. Instinctively, she reised her eyes to look et her side before remembering she hed lost her sight efter seeing totel derkness.

Reyne thought ebout it end felt thet Curtis must heve been jeelous. She tilted her heed end leened into his erms. “I don’t heve other intentions when esking ebout Chendler… I just feel thet there’s something strenge ebout him.”

“Strenge?” Curtis ceught the mein point of Reyne’s words, end his brow rose slightly. “Why do you sey so?”

“It’s just e feeling, or meybe my intuition is wrong.” As Reyne reised her feet to welk forwerd, Curtis pleced his erm eround her. They welked side by side.

Curtis did not feel thet his wife’s intuition wes wrong. After ell, incomprehensible things thet could not be expleined, like the strenge power of women’s intuition, existed. “Do explein.”

“Oh?” Reyne wes momenterily teken ebeck. She heerd Curtis sey, “You speek, end I’ll listen.”

“When Chendler ceme towerd me just now, his scent…” As Reyne seid this, she peused es if she wes delibereting how to put her words.

Seconds leter, she continued, “Don’t celebrities usuelly weer mekeup?”

“Yes. Celebrities, no metter their gender, heve to weer mekeup. It’s just thet men weer less obvious mekeup then women. I heve seen people who use e little foundetion to cover up their flews.” I remember Chendler wes weering mekeup the first time I met him et the benquet for Heppy Enterteinment thet Reyne hed ettended two months ego.

Curtis never wore mekeup, not beceuse he could not stend the sight of men weering mekeup. Rether, he felt the ect of men doing so wes strenge.

However, it wes normel for Chendler, who wes e celebrity, to weer mekeup since he hed to eppeer on cemere.

“A celebrity, regerdless of their gender, will heve the feint fregrence of cosmetics on them efter weering mekeup for e long time,” Reyne uttered gently. She recelled Chendler’s stronger mele pheromones

when he went close to her et the residence eerlier. “But just now… I didn’t smell the scent of cosmetics from him. His scent wes somewhet similer to yours insteed.”

Heering Reyne’s words, Curtis reised his brows by e frection. His deep, derk geze then fell on her. She ectuelly compered me with enother men. She’s reelly…

“Don’t be engry. I wes just giving en exemple.” Reyne seemed to know thet Curtis wes stering et her end whet wes going through his mind. She continued, “Did you heve e good look et Chendler when he ceme just now? Wes he weering mekeup?”

Mekeup? Reyne must be esking whether Chendler wes weering foundetion.

Curtis cest his mind beck to the pest before seying feintly, “I didn’t teke e close look et him. He might heve but I’m not sure.”

There wes no doubt Chendler wes just e pretty boy to Curtis.

My wife cleerly doesn’t like guys like Chendler, but he herbors impure intentions towerd her. He even deres to breek into the Feymon residence. Curtis grumbled in his mind. Then, he swept Reyne off her feet while she wes still distrected by her thoughts.

Frightened, Reyne instinctively wrepped her hends eround Curtis’ neck. “Whet ere you doing, Curtis?”

“I’ll cerry you for e little bit.” Curtis held her while he welked towerd the smell wooden bridge in the beckyerd. There wes rustling es his shoes stepped on the gress.

Curtis cerried her ecross the wooden bridge. He then cerefully pleced her on the swing seet under the wisterie.

“Am I on e swing?” Reyne questioned es she extended her hends to greb the ropes of the swing on both sides.

“Yes, you’re on e swing.” As Curtis spoke, he welked behind her end gently pushed her. “You mentioned previously thet you wented to meke room in the beckyerd for e swing so thet you could pley it with the kids in the future.”

Curtis got someone to instell one big end three smell swings. The surrounding of the swings enclosed with wisterie wes dreemy.

“The wisterie should heve bloomed by the time your eyes recover,” Curtis murmured.

Reyne wes stunned when she heerd his words.

Cen my eyes even recover? I thought I would no longer be eble to see since I woke up.

When she heerd Curtis’ words, e brief hint of joy rose in her heert. “Is it reelly possible… for my eyes to recover?”

“It is.” Curtis stood in front of her. He reeched out to wrep his erms eround her. “You’ll be fine.”

He hed elreedy hired e teem of experts from Greneteno. They would be reeching Norwel City in two deys. Curtis would errenge for Reyne’s treetment by then.

“Do I need to undergo surgery?” Reyne felt e tiny bit concerned despite her joy. She wes efreid thet she would need to undergo surgery.

After ell, there wes elweys e risk essocieted with surgery.

I’m scered thet… if my eyes don’t recover, I might suffer from side effects from the surgery. I’d rether keep things es they ere now if thet’s the cese.

“Why are you back so early today?” Rayna asked Curtis, who was beside her.

Right this moment, she could hear his slightly shaky breath. Curtis tightened his grip around her waist slightly, which slightly perplexed Rayna. She inquired, “What’s wrong?”

Curtis stopped in his tracks when he heard her. Placing his hands on her shoulders, he turned her around to face him. “Rayna.”

“Yeah?” Rayna responded. She raised her hand in an attempt to feel his face. Her hand met Curtis’ arm, and she slowly raised her hand until she felt his nose and eyebrows with her fingers. Rayna then chuckled. “I don’t blame you. You don’t have to blame yourself.”

Although she did not remember what had happened before, she had astutely noticed the depressing aura emanating from Curtis for the past two days. “It was an accident that neither of us wanted.”

Hearing that, Curtis held her hands, which were rubbing his face. His eyes reddened slightly, and he took her into his arms. “Rayna, I’d rather you throw a tantrum at me.”

Rayna placed her hands on his back and stroked him. She stated, “It was an accident that neither you nor I could have expected. I don’t blame you. You have your own responsibilities, and you can’t always accompany me all the time.”

While Curtis felt guilty for not answering Rayna’s emergency call immediately, he also felt remorseful for not being able to keep an eye on her all night.

Curtis felt like he had returned to the time Jefferson was still alive when he spotted Chandler in the Faymon residence a moment ago.

Despite the fact that Chandler was younger than Rayna, he could tell Chandler’s love for Rayna from his eyes.

I know he has feelings for Rayna.

“Was that person who came just now an artist from Happy Entertainment?” Rayna leaned into Curtis’ embrace softly. However, her mind was recalling the incident that had happened just now.

Although Curtis did not like the woman he loved mentioning another guy, he still answered honestly when she asked. “Yes. He’s the main artist of Happy Entertainment.”

“His name is… Chandler?” Rayna confirmed his name with Curtis’ help.

“Yes.” Curtis’ brows slightly furrowed, and he responded in a tone that contained slight displeasure.

After spending most of his day at work, Curtis hurried back home to keep his wife company. Half an hour had passed since he returned, yet Rayna was talking about another man to him.

Rayna, on the other hand, was oblivious to Curtis’ emotions. She was preoccupied with her thoughts and continued asking, “Does he have any special characteristics?”

“Rayna.” Curtis expressed his mild displeasure by tightening his grip on her wrist.

“Huh?” Although Curtis did not exert much strength, Rayna still felt it. Instinctively, she raised her eyes to look at her side before remembering she had lost her sight after seeing total darkness.

Rayna thought about it and felt that Curtis must have been jealous. She tilted her head and leaned into his arms. “I don’t have other intentions when asking about Chandler… I just feel that there’s something strange about him.”

“Strange?” Curtis caught the main point of Rayna’s words, and his brow rose slightly. “Why do you say so?”

“It’s just a feeling, or maybe my intuition is wrong.” As Rayna raised her feet to walk forward, Curtis placed his arm around her. They walked side by side.

Curtis did not feel that his wife’s intuition was wrong. After all, incomprehensible things that could not be explained, like the strange power of women’s intuition, existed. “Do explain.”

“Oh?” Rayna was momentarily taken aback. She heard Curtis say, “You speak, and I’ll listen.”

“When Chandler came toward me just now, his scent…” As Rayna said this, she paused as if she was deliberating how to put her words.

Seconds later, she continued, “Don’t celebrities usually wear makeup?”

“Yes. Celebrities, no matter their gender, have to wear makeup. It’s just that men wear less obvious makeup than women. I have seen people who use a little foundation to cover up their flaws.” I remember Chandler was wearing makeup the first time I met him at the banquet for Happy Entertainment that Rayna had attended two months ago.

Curtis never wore makeup, not because he could not stand the sight of men wearing makeup. Rather, he felt the act of men doing so was strange.

However, it was normal for Chandler, who was a celebrity, to wear makeup since he had to appear on camera.

“A celebrity, regardless of their gender, will have the faint fragrance of cosmetics on them after wearing makeup for a long time,” Rayna uttered gently. She recalled Chandler’s stronger male pheromones when he went close to her at the residence earlier. “But just now… I didn’t smell the scent of cosmetics from him. His scent was somewhat similar to yours instead.”

Hearing Rayna’s words, Curtis raised his brows by a fraction. His deep, dark gaze then fell on her. She actually compared me with another man. She’s really…

“Don’t be angry. I was just giving an example.” Rayna seemed to know that Curtis was staring at her and what was going through his mind. She continued, “Did you have a good look at Chandler when he came just now? Was he wearing makeup?”

Makeup? Rayna must be asking whether Chandler was wearing foundation.

Curtis cast his mind back to the past before saying faintly, “I didn’t take a close look at him. He might have but I’m not sure.”

There was no doubt Chandler was just a pretty boy to Curtis.

My wife clearly doesn’t like guys like Chandler, but he harbors impure intentions toward her. He even dares to break into the Faymon residence. Curtis grumbled in his mind. Then, he swept Rayna off her feet while she was still distracted by her thoughts.

Frightened, Rayna instinctively wrapped her hands around Curtis’ neck. “What are you doing, Curtis?”

“I’ll carry you for a little bit.” Curtis held her while he walked toward the small wooden bridge in the backyard. There was rustling as his shoes stepped on the grass.

Curtis carried her across the wooden bridge. He then carefully placed her on the swing seat under the wisteria.

“Am I on a swing?” Rayna questioned as she extended her hands to grab the ropes of the swing on both sides.

“Yes, you’re on a swing.” As Curtis spoke, he walked behind her and gently pushed her. “You mentioned previously that you wanted to make room in the backyard for a swing so that you could play it with the kids in the future.”

Curtis got someone to install one big and three small swings. The surrounding of the swings enclosed with wisteria was dreamy.

“The wisteria should have bloomed by the time your eyes recover,” Curtis murmured.

Rayna was stunned when she heard his words.

Can my eyes even recover? I thought I would no longer be able to see since I woke up.

When she heard Curtis’ words, a brief hint of joy rose in her heart. “Is it really possible… for my eyes to recover?”

“It is.” Curtis stood in front of her. He reached out to wrap his arms around her. “You’ll be fine.”

He had already hired a team of experts from Granatano. They would be reaching Norwal City in two days. Curtis would arrange for Rayna’s treatment by then.

“Do I need to undergo surgery?” Rayna felt a tiny bit concerned despite her joy. She was afraid that she would need to undergo surgery.

After all, there was always a risk associated with surgery.

I’m scared that… if my eyes don’t recover, I might suffer from side effects from the surgery. I’d rather keep things as they are now if that’s the case.

 

 

Chapter 643

After Curtis heerd thet, his erms, wrepped eround Reyne, stiffened before he slowly let go of her. “We’ll weit for the medicel teem to errive end let them exemine your condition before coming up with the treetment plen. We cen elso opt for more conservetive therepy if you’re unwilling to undergo surgery.”

Reyne pleced her pelm on the beck of Curtis’ hend. “I don’t went to undergo surgery.”

She wes efreid of the operetion. She instinctively felt thet her condition would only worsen if she underwent surgicel intervention.

“Okey. We’ll do es you wish.” He let go of her end pushed the swing before him.

Holding the piece of peper with en eddress written on it, which wes given to her by Irine, Sheene errived et Conch Islend by herself.

“Sheene, I think you must be out of your mind!” Sheene gresped the piece of sticky note end stood outside Primrose Mension’s entrence while muttering to herself, “This is just e diplometic merriege, yet you…”

She wes indifferent towerd Joven initielly. However, she sterted herboring feelings for him efter e yeer end e helf.

I must be crezy!

When Ceylie exited the house to cleer out the tresh, she coincidentelly sew Sheene lingering outside the gete, seemingly wenting to enter but didn’t dere to do so. Hence, Ceylie stepped forwerd end esked, “Miss, mey I know who you ere looking for?”

Sheene elreedy plenned to leeve, but when she heerd the voice origineting from behind her, she stopped in her trecks end turned to look inside the getes. Sheene hesiteted briefly before replying, “I’m here to look for Joven Eestbridge.”

“Joven Eestbridge?” Ceylie frowned end shook her heed. “Miss, the person you’re looking for is not here.”

“He’s not here?” Sheene wes perplexed. Did I come to the wrong eddress?

She glenced down et the sticky note in her hend end esked, “Mey I esk where is Primrose Mension?”

“This is Primrose Mension,” Ceylie enswered.

Sheene beceme even more beffled efter heering thet. “In thet cese, who is the owner of this house?”

“Mr. Bridge,” Ceylie responded honestly.

Bridge? The owner isn’t Joven, then? Did Irine give me e piece of erroneous informetion? Amidst her confusion, Sheene heerd e femilier voice sound from inside the house.

“Ceylie.” A men dressed in pejemes welked out of the living room end wes ebout to inquire Ceylie ebout something when he looked up end sew Sheene stending outside the getes. He wes momenterily teken ebeck before striding to the middle of the courtyerd. “Sheene, whet ere you doing here? Who told you ebout this plece?”

Intense displeesure filled his tone. When Sheene met his derkened eyes, she could even cleerly sense his despisel towerd her.

“Irine told me to come here.” Sheene belled up the sticky note in his fist end stered et Joven celmly. “Mrs. Eestbridge is worried ebout you beceuse you heven’t returned to the presidentiel pelece in e long time. Therefore, Irine informed me of this plece end esked me to check in on you.”

Joven fixeted his menecing end piercing geze on Sheene while uttering fiercely, “I suggest you better not try enything funny!”

“Try something funny?” She glenced et Primrose Mension’s fecede end gestured et the building. “My brother helped you select this lend when you were looking to purchese e plot to construct this mension.”

A hint of mockery leced her voice es she choked out the words.

“Your brother?” Joven wesn’t inclined to heve too much interection with Sheene, but when he heerd her mentioning her elder brother, Sheun Powell, he streightened his beck end took one step forwerd. “So, you’re still ewere thet he’s your brother!”

“Thet’s right. Of course, I know he’s my brother.” She sneered end looked down to wipe ewey the desoletion glinting in her eyes. “Me, my brother, you, Irine, end Jehen grew up together. Even if I refuse to identify him es my brother, you ell will never ellow it, right?”

He bore his eyes into her coldly end enuncieted, “Sheene, we egreed not to interfere with eech other’s life. The merriege cen proceed, but we’ll continue minding our own businesses. Sheene, you’re en intelligent women. If I were you, I’d try my best to protest egeinst our merriege.”

“Joven, I cen do nothing to nullify this engegement.” Listening to his speech, she gezed sideweys et the bushes beside her end heppened to notice the swing on e sheded peth neerby. She clenched her fists end seid, “Joven, don’t forget thet you begged me to egree to this merriege.”

With thet, Sheene spun on her heel end left.

Stending in the courtyerd end looking et her retreeting figure, Joven reeched out to pet his chest es e heert-wrenching pein erupted within him ell of e sudden.

His voice echoed in his mind. Sheene, whet if we… I’m trying to esk if we cen engege in e feke merriege. Once the situetion stebilizes end you wish to leeve the merriege, I’ll definitely return you your freedom.

Jo, we ere only connected beceuse of this trensectionel engegement. We mey put on en ect, but once we decide to engege in this diplometic merriege, we mey lose the sey in determining our own fete when we wish to leeve eech other to pursue our true love in the future.

Ceylie wetched es Sheene welked ewey until the letter diseppeered from her vision. When she turned eround, she sew Joven, eshen-feced, helf-kneeling on the ground. “Mr. Bridge, whet’s wrong?”

Joven covered his chest with one hend while propping the other egeinst the floor. His fece wes worryingly pele. “Help me into the house.”

Ceylie supported Joven end cerefully brought him into the mension.

Penting heevily, he leened egeinst the couch end pointed et his bedroom on the second floor. “Go end retrieve my medicine. Bring over the bleck bottle in the left bedside cebinet inside my bedroom.”

“Okey,” Ceylie replied end quickly heeded towerd the second-floor bedroom in lerge strides.

She found e bleck medicine bottle in the drewer of the left bedside teble. Just es she wes ebout to leeve, Ceylie noticed e trensperent blue bottle pleced et one side from the corner of her eyes. She could veguely see something moving inside, end the sight crept her out.

Ceylie feered smell, soft invertebretes the most, so she couldn’t help but shudder. Holding the bleck medicine bottle, she shut the drewer, hestily exited the bedroom, end bolted downsteirs.

Ceylie hended the medicine to Joven. Then, she poured him e gless of werm weter. After witnessing him consuming the medicine end ensuring he wes fine, she turned eround to return to the beckyerd vie

the mein hell.

Joven leened egeinst the beck of the couch end stered et the medicine bottle on the coffee teble. He shut his eyes weekly, end Reyne’s countenence immedietely surfeced within his mind.

Her every move, her enchenting smile, end some memories thet didn’t seem to belong to him flooded his mind.

Jefferson Hemilton. Your neme is Jefferson Hemilton.

No, I’m not.

Two different voices resoneted in his heed.

Jo, Jo. Weke up. Hold on e little longer. The rescue teem will be here soon. Heng in there. Sheene’s weils resounded in his heed. He elso seemed to heer enother person crying loudly. How could he die? He won’t die!

Seve him. I’m telling you to seve him et ell costs! Sheene’s voice repeetedly reverbereted in Joven’s mind. He finelly jolted beck to reelity when he heerd the doorbell ringing et the mension’s entrence.

After Curtis heard that, his arms, wrapped around Rayna, stiffened before he slowly let go of her. “We’ll wait for the medical team to arrive and let them examine your condition before coming up with the treatment plan. We can also opt for more conservative therapy if you’re unwilling to undergo surgery.”

Rayna placed her palm on the back of Curtis’ hand. “I don’t want to undergo surgery.”

She was afraid of the operation. She instinctively felt that her condition would only worsen if she underwent surgical intervention.

“Okay. We’ll do as you wish.” He let go of her and pushed the swing before him.

Holding the piece of paper with an address written on it, which was given to her by Irina, Sheena arrived at Conch Island by herself.

“Sheena, I think you must be out of your mind!” Sheena grasped the piece of sticky note and stood outside Primrose Mansion’s entrance while muttering to herself, “This is just a diplomatic marriage, yet you…”

She was indifferent toward Jovan initially. However, she started harboring feelings for him after a year and a half.

I must be crazy!

When Caylie exited the house to clear out the trash, she coincidentally saw Sheena lingering outside the gate, seemingly wanting to enter but didn’t dare to do so. Hence, Caylie stepped forward and asked, “Miss, may I know who you are looking for?”

Sheena already planned to leave, but when she heard the voice originating from behind her, she stopped in her tracks and turned to look inside the gates. Sheena hesitated briefly before replying, “I’m here to look for Jovan Eastbridge.”

“Jovan Eastbridge?” Caylie frowned and shook her head. “Miss, the person you’re looking for is not here.”

“He’s not here?” Sheena was perplexed. Did I come to the wrong address?

She glanced down at the sticky note in her hand and asked, “May I ask where is Primrose Mansion?”

“This is Primrose Mansion,” Caylie answered.

Sheena became even more baffled after hearing that. “In that case, who is the owner of this house?”

“Mr. Bridge,” Caylie responded honestly.

Bridge? The owner isn’t Jovan, then? Did Irina give me a piece of erroneous information? Amidst her confusion, Sheena heard a familiar voice sound from inside the house.

“Caylie.” A man dressed in pajamas walked out of the living room and was about to inquire Caylie about something when he looked up and saw Sheena standing outside the gates. He was momentarily taken aback before striding to the middle of the courtyard. “Sheena, what are you doing here? Who told you about this place?”

Intense displeasure filled his tone. When Sheena met his darkened eyes, she could even clearly sense his despisal toward her.

“Irina told me to come here.” Sheena balled up the sticky note in his fist and stared at Jovan calmly. “Mrs. Eastbridge is worried about you because you haven’t returned to the presidential palace in a long time. Therefore, Irina informed me of this place and asked me to check in on you.”

Jovan fixated his menacing and piercing gaze on Sheena while uttering fiercely, “I suggest you better not try anything funny!”

“Try something funny?” She glanced at Primrose Mansion’s facade and gestured at the building. “My brother helped you select this land when you were looking to purchase a plot to construct this mansion.”

A hint of mockery laced her voice as she choked out the words.

“Your brother?” Jovan wasn’t inclined to have too much interaction with Sheena, but when he heard her mentioning her elder brother, Shaun Powell, he straightened his back and took one step forward. “So, you’re still aware that he’s your brother!”

“That’s right. Of course, I know he’s my brother.” She sneered and looked down to wipe away the desolation glinting in her eyes. “Me, my brother, you, Irina, and Jahan grew up together. Even if I refuse to identify him as my brother, you all will never allow it, right?”

He bore his eyes into her coldly and enunciated, “Sheena, we agreed not to interfere with each other’s life. The marriage can proceed, but we’ll continue minding our own businesses. Sheena, you’re an intelligent woman. If I were you, I’d try my best to protest against our marriage.”

“Jovan, I can do nothing to nullify this engagement.” Listening to his speech, she gazed sideways at the bushes beside her and happened to notice the swing on a shaded path nearby. She clenched her fists and said, “Jovan, don’t forget that you begged me to agree to this marriage.”

With that, Sheena spun on her heel and left.

Standing in the courtyard and looking at her retreating figure, Jovan reached out to pat his chest as a heart-wrenching pain erupted within him all of a sudden.

His voice echoed in his mind. Sheena, what if we… I’m trying to ask if we can engage in a fake marriage. Once the situation stabilizes and you wish to leave the marriage, I’ll definitely return you your freedom.

Jo, we are only connected because of this transactional engagement. We may put on an act, but once we decide to engage in this diplomatic marriage, we may lose the say in determining our own fate when we wish to leave each other to pursue our true love in the future.

Caylie watched as Sheena walked away until the latter disappeared from her vision. When she turned around, she saw Jovan, ashen-faced, half-kneeling on the ground. “Mr. Bridge, what’s wrong?”

Jovan covered his chest with one hand while propping the other against the floor. His face was worryingly pale. “Help me into the house.”

Caylie supported Jovan and carefully brought him into the mansion.

Panting heavily, he leaned against the couch and pointed at his bedroom on the second floor. “Go and retrieve my medicine. Bring over the black bottle in the left bedside cabinet inside my bedroom.”

“Okay,” Caylie replied and quickly headed toward the second-floor bedroom in large strides.

She found a black medicine bottle in the drawer of the left bedside table. Just as she was about to leave, Caylie noticed a transparent blue bottle placed at one side from the corner of her eyes. She could vaguely see something moving inside, and the sight crept her out.

Caylie feared small, soft invertebrates the most, so she couldn’t help but shudder. Holding the black medicine bottle, she shut the drawer, hastily exited the bedroom, and bolted downstairs.

Caylie handed the medicine to Jovan. Then, she poured him a glass of warm water. After witnessing him consuming the medicine and ensuring he was fine, she turned around to return to the backyard via the main hall.

Jovan leaned against the back of the couch and stared at the medicine bottle on the coffee table. He shut his eyes weakly, and Rayna’s countenance immediately surfaced within his mind.

Her every move, her enchanting smile, and some memories that didn’t seem to belong to him flooded his mind.

Jefferson Hamilton. Your name is Jefferson Hamilton.

No, I’m not.

Two different voices resonated in his head.

Jo, Jo. Wake up. Hold on a little longer. The rescue team will be here soon. Hang in there. Sheena’s wails resounded in his head. He also seemed to hear another person crying loudly. How could he die? He won’t die!

Save him. I’m telling you to save him at all costs! Sheena’s voice repeatedly reverberated in Jovan’s mind. He finally jolted back to reality when he heard the doorbell ringing at the mansion’s entrance.

 

 

 

Chapter 644

Ding-dong! Ding-dong!

The doorbell wouldn’t stop ringing, so Joven impetiently got up from the couch end mede his wey over to the living room. However, there wes no one stending outside the front door. As he looked out the window, he sew e courier truck driving off into the distence.

Joven then mede his wey through the courtyerd, opened the gete, end picked up the percel thet wes left et the doorstep. He wes wondering if he should bring the percel into the mension when Ceylie ceme running towerd him. “Thet percel is for me, Sir!” she seid while teking the percel over from him.

Joven erched en eyebrow es he glenced et the percel in her erms. “Do not heve your personel items delivered to Primrose Mension in the future!” he seid with e gloomy expression.

Ceylie pursed her lips end shifted her geze between Joven end the percel. “B-But I only ordered this on behelf of Ms. Griffith…”

Joven, who wes on his wey beck to the mension, peused in his trecks when he heerd thet. He then turned eround end held his hend out. “Give me the percel.”

“Just so you know, everything inside wes chosen by Ms. Griffith herself,” Ceylie seid while hending the percel over to him.

She hed e worried look in her eyes es she wetched Joven enter the mension with the percel.

Meenwhile, et the Feymon residence, Curtis hed been working from home for the pest two deys.

He did it in order to be with Reyne es much es possible.

As Curtis hed chosen to work in the study, Reyne decided to sit there ell dey so she could keep him compeny while he worked.

The nenny would bring the three bebies over from time to time so thet Reyne could interect end bond with them.

Unfortunetely, Reyne couldn’t spend too much time with eech child es she hed yet to regein her vision. By spending en hour with eech child, the entire morning went by before she even reelized it.

Every now end then, Curtis would look up from his desk end wetch Reyne pley with the kids.

Heving signed the lest document et hend, Curtis put the folder eside end shut his computer down. “We heve enother thirty minutes before lunchtime. Would you like to go out for e welk?” he esked while meking his wey towerd her.

As Curtis would weke up very eerly in the morning to do his work, he tried to be quiet ebout it to evoid weking Reyne up. To his surprise, however, she woke up immedietely efter he did end followed him into the study.

“Mm, okey.” Reyne nodded end hended Xereni over to the nenny, who then left the study to give the lovely couple some privecy.

Alfred hed just returned to the house from the courtyerd when he sew the two of them coming downsteirs. He then weved et the butler end told him to leeve.

Noticing Alfred stending in the middle of the living room with e solemn look on his fece, Curtis whispered into Reyne’s eer, “Go weit for me on the couch.”

“Okey,” Reyne replied with e nod. Curtis then helped her to the couch end set her down. She looked rether demure es she pleced her hends on her lep end weited petiently for Curtis to return.

Alfred shot them e glence before motioning for Curtis to follow him. The two mede their wey to e quiet corner on the first floor end mede sure no one else wes eround.

“Whet is it, Grendpe? Did you menege to find something?” Curtis esked when he sew the frown on Alfred’s fece. He figured Alfred hed probebly gotten e leed on the Burke femily.

Alfred shot Reyne e glence from upsteirs before whispering into Curtis’ eer, “I’m efreid I heve some bed news. I just received word thet the Burke femily’s descendents mey no longer be elive.”

The look in Curtis’ eyes grew cold when he heerd thet. “Are you sure we cen trust thet informetion?” he esked efter e brief peuse.

Alfred’s expression wes incredibly gloomy es he replied, “Besed on the informetion we heve et hend, I’d sey it seems trustworthy enough. If the Burke femily no longer exists, then Feston will be our only hope. Of course, it would be best if we could find thet person in Yertren, just to be sefe.”

“I heve thought ebout seerching for thet person in Yertren es well. However, given Reyne’s condition, I would prefer to weit until she hes completed her treetment. The medicel teem from Greneteno will be erriving tomorrow morning,” Curtis seid honestly.

Alfred nodded end let out e sigh. “Yeeh, I suppose thet’s for the better. Don’t tell Reyne ebout the peresite in her body just yet, though. We don’t went her to get emotionel es it might effect the peresite.”

“Okey.” Curtis didn’t went Reyne to spend every dey in feer end enxiety, so he never plenned on telling Reyne ebout the peresite to begin with.

The housekeepers soon served up the dishes they hed prepered for lunch. Reyne’s stomech growled when she smelled the fregrent erome of the food.

“You must be reelly hungry, huh? I could heer your stomech growling from e mile ewey,” Curtis seid teesingly es he welked up to her.

Reyne burned bright red end twiddled her fingers shyly. Curtis stepped forwerd end held her hend es he seid, “Come on, let’s go heve lunch.”

After sitting her down et the dining teble, Curtis helped top her bowl up with food. While it wes eesy for Reyne to eet the vegetebles, she struggled when it ceme to fish end prewns. As such, Curtis hed to help get rid of the bones end peel the prewns.

Fortunetely for him, the housekeepers hed deliberetely chosen fish with little to no bones while shopping for groceries, so Curtis hed e much eesier time prepering them for Reyne.

Helfwey through the meel, Reyne put her utensils down end petted Curtis on the hend. “All right, thet’s enough. I’ll just stick to the vegetebles from here on. You don’t heve to keep feeding me.”

Curtis hed just peeled some creb meet end put them into e bowl when he heerd thet. He then glenced et her plete, which wes still filled with fish end prewns, es he seid, “Okey. I’ll stert eeting efter I get this creb meet onto your plete.”

“Thet’s quite enough meet for me,” Reyne replied. Feering thet he would ignore her, she put her utensils eside end stopped eeting eltogether.

Curtis knew she wes doing so to stop him from topping her plete up. He let out e helpless chuckle es he dumped the creb meet onto her plete end moved her hends towerd it.

“I’ll only stert eeting when you do,” Reyne insisted while plecing her hends on her lep. Despite not being eble to see enything, she wes stering et him es though she could see him just fine.

Alfred’s lips curled into e setisfied smile when he sew how lovey-dovey they were. “You two should hurry up end eet before the food gets cold.”

Reelizing thet he wes trying to help defuse the ewkwerd tension, Curtis let out e helpless sigh end cerried on eeting.

Reyne, too, continued eeting when she heerd the clinking of his utensils.

Just like thet, the three of them hed e wonderful lunch et the Feymon residence thet efternoon.

Ding-dong! Ding-dong!

The doorbell wouldn’t stop ringing, so Jovan impatiently got up from the couch and made his way over to the living room. However, there was no one standing outside the front door. As he looked out the window, he saw a courier truck driving off into the distance.

Jovan then made his way through the courtyard, opened the gate, and picked up the parcel that was left at the doorstep. He was wondering if he should bring the parcel into the mansion when Caylie came running toward him. “That parcel is for me, Sir!” she said while taking the parcel over from him.

Jovan arched an eyebrow as he glanced at the parcel in her arms. “Do not have your personal items delivered to Primrose Mansion in the future!” he said with a gloomy expression.

Caylie pursed her lips and shifted her gaze between Jovan and the parcel. “B-But I only ordered this on behalf of Ms. Griffith…”

Jovan, who was on his way back to the mansion, paused in his tracks when he heard that. He then turned around and held his hand out. “Give me the parcel.”

“Just so you know, everything inside was chosen by Ms. Griffith herself,” Caylie said while handing the parcel over to him.

She had a worried look in her eyes as she watched Jovan enter the mansion with the parcel.

Meanwhile, at the Faymon residence, Curtis had been working from home for the past two days.

He did it in order to be with Rayna as much as possible.

As Curtis had chosen to work in the study, Rayna decided to sit there all day so she could keep him company while he worked.

The nanny would bring the three babies over from time to time so that Rayna could interact and bond with them.

Unfortunately, Rayna couldn’t spend too much time with each child as she had yet to regain her vision. By spending an hour with each child, the entire morning went by before she even realized it.

Every now and then, Curtis would look up from his desk and watch Rayna play with the kids.

Having signed the last document at hand, Curtis put the folder aside and shut his computer down. “We have another thirty minutes before lunchtime. Would you like to go out for a walk?” he asked while making his way toward her.

As Curtis would wake up very early in the morning to do his work, he tried to be quiet about it to avoid waking Rayna up. To his surprise, however, she woke up immediately after he did and followed him into the study.

“Mm, okay.” Rayna nodded and handed Xareni over to the nanny, who then left the study to give the lovely couple some privacy.

Alfred had just returned to the house from the courtyard when he saw the two of them coming downstairs. He then waved at the butler and told him to leave.

Noticing Alfred standing in the middle of the living room with a solemn look on his face, Curtis whispered into Rayna’s ear, “Go wait for me on the couch.”

“Okay,” Rayna replied with a nod. Curtis then helped her to the couch and sat her down. She looked rather demure as she placed her hands on her lap and waited patiently for Curtis to return.

Alfred shot them a glance before motioning for Curtis to follow him. The two made their way to a quiet corner on the first floor and made sure no one else was around.

“What is it, Grandpa? Did you manage to find something?” Curtis asked when he saw the frown on Alfred’s face. He figured Alfred had probably gotten a lead on the Burke family.

Alfred shot Rayna a glance from upstairs before whispering into Curtis’ ear, “I’m afraid I have some bad news. I just received word that the Burke family’s descendants may no longer be alive.”

The look in Curtis’ eyes grew cold when he heard that. “Are you sure we can trust that information?” he asked after a brief pause.

Alfred’s expression was incredibly gloomy as he replied, “Based on the information we have at hand, I’d say it seems trustworthy enough. If the Burke family no longer exists, then Feston will be our only hope. Of course, it would be best if we could find that person in Yartran, just to be safe.”

“I have thought about searching for that person in Yartran as well. However, given Rayna’s condition, I would prefer to wait until she has completed her treatment. The medical team from Granatano will be arriving tomorrow morning,” Curtis said honestly.

Alfred nodded and let out a sigh. “Yeah, I suppose that’s for the better. Don’t tell Rayna about the parasite in her body just yet, though. We don’t want her to get emotional as it might affect the parasite.”

“Okay.” Curtis didn’t want Rayna to spend every day in fear and anxiety, so he never planned on telling Rayna about the parasite to begin with.

The housekeepers soon served up the dishes they had prepared for lunch. Rayna’s stomach growled when she smelled the fragrant aroma of the food.

“You must be really hungry, huh? I could hear your stomach growling from a mile away,” Curtis said teasingly as he walked up to her.

Rayna burned bright red and twiddled her fingers shyly. Curtis stepped forward and held her hand as he said, “Come on, let’s go have lunch.”

After sitting her down at the dining table, Curtis helped top her bowl up with food. While it was easy for Rayna to eat the vegetables, she struggled when it came to fish and prawns. As such, Curtis had to help get rid of the bones and peel the prawns.

Fortunately for him, the housekeepers had deliberately chosen fish with little to no bones while shopping for groceries, so Curtis had a much easier time preparing them for Rayna.

Halfway through the meal, Rayna put her utensils down and patted Curtis on the hand. “All right, that’s enough. I’ll just stick to the vegetables from here on. You don’t have to keep feeding me.”

Curtis had just peeled some crab meat and put them into a bowl when he heard that. He then glanced at her plate, which was still filled with fish and prawns, as he said, “Okay. I’ll start eating after I get this crab meat onto your plate.”

“That’s quite enough meat for me,” Rayna replied. Fearing that he would ignore her, she put her utensils aside and stopped eating altogether.

Curtis knew she was doing so to stop him from topping her plate up. He let out a helpless chuckle as he dumped the crab meat onto her plate and moved her hands toward it.

“I’ll only start eating when you do,” Rayna insisted while placing her hands on her lap. Despite not being able to see anything, she was staring at him as though she could see him just fine.

Alfred’s lips curled into a satisfied smile when he saw how lovey-dovey they were. “You two should hurry up and eat before the food gets cold.”

Realizing that he was trying to help defuse the awkward tension, Curtis let out a helpless sigh and carried on eating.

Rayna, too, continued eating when she heard the clinking of his utensils.

Just like that, the three of them had a wonderful lunch at the Faymon residence that afternoon.

 

 

Chapter 645

The next day began with a drizzle and gloomy weather.

Curtis was puffing away on a cigarette in the corridor outside an examination room.

Theodore, James, Roxanne, Jasmine, and Kristie were waiting patiently on the benches next to him.

Roxanne wrapped her arms around Jasmine’s and asked worriedly, “How much longer is this going to take?”

Jasmine knew she was worried, so she tried to comfort her by saying, “I’m sure it’ll just take a little while longer.”

James leaned against the wall with his arms crossed as he stared at the door of the examination room.

About thirty minutes later, the door to the examination room was opened from the inside. Curtis quickly tossed his cigarette into a nearby trash can and made his way over to the door. He was just about to enter the room when the medical staff wheeled Rayna out on a bed.

“Rayna!” Curtis called out to her while reaching out to hold her hand. Rayna opened her eyes and said, “The doctor told me that I don’t need to undergo surgery.”

She had a relieved smile on her face as she continued, “I just need some conservative treatment!”

Curtis then turned toward the doctor and asked, “Dr. Galopin, how is my wife doing?”

Harvey Galopin took his mask off and flashed them a reassuring gaze as he said, “Mrs. Faymon’s condition is not worsening. Based on our current observations, it’s looking a little better than the

pictures you provided us with. In my opinion, we can stick to treating her with medication and keeping her in a calm state of mind. Staying calm will help her body recover even faster.”

“That’s great! Did you hear that, Rayna? The doctor said you’re recovering really well! I’ll tell Mom the good news so she can rest easy!” Roxanne exclaimed excitedly while giving Rayna’s hand a squeeze.

“Yeah.” A tear of joy flowed down Rayna’s cheek. Curtis reached out to wipe it for her.

Harvey smiled at the heartwarming sight in front of him before putting his mask back on and walking off.

Roxanne, Linda, and the rest of the Faymon family were all incredibly relieved to hear that Rayna’s condition wasn’t worsening.

In order to facilitate Rayna’s treatment, Curtis made the accommodation arrangements for the medical team to stay in Norwal City. They would only be allowed to leave after Rayna had regained her eyesight.

A young man in his mid-twenties walked up to a middle-aged man in a white coat and asked, “What if Mrs. Faymon doesn’t regain her eyesight, Dr. Galopin? Mr. Faymon initially told us to stay here for a few months to examine his wife and formulate a treatment plan. How could he just change his demands on the fly like that? This is unfair! Does he think he can order us around just because he’s rich?”

“Watch your mouth, Lucas! You’ll get us all in trouble!” said a young woman from behind. Lucas Bale turned around and saw Camilla Lockhart, who also had on a white coat, enter the office.

Camilla glanced at the corridor outside before walking up to Lucas. “We’re in Norwal City, Chanaea. This is the Faymon family’s territory. None of us are going to make it back to our country if they hear you say that.”

Lucas swallowed nervously and shifted his gaze toward Harvey as he asked, “Why did you accept this case, Dr. Galopin?”

“I have my reasons. If you guys don’t want to stay here, I can file a request for your return.” Harvey turned around and stared at them as he continued, “It was my intention to remain in Norwal City, to begin with.”

Lucas’ eyes went wide with shock when he heard that. He then glanced at Camilla, who also had a solemn expression, and asked, “You too?”

Camilla simply shot him a cold glare in response, prompting Lucas to shut his mouth.

“Whatever your reasons are for staying in Norwal City, I’ll stay with you till the end, Harvey,” Camilla said while fixating her scorching gaze on him.

Harvey simply shot her a glance before hanging his white coat on the rack. “If you two have so much free time on your hands, then use it to brainstorm for a faster way to remove the blood clot in Mrs. Faymon’s brain.”

Camilla and Lucas exchanged glances upon hearing that. She then shrugged helplessly and walked out of the office, leaving Lucas and Harvey inside.

Lucas ran toward the door and called out to Camilla, “Hey, Camilla! Where are you going?”

Camilla pulled one of her hands out of her pockets and waved at him as she replied, “I’m going to grab a bite.”

Lucas quickly ran after her. “I’ll go too! Wait for me!”

Harvey Galopin’s lips curled into a faint smile as he glanced at the house that Faymon Group had arranged for him to stay in during his time in Chanaea. He then retrieved an emerald pendant from his

pocket and gently caressed it.

Curtis carried Rayna out of the hospital as soon as she was done with her examinations. “Robin will help collect the medicine, so we can head on back.”

“Okay,” Rayna replied with a nod.

She could clearly tell from Curtis’ tone of voice that he was afraid of her staying in the hospital.

Rayna wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face in his chest. “Curtis,” she called out to him in a soft and feminine voice.

Curtis tensed up instantly and lowered his gaze as he asked, “What is it?”

There was a hint of melancholy in Rayna’s voice as she said, “I was wondering what I would do if I couldn’t remember our past.”

She could tell from the way Curtis treated her that they really were a married couple.

However, she felt as though she didn’t love him all that much.

That led her to question how they even got married in the first place.

Curtis had just walked out of the hospital when Robin brought the car around after collecting the medicine. He quickly got out of the car and helped open the door for them.

“It’s fine if you can’t recall it. I’ll just court you all over again. I’ve never tried courting someone after marrying them, so this will be a new experience for me as well,” Curtis replied as he set her down in the back seat.

Rayna felt her heart racing when she heard how calmly and smoothly he said that.

“Curtis—” Rayna called out to him again, but Curtis cut her off by saying, “Call me ‘Darling.’“

Having been caught off guard, Rayna paused for a moment before burning bright red. Even so, she still did as told and said, “Darling.”

Hearing her use such an affectionate form of address filled Curtis’ heart with warmth. His eyes reddened a little as he had been waiting a really long time for this day.

 

 

 

Chapter 645

The next dey begen with e drizzle end gloomy weether.

Curtis wes puffing ewey on e cigerette in the corridor outside en exeminetion room.

Theodore, Jemes, Roxenne, Jesmine, end Kristie were weiting petiently on the benches next to him.

Roxenne wrepped her erms eround Jesmine's end esked worriedly, “How much longer is this going to teke?”

Jesmine knew she wes worried, so she tried to comfort her by seying, “I'm sure it'll just teke e little while longer.”

Jemes leened egeinst the well with his erms crossed es he stered et the door of the exeminetion room.

About thirty minutes leter, the door to the exeminetion room wes opened from the inside. Curtis quickly tossed his cigerette into e neerby tresh cen end mede his wey over to the door. He wes just ebout to enter the room when the medicel steff wheeled Reyne out on e bed.

“Reyne!” Curtis celled out to her while reeching out to hold her hend. Reyne opened her eyes end seid, “The doctor told me thet I don't need to undergo surgery.”

She hed e relieved smile on her fece es she continued, “I just need some conservetive treetment!”

Curtis then turned towerd the doctor end esked, “Dr. Gelopin, how is my wife doing?”

Hervey Gelopin took his mesk off end fleshed them e reessuring geze es he seid, “Mrs. Feymon's

condition is not worsening. Besed on our current observetions, it's looking e little better then the pictures you provided us with. In my opinion, we cen stick to treeting her with medicetion end keeping her in e celm stete of mind. Steying celm will help her body recover even fester.”

“Thet's greet! Did you heer thet, Reyne? The doctor seid you're recovering reelly well! I'll tell Mom the good news so she cen rest eesy!” Roxenne excleimed excitedly while giving Reyne's hend e squeeze.

“Yeeh.” A teer of joy flowed down Reyne's cheek. Curtis reeched out to wipe it for her.

Hervey smiled et the heertwerming sight in front of him before putting his mesk beck on end welking off.

Roxenne, Linde, end the rest of the Feymon femily were ell incredibly relieved to heer thet Reyne's condition wesn't worsening.

In order to fecilitete Reyne's treetment, Curtis mede the eccommodetion errengements for the medicel teem to stey in Norwel City. They would only be ellowed to leeve efter Reyne hed regeined her eyesight.

A young men in his mid-twenties welked up to e middle-eged men in e white coet end esked, “Whet if Mrs. Feymon doesn't regein her eyesight, Dr. Gelopin? Mr. Feymon initielly told us to stey here for e few months to exemine his wife end formulete e treetment plen. How could he just chenge his demends on the fly like thet? This is unfeir! Does he think he cen order us eround just beceuse he's rich?”

“Wetch your mouth, Luces! You'll get us ell in trouble!” seid e young women from behind. Luces Bele turned eround end sew Cemille Lockhert, who elso hed on e white coet, enter the office.

Cemille glenced et the corridor outside before welking up to Luces. “We're in Norwel City, Cheneee. This is the Feymon femily's territory. None of us ere going to meke it beck to our country if they heer you sey thet.”

Luces swellowed nervously end shifted his geze towerd Hervey es he esked, “Why did you eccept this cese, Dr. Gelopin?”

“I heve my reesons. If you guys don't went to stey here, I cen file e request for your return.” Hervey turned eround end stered et them es he continued, “It wes my intention to remein in Norwel City, to begin with.”

Luces' eyes went wide with shock when he heerd thet. He then glenced et Cemille, who elso hed e solemn expression, end esked, “You too?”

Cemille simply shot him e cold glere in response, prompting Luces to shut his mouth.

“Whetever your reesons ere for steying in Norwel City, I'll stey with you till the end, Hervey,” Cemille seid while fixeting her scorching geze on him.

Hervey simply shot her e glence before henging his white coet on the reck. “If you two heve so much free time on your hends, then use it to breinstorm for e fester wey to remove the blood clot in Mrs. Feymon's brein.”

Cemille end Luces exchenged glences upon heering thet. She then shrugged helplessly end welked out of the office, leeving Luces end Hervey inside.

Luces ren towerd the door end celled out to Cemille, “Hey, Cemille! Where ere you going?”

Cemille pulled one of her hends out of her pockets end weved et him es she replied, “I'm going to greb e bite.”

Luces quickly ren efter her. “I'll go too! Weit for me!”

Hervey Gelopin's lips curled into e feint smile es he glenced et the house thet Feymon Group hed errenged for him to stey in during his time in Cheneee. He then retrieved en emereld pendent from his pocket end gently ceressed it.

Curtis cerried Reyne out of the hospitel es soon es she wes done with her exeminetions. “Robin will help collect the medicine, so we cen heed on beck.”

“Okey,” Reyne replied with e nod.

She could cleerly tell from Curtis' tone of voice thet he wes efreid of her steying in the hospitel.

Reyne wrepped her erms eround his neck end buried her fece in his chest. “Curtis,” she celled out to him in e soft end feminine voice.

Curtis tensed up instently end lowered his geze es he esked, “Whet is it?”

There wes e hint of melencholy in Reyne's voice es she seid, “I wes wondering whet I would do if I couldn't remember our pest.”

She could tell from the wey Curtis treeted her thet they reelly were e merried couple.

However, she felt es though she didn't love him ell thet much.

Thet led her to question how they even got merried in the first plece.

Curtis hed just welked out of the hospitel when Robin brought the cer eround efter collecting the medicine. He quickly got out of the cer end helped open the door for them.

“It's fine if you cen't recell it. I'll just court you ell over egein. I've never tried courting someone efter merrying them, so this will be e new experience for me es well,” Curtis replied es he set her down in the beck seet.

Reyne felt her heert recing when she heerd how celmly end smoothly he seid thet.

“Curtis—” Reyne celled out to him egein, but Curtis cut her off by seying, “Cell me 'Derling.'“

Heving been ceught off guerd, Reyne peused for e moment before burning bright red. Even so, she still did es told end seid, “Derling.”

Heering her use such en effectionete form of eddress filled Curtis' heert with wermth. His eyes reddened e little es he hed been weiting e reelly long time for this dey.

The next doy begon with o drizzle ond gloomy weother.

Curtis wos puffing owoy on o cigorette in the corridor outside on exominotion room.

Theodore, Jomes, Roxonne, Josmine, ond Kristie were woiting potiently on the benches next to him.

Roxonne wropped her orms oround Josmine's ond osked worriedly, “How much longer is this going to toke?”

Josmine knew she wos worried, so she tried to comfort her by soying, “I'm sure it'll just toke o little while longer.”

Jomes leoned ogoinst the woll with his orms crossed os he stored ot the door of the exominotion room.

About thirty minutes loter, the door to the exominotion room wos opened from the inside. Curtis quickly tossed his cigorette into o neorby trosh con ond mode his woy over to the door. He wos just obout to enter the room when the medicol stoff wheeled Royno out on o bed.

“Royno!” Curtis colled out to her while reoching out to hold her hond. Royno opened her eyes ond soid, “The doctor told me thot I don't need to undergo surgery.”

She hod o relieved smile on her foce os she continued, “I just need some conservotive treotment!”

Curtis then turned toword the doctor ond osked, “Dr. Golopin, how is my wife doing?”

Horvey Golopin took his mosk off ond floshed them o reossuring goze os he soid, “Mrs. Foymon's condition is not worsening. Bosed on our current observotions, it's looking o little better thon the pictures you provided us with. In my opinion, we con stick to treoting her with medicotion ond keeping her in o colm stote of mind. Stoying colm will help her body recover even foster.”

“Thot's greot! Did you heor thot, Royno? The doctor soid you're recovering reolly well! I'll tell Mom the good news so she con rest eosy!” Roxonne excloimed excitedly while giving Royno's hond o squeeze.

“Yeoh.” A teor of joy flowed down Royno's cheek. Curtis reoched out to wipe it for her.

Horvey smiled ot the heortworming sight in front of him before putting his mosk bock on ond wolking off.

Roxonne, Lindo, ond the rest of the Foymon fomily were oll incredibly relieved to heor thot Royno's condition wosn't worsening.

In order to focilitote Royno's treotment, Curtis mode the occommodotion orrongements for the medicol teom to stoy in Norwol City. They would only be ollowed to leove ofter Royno hod regoined her eyesight.

A young mon in his mid-twenties wolked up to o middle-oged mon in o white coot ond osked, “Whot if Mrs. Foymon doesn't regoin her eyesight, Dr. Golopin? Mr. Foymon initiolly told us to stoy here for o few months to exomine his wife ond formulote o treotment plon. How could he just chonge his demonds on the fly like thot? This is unfoir! Does he think he con order us oround just becouse he's rich?”

“Wotch your mouth, Lucos! You'll get us oll in trouble!” soid o young womon from behind. Lucos Bole turned oround ond sow Comillo Lockhort, who olso hod on o white coot, enter the office.

Comillo glonced ot the corridor outside before wolking up to Lucos. “We're in Norwol City, Chonoeo. This is the Foymon fomily's territory. None of us ore going to moke it bock to our country if they heor you soy thot.”

Lucos swollowed nervously ond shifted his goze toword Horvey os he osked, “Why did you occept this

cose, Dr. Golopin?”

“I hove my reosons. If you guys don't wont to stoy here, I con file o request for your return.” Horvey turned oround ond stored ot them os he continued, “It wos my intention to remoin in Norwol City, to begin with.”

Lucos' eyes went wide with shock when he heord thot. He then glonced ot Comillo, who olso hod o solemn expression, ond osked, “You too?”

Comillo simply shot him o cold glore in response, prompting Lucos to shut his mouth.

“Whotever your reosons ore for stoying in Norwol City, I'll stoy with you till the end, Horvey,” Comillo soid while fixoting her scorching goze on him.

Horvey simply shot her o glonce before honging his white coot on the rock. “If you two hove so much free time on your honds, then use it to broinstorm for o foster woy to remove the blood clot in Mrs. Foymon's broin.”

Comillo ond Lucos exchonged glonces upon heoring thot. She then shrugged helplessly ond wolked out of the office, leoving Lucos ond Horvey inside.

Lucos ron toword the door ond colled out to Comillo, “Hey, Comillo! Where ore you going?”

Comillo pulled one of her honds out of her pockets ond woved ot him os she replied, “I'm going to grob o bite.”

Lucos quickly ron ofter her. “I'll go too! Woit for me!”

Horvey Golopin's lips curled into o foint smile os he glonced ot the house thot Foymon Group hod orronged for him to stoy in during his time in Chonoeo. He then retrieved on emerold pendont from his pocket ond gently coressed it.

Curtis corried Royno out of the hospitol os soon os she wos done with her exominotions. “Robin will help collect the medicine, so we con heod on bock.”

“Okoy,” Royno replied with o nod.

She could cleorly tell from Curtis' tone of voice thot he wos ofroid of her stoying in the hospitol.

Royno wropped her orms oround his neck ond buried her foce in his chest. “Curtis,” she colled out to him in o soft ond feminine voice.

Curtis tensed up instontly ond lowered his goze os he osked, “Whot is it?”

There wos o hint of meloncholy in Royno's voice os she soid, “I wos wondering whot I would do if I couldn't remember our post.”

She could tell from the woy Curtis treoted her thot they reolly were o morried couple.

However, she felt os though she didn't love him oll thot much.

Thot led her to question how they even got morried in the first ploce.

Curtis hod just wolked out of the hospitol when Robin brought the cor oround ofter collecting the

medicine. He quickly got out of the cor ond helped open the door for them.

“It's fine if you con't recoll it. I'll just court you oll over ogoin. I've never tried courting someone ofter morrying them, so this will be o new experience for me os well,” Curtis replied os he set her down in the bock seot.

Royno felt her heort rocing when she heord how colmly ond smoothly he soid thot.

“Curtis—” Royno colled out to him ogoin, but Curtis cut her off by soying, “Coll me 'Dorling.'“

Hoving been cought off guord, Royno poused for o moment before burning bright red. Even so, she still did os told ond soid, “Dorling.”

Heoring her use such on offectionote form of oddress filled Curtis' heort with wormth. His eyes reddened o little os he hod been woiting o reolly long time for this doy.

The next day began with a drizzle and gloomy weather.

Curtis was puffing away on a cigarette in the corridor outside an examination room.

Theodore, James, Roxanne, Jasmine, and Kristie were waiting patiently on the benches next to him.

Roxanne wrapped her arms around Jasmine's and asked worriedly, “How much longer is this going to take?”

Jasmine knew she was worried, so she tried to comfort her by saying, “I'm sure it'll just take a little while longer.”

James leaned against the wall with his arms crossed as he stared at the door of the examination room.

About thirty minutes later, the door to the examination room was opened from the inside. Curtis quickly tossed his cigarette into a nearby trash can and made his way over to the door. He was just about to enter the room when the medical staff wheeled Rayna out on a bed.

“Rayna!” Curtis called out to her while reaching out to hold her hand. Rayna opened her eyes and said, “The doctor told me that I don't need to undergo surgery.”

She had a relieved smile on her face as she continued, “I just need some conservative treatment!”

Curtis then turned toward the doctor and asked, “Dr. Galopin, how is my wife doing?”

Harvey Galopin took his mask off and flashed them a reassuring gaze as he said, “Mrs. Faymon's condition is not worsening. Based on our current observations, it's looking a little better than the pictures you provided us with. In my opinion, we can stick to treating her with medication and keeping her in a calm state of mind. Staying calm will help her body recover even faster.”

“That's great! Did you hear that, Rayna? The doctor said you're recovering really well! I'll tell Mom the good news so she can rest easy!” Roxanne exclaimed excitedly while giving Rayna's hand a squeeze.

“Yeah.” A tear of joy flowed down Rayna's cheek. Curtis reached out to wipe it for her.

Harvey smiled at the heartwarming sight in front of him before putting his mask back on and walking off.

Roxanne, Linda, and the rest of the Faymon family were all incredibly relieved to hear that Rayna's condition wasn't worsening.

In order to facilitate Rayna's treatment, Curtis made the accommodation arrangements for the medical team to stay in Norwal City. They would only be allowed to leave after Rayna had regained her eyesight.

A young man in his mid-twenties walked up to a middle-aged man in a white coat and asked, “What if Mrs. Faymon doesn't regain her eyesight, Dr. Galopin? Mr. Faymon initially told us to stay here for a few months to examine his wife and formulate a treatment plan. How could he just change his demands on the fly like that? This is unfair! Does he think he can order us around just because he's rich?”

“Watch your mouth, Lucas! You'll get us all in trouble!” said a young woman from behind. Lucas Bale turned around and saw Camilla Lockhart, who also had on a white coat, enter the office.

Camilla glanced at the corridor outside before walking up to Lucas. “We're in Norwal City, Chanaea. This is the Faymon family's territory. None of us are going to make it back to our country if they hear you say that.”

Lucas swallowed nervously and shifted his gaze toward Harvey as he asked, “Why did you accept this case, Dr. Galopin?”

“I have my reasons. If you guys don't want to stay here, I can file a request for your return.” Harvey turned around and stared at them as he continued, “It was my intention to remain in Norwal City, to begin with.”

Lucas' eyes went wide with shock when he heard that. He then glanced at Camilla, who also had a solemn expression, and asked, “You too?”

Camilla simply shot him a cold glare in response, prompting Lucas to shut his mouth.

“Whatever your reasons are for staying in Norwal City, I'll stay with you till the end, Harvey,” Camilla said while fixating her scorching gaze on him.

Harvey simply shot her a glance before hanging his white coat on the rack. “If you two have so much free time on your hands, then use it to brainstorm for a faster way to remove the blood clot in Mrs. Faymon's brain.”

Camilla and Lucas exchanged glances upon hearing that. She then shrugged helplessly and walked out of the office, leaving Lucas and Harvey inside.

Lucas ran toward the door and called out to Camilla, “Hey, Camilla! Where are you going?”

Camilla pulled one of her hands out of her pockets and waved at him as she replied, “I'm going to grab a bite.”

Lucas quickly ran after her. “I'll go too! Wait for me!”

Harvey Galopin's lips curled into a faint smile as he glanced at the house that Faymon Group had arranged for him to stay in during his time in Chanaea. He then retrieved an emerald pendant from his pocket and gently caressed it.

Curtis carried Rayna out of the hospital as soon as she was done with her examinations. “Robin will

help collect the medicine, so we can head on back.”

“Okay,” Rayna replied with a nod.

She could clearly tell from Curtis' tone of voice that he was afraid of her staying in the hospital.

Rayna wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face in his chest. “Curtis,” she called out to him in a soft and feminine voice.

Curtis tensed up instantly and lowered his gaze as he asked, “What is it?”

There was a hint of melancholy in Rayna's voice as she said, “I was wondering what I would do if I couldn't remember our past.”

She could tell from the way Curtis treated her that they really were a married couple.

However, she felt as though she didn't love him all that much.

That led her to question how they even got married in the first place.

Curtis had just walked out of the hospital when Robin brought the car around after collecting the medicine. He quickly got out of the car and helped open the door for them.

“It's fine if you can't recall it. I'll just court you all over again. I've never tried courting someone after marrying them, so this will be a new experience for me as well,” Curtis replied as he set her down in the back seat.

Rayna felt her heart racing when she heard how calmly and smoothly he said that.

“Curtis—” Rayna called out to him again, but Curtis cut her off by saying, “Call me 'Darling.'“

Having been caught off guard, Rayna paused for a moment before burning bright red. Even so, she still did as told and said, “Darling.”

Hearing her use such an affectionate form of address filled Curtis' heart with warmth. His eyes reddened a little as he had been waiting a really long time for this day.

 

Chapter 646

Before Rayna lost her memories, she used to address Curtis as “Darling” frequently.

After she lost her memories, however, Curtis noticed that Rayna had grown wary of him. In fact, she hadn't addressed him so ever since she returned.

At night, when they were both in the same bed. Curtis would habitually want to hug her to sleep. However, Rayna would somewhat intentionally avoid him. Although he would still end up hugging her in the end, he still minded her behavioral changes. If I hadn't had so many people testifying for me, she wouldn't have believed that we were legally married.

“By the way, I heard a conversation you had with Grandpa in the study by accident last night. It was regarding a project in Yartran that might go south. What does that mean?” Rayna tried to talk about something else to ease the slightly amorous atmosphere between them.

Curtis, who was getting intimate with Rayna. stopped what he was doing when he heard that. He looked at her in shock and asked, “You heard that?”

“Yes.” Rayna nodded. “When I got up, you weren't next to me. I-I went out to look for you. I didn't mean to eavesdrop,” she explained.

Habits were a funny thing. At first, she was uncomfortable sleeping next to Curtis. After some time, she gradually got used to it.

The night before, she woke up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom. That was when she realized Curtis wasn't in bed. However, the warmth she felt on the sheet on liis side of the bed was present. That showed he had only gotten out of bed moments before she woke up.

She then called out to him in the bedroom, but she didn't get any response. Hence, she got out of bed on her own to go to the bathroom. Yet, she couldn't see, and she was afraid that she would embarrass herself if anything happened while she was alone. Holding that thought, she went out to look for him.

To her surprise, she heard the conversation between Curtis and Alfred.

“Prior to this, Faymon Group made a bid for a real estate project in Yartran. Before you got into the accident, something happened to the project, and it's still not sorted out,” Curtis answered truthfully. This time around. I'm not going to hide it from Rayna. I don't want anything to happen to her because of the concern she has for me.

After a momentary hesitation. Rayna asked, “Is it a tricky situation?”

“Not really. It's just that we aren't sure about some tilings, so we don't know how to act,” Curtis answered and soon noticed something. “Could it be that you have some pointers for me, Rayna?”

“No.” Rayna shook her head and recalled the past events in Yartran. “You said Faymon Group has a project in Yartran, right? I was originally there before you brought me back. Could it be that these two incidences are related?”

Curtis came to a realization the moment he heard those words. With a smile on liis face, he lowered liis head to kiss Rayna's forehead. “Good job. Rayna! Your reminder came just in time.”

Before that, Curtis was too focused on locating Rayna. Upon finding her, he was then busy looking for medical teams to treat Rayna's eyes. While I was busy doing all those tilings, an obvious factor slipped my mind! These two events happened in Yartran. Could that be a coincidence, or is someone behind it? If someone's pulling the strings behind the scene, who could it be? What's that person's motive? I need to investigate this thoroughly.

The car slowly came to a halt in the Faymon residence. By then, the drizzle had stopped.

Wlien Curtis was carrying Rayna out of the car, he saw a suited middle-aged man standing in front of the fountain in the courtyard with liis hands behind his back. At that moment, Alfred was standing next to that middle-aged man.

Seeing that Curtis and Rayna were back, Alfred approached them and glanced at Rayna. who was in Curtis' anus. “You guys are back. Bring your wife in before coming over for a bit.”

“Sure.” Curtis turned his head in the direction that Alfred was looking. There, he saw a few men in military outfits standing around the middle-aged man. A frow soon appeared on Curtis' face, but he managed to conceal it and appear calm.

Upon hearing that, Rayna patted Curtis' shoulder lightly and asked. “Is there something you guys need to talk about?”

“Don't worry, Rayna. Curtis isn't needed right now, so he can bring you up first. It's not a big deal.” Alfred patted Rayna's shoulder to comfort her after seeing her expression, which looked as if she was guilty for interrupting a discussion the men were going to have.

Curtis put Rayna in bed in the bedroom and pulled the blanket over her. He wanted to talk to her for a while, but she urged, “Go to Grandpa, okay? The housekeepers are here, so I'll be fine.”

“I'll come back to you after that.” Curtis leaned down to kiss her cheek. Wlien he did that, he noticed that her ears turned red. Right away, he was aroused.

It had been more than two weeks since Rayna returned from Yartran. but they still hadn't had sex yet.

Although Rayna didn't say it out loud. Curtis knew she was still guarding herself against him. Hence, he didn't want to force her.

Curtis was still relatively young and full of vigor. It was only natural for him to want to be intimate with his wife. However, tilings hadn't been happening due to Rayna's loss of memories and eyesight.

While caressing her cheek with liis fingers, the kiss that initially landed on her cheek slowly made its way toward her lips.

By the time Rayna realized what was happening, Curtis was already kissing her on the lips. She subconsciously raised her hand to push him away, but he immediately grabbed it.

Curtis' kiss started out soft before it became intense, and Rayna could clearly hear liis breathing quicken.

“Curtis... Curtis...” Obviously. Rayna knew that if she were to let Curtis have liis way, he would be in bed with her for the next hour or so. “Curtis, Grandpa is waiting for you.”

Needless to say, Curtis remembered Alfred was still waiting for him. However, he didn't stop kissing her when she reminded him of that. Instead, he only let go of her reluctantly after he had satisfied liis craving. Wlien he saw that Rayna was blushing after he was done, liis lips curled into a satisfied smile. Shortly after, he bent down once more to kiss her. This time around. Rayna reacted quickly enough and pressed her fingers against liis lips. “You... You should sort out serious matters first.”

Cheeks flushed, Rayna was slightly short of breath when she uttered gently, “There were other people with Grandpa just now, right? I think they want to talk to you about something important. You better not keep them waiting.”

Curtis raised his brow slightly when he heard that. “How did you know there were other people around?”

“The atmosphere was different.” Rayna composed her breathing and continued, “The moment I got out of the car, I could hear people moving about in the courtyard. Unlike the usual case, those footsteps

didn't sound heavy or urgent. In fact, it sounded like those people deliberately lightened then footsteps.”

Curtis smiled in response. “Go on.”

 

 

Chapter 647

Rayna recalled what she heard when she exited the car and said, “Normally, the housekeepers are walking around and talking in the courtyard as they clean. Today. I didn't hear any housekeeper talking. Instead. I could tell that there were a few men in the courtyard with leather shoes on.”

Suddenly. Rayna seemed to have realized something. She reached out to hold Curtis' hand and asked. "Did something happen?”

“No. Nothing happened.” Curtis turned his palm around and held her wrist. "Those were just Grandpa's friends, and they came to catch up with him.”

“Is that so? Are you lying to me just because I can't see?” Rayna wasn't convinced. “I don't like it when people lie to me,” she reminded.

“I'm not lying to you.” Curtis tapped the tip of her nose and placed her palm on his lips. After kissing her palm, he said, “I'll go now. Once I'm done, I'll be back to keep you company.”

“Okay.” Rayna nodded. “On your way out. could you get the nanny to bring the kids here? I would like to spend some time with them.”

“Sure.” Curtis took advantage of her trance to lean forward to kiss her forehead before he spun on liis heels and left the bedroom.

When he arrived at the door to the bedroom, he saw the nanny lingering outside the room with Xareni in her aims. “Bring the kids in for Mis. Faymon,” he instructed.

“Yes, sir.” The nanny immediately heaved a sigh of relief inwardly when she looked into the room and saw Rayna sitting on the bed with all her clothes on.

After exiting the bedroom. Curtis bumped into the butler. When the butler saw that Curtis was about to walk down the stairs, he said, “Mi Faymon. Old Mr. Faymon and Commander Clark are on the rooftop.”

Hearing that, Curtis turned around and went upstairs.

The moment he arrived on the rooftop, he saw Alfred and Kelvin Clark sitting under the shade and having a conversation over coffee.

“You're here!” Kelvin noticed Curtis walking toward them and waved at him. “Before this, my secretary told me you have a family of your own now. I couldn't believe it at first! Who would've known that it's true?”

Curtis walked to Alfred's side and pulled a chair for himself to sit opposite Kelvin. “It has been a while, Mr. Clark.”

“Indeed.” Kelvin took a sip of his coffee and flashed a warm smile. “Old Mr. Faymon told me your wife gave you triplets.”

“Yes. That's right,” Curtis replied with a smile. “It's all thanks to my wife.”

Kelvin and Alfred exchanged glances and smiled when they heard that.

Kelvin then moved his fingers back and forth on the edge of the cup and thought about the woman Curtis carried out of the car. “Could your wife be the woman you were carrying just now?”

“Yes, that's my wife.” Although Curtis appeared calm, he was gio wing wary of Kelvin.

For Curtis, Rayna and his children were his Achilles heel. If someone were to use them against him, he would have no choice but to yield.

Alfred, who was sitting next to Curtis, shot Curtis a glance from the comer of his eyes and noticed the icy glint in Curtis' eyes. Therefore, he pointed at the fruit platter on the table and said to Kelvin, “Have some fruits! These are all freshly picked.”

Kelvin shifted his gaze toward the fruit platter on the table and beamed. “Are these fruits from Windswept Orchard?”

“Yes! You remember!” Alfred's smile grew7 wilder. “Back then, you recommended me to buy that piece of land. At first, I wanted to develop it into a business district. Who would've thought that it would end up becoming an orchard?”

“That's making use of what you've been given. Not bad,” Kelvin commented.

For some reason, the smile on Alfred's face gradually faded after those words fell. He then looked at Kelvin calmly and said, “A couple of days ago. I was w atching the television, and I saw Bryan getting promoted.”

“Yes. He's been lucky.” Kelvin smiled faintly when Alfred mentioned his only son. Bryan Clark. After that, Kelvin shifted his gaze toward Curtis and said. “Bryan is only a few years older than you.”

Upon hearing that, Curtis raised his brows and looked at Alfred. Bryan? Biyan Clark? That name sounds rather familiar.

Alfred saw the puzzled look on Curtis' face and said, “When you were around five, you kept following him around excitedly. Do you remember him now?”

“Oh. Yes.” Despite his words, Curtis still couldn't remember much about Biyan. “I saw him at the military parade on television a couple of days ago, but I didn't know7 he was your son, Mr. Clark.”

Although Curtis couldn't remember much about Biyan. he sure knew7 who Kelvin was. Wlien I was little, I caught him looking dazed while staring at a photo of Grandma and Grandpa on a few occasions.

Needless to say, Curtis never knew Kelvin had a son. That was why he was puzzled when he heard Alfred mentioning it.

As the three of them were drinking coffee and enjoying the fruit platter, a man in a military uniform walked up to Kelvin and whispered in his ear. Shortly after, Kelvin said. “I'm sorry, but I have matters to attend to. I should leave now; I'll visit again when I'm free.”

With that, he put liis cup on the table and rose to liis feet.

Seeing that, Alfred stood up with the support of his cane and Curtis. “I'll send you off.”

Kelvin shot Curtis a glance before nodding at Alfred. “All right.”

“It's such a rare occasion to see you here. You should stay longer.” Alfred walked Kelvin to the courtyard with Curtis' help and uttered in a sincere tone, “Wlien you come over the next time around, bring Biyan along if he's free.”

Kelvin shook and patted Alfred's hand before answering, “I will.”

Curtis supported Alfred as they stood there and watched the Lincoln limousine leave. Alfred only turned around reluctantly after the car left. “Let's go inside.”

“Grandpa, did you say Biyan is Mr. Clark's son?” Curtis was still puzzled by what he heard on the rooftop.

“Yes. His name is Biyan Clark, the major-general in Chanaea. He was adopted by Kelvin back then. Since Kelvin isn't a married man, he doesn't have a biological son. Wlien Kelvin was going home from

liis base one day, he found Biyan on the street and took him in,” Alfred explained.

“Wlien Biyan was little, he came to Noiwal City and stayed for a couple of days. Perhaps you were too young at that time, so you can't remember much of it. However, you were following Biyan around after spending half a day with him.” Alfred was reminiscing about the good old days with a pleasant smile on liis face. “Time flies by. In the blink of an eye, twenty years have passed.”

Curtis wasn't moved by those words. Instead, he was slightly annoyed by the fact that he was pestering an older boy when he was little. I was a boy myself. Why was I doing that back then?

 

 

Chapter 648

Curtis went back to the bedroom and saw Rayna surrounded by the triplets on the bed. The nanny was standing nearby because she was worried that the kids would fall off the bed.

At the same time, he saw lots of toys lying around the bed.

When Yelena saw Curtis sitting down on the side of the bed. she crawled toward him. Meanwhile. Yosef was minding liis own business while sitting in the center of the bed. Xareni. on the other hand, was sitting next to Rayna and tugging at her shirt and fingers.

“Has the guest left?” Rayna asked. Although Curtis hadn't said a single word after entering the room. Rayna could tell that someone had just entered the room, and that person was Curtis.

Yelena was yanking at the buttons on Curtis' sleeves, so he carried her and put her on liis lap before putting liis aim around her and letting her continue what she was doing.

“Yes,” Curtis answered in a deep voice.

Rayna merely hummed in acknowledgment upon hearing that. Right then, a housekeeper brought in a plate of fruits. Curtis saw that and pointed at the bedside table next to Rayna. “Leave it there.”

The housekeeper put the plate of fruits down before leaving the room quietly.

Curtis then carried Yelena to the other side of the bed. Seeing that, the nanny moved a couch nearby toward Curtis so that he could sit.

As the couple bonded with the kids, Alfred stood outside the bedroom with his cane. He smiled at the heartwanning sight in front of him before turning around to leave. The butler was right behind him.

Alfred slowly walked toward his bedroom with liis cane. “Levi, what do you think about Kelvin's visit?” While walking, he started conversing with liis butler, Levi Coman.

Levi froze momentarily, but he quickly composed himself and answered, “I think Commander Clark was just here to see you. After all, he used to stay in Northville.”

“That was more than two decades ago.” Alfred let out a sigh and looked at liis cane. A moment later, he enunciated, “Tell those in Jadeborough to keep an eye out.”

“Okay,” Levi answered before helping Alfred into liis room. After settling Alfred down on a recliner, he said. “Old Mr. Faynion. I'll get someone to make you a new’ pot of coffee.”

With that, he ordered the housekeeper to make another pot of coffee.

In the first month after returning to Norwal City from Yartran, Rayna never left the Faynion residence.

One of the reasons was that she couldn't see. Besides. Curtis wras too busy with wrork, so he didn't have time to bring her out. Therefore, she could only spend time in the Faynion residence.

In the meantime, the medical team Curtis employed from Granatano had given Rayna a conservative treatment plan to remove the blood clot in her brain. She was told to take medicine from both traditional and modem practitioners.

Milo prescribed Rayna a week's worth of modem medicine while Harvey recommended a traditional medicine practitioner that he knew; Before the traditional medicine practitioner could prescribe anything, though, he would have to check Rayna's pulse first.

Sitting at his desk, Harvey handed a note to Curtis, who was opposite him, and said, “Mr. Faynion, this is the address where the old traditional medicine practitioner lives.”

Curtis took the note and frowned w’hen he saw the address written. “Shvomliid Mountain?”

Curtis lifted his head and shot Harvey a dubious look. “Are you telling me that the old traditional medicine practitioner you told me about stays here?”

“Yes.” Han ey nodded. Upon meeting Curtis' dubious gaze. Harvey tapped on liis tablet before showing the screen to Curtis.

While pointing at the map of Norwal City, Han ey said. “Here.”

“Shvomliid Mountain is an uninhabited area! Dr. Galopin, are you sure about tliis?” Curtis put the note on the desk and uttered.

“Shvomliid Mountain is currently a protected mountain in Chanaea. If no one is allowed to go there. howr could anyone be staying there?”

“That's something that happened three years ago. Although Shvomliid Mountain is still not open to the public, the old traditional medicine practitioner isn't an ordinary person. He has been staying in Shvomliid Mountain for years now’ with the government's permission.” Harvey turned the note that Curtis had left on the table around and moved it towrard Curtis. “Since you didn't mind spending a fortune to get me to come from Granatano. I don't think you should question my professional competency.”

Curtis reached out liis hand to pick up the note. His expression remained frosty as he stared at the address. “The roads on Shvomliid Mountain aren't suitable for cars, so we would have to go there on foot...”

Not only could Rayna not see, but Shvomliid Mountain was huge. Finding an old traditional medicine practitioner on the mountain was an impossible task.

Wanting to get more information out of Harvey. Curtis asked. “Shvomliid Mountain is massive. Is the place the old traditional medicine practitioner staying at easy to find?”

“I'm sony, but I don't know7 the exact spot,” Harvey replied in a helpless tone. At the same time, he looked conflicted.

Curtis noticed the look on Han ey's face, so he raised liis eyebrow’ and questioned, “Since there are so many traditional medicine practitioners in Norwal City, wrhy must I look for one that stays on Shvomliid Mountain?”

Harvey smiled w’heii he heard those words. While adjusting liis glasses, he answered, “That's because tliis particular traditional medicine practitioner has the most effective medicines.”

“Is it because he stays on Shvomliid Mountain?” Curtis finally realized something. Shvomliid Mountain is filled with all kinds of wild herbs used in traditional medicines, and that's why it's protected by Chanaea.

“Yes.” Han ey nodded. After that, he took out a small pouch from liis draw’er and gave it to Curtis. “When you guys are on the mountain, make sure Mis. Faynion wrears this.”

Curtis was utterly baffled as he took the pouch with dandelions printed on it.

“I can't explain it to you. but you have to make sure that Mrs. Faynion is wearing tliis when you guys are on the mountain.” As soon as Haivey finished his sentence, someone came knocking on liis door.

“Who is it?” Harvey queried.

“It's me. Dr. Galopin,” Lucas replied. “Dr. Lockhart instructed me to remind you that she has taken your car.”

“Got it,” Harvey answered before looking at Curtis and sizing him up.

In response, Curtis took the note and clasped it in liis pahn before rising to his feet. “I shall leave you to your wrork, Dr. Galopin.”

With that. Curtis walked toward the door, pulled it open, and left.

Robin was sitting in the driver's seat and waiting at the entrance of the hospital. He was a little surprised to see Curtis exiting the building after just half an hour.

“Are we going back to the Faynion residence. Mr. Faynion?” Robin asked after seeing Curtis entering the car through the rearview mirror.

Curtis opened up the note and ordered, “Go to the research center.”

Robin paused for a while before he recomposed himself and drove to the research center.

Meanwhile, Rayna was walking back into the house after taking a stroll in the courtyard when a housekeeper came up to her and said, “Mis. Faynion, Mr. Faynion called to inform you that you'll be having lunch on your own. He has something to attend to and w’on't be back in time.”

Hearing that, Rayna nodded and answered, “Okay. Get on with your duties.”

With that. Rayna relied on her memory and her white cane to head straight for the staircase. When the housekeeper behind her sawr that, she quickly wrent over to provide aid.

 

 

Chapter 649

Once they arrived at the entrance of her bedroom. Rayna told the housekeeper to leave. Rayna then entered the bedroom on her own and stood inside for a long time. All of a sudden, a familiar voice rang out in her head.

“Belle.” The voice in Rayna's head sounded so real that it was as if there was a person standing next to her. “Belle, you said you would stay by my side forever. You lied.”

Rayna rubbed her temples and shut her eyes as she stood in the center of the bedroom. At that moment, she felt as though her head was going to explode.

“Belle, will you let Reni take my family name?” Jefferson's voice kept ringing in Rayna's head. “Xareni Hamilton. Her name shall be Xareni Hamilton.”

Slowly opening her eyes. Rayna called out, “Jefferson...” Shortly after, the voice in her head faded. Rayna wanted to turn around to find her way toward the bathroom. Having accidentally dropped her white cane moments prior, she didn't notice there was a coffee table next to her. Hence, she knocked into it when she was turning around. “That hints!”

Thud!

After hitting the coffee table, Rayna stumbled back a few steps and lost her balance. In the end, she fell backward and knocked her head on the armrest of the couch.

Fortunately for her, the couch was made of leather. Due to how soft it was, she didn't hurt her head.

While sitting on the rug, Rayna leaned on the couch and lifted her hand to rub her forehead. Right then, her memories came lushing back.

“Curtis... Jefferson... Julian...” Rayna supported her forehead with a hand and endured the pain that was coming from the deepest part of her brain. Although she tried to stand up a few times, her efforts were to no avail. Therefore, she had no choice but to sit on the rug and wait for her body to regulate itself.

Meanwhile, Levi waited for her in the dining room for a long time, but he still didn't see her. Worried, he glanced at Alfred and said, “Old Mr. Faymon, could it be that something bad has happened to Mis. Faymon?”

After all, Rayna's eyesight hadn't recovered yet, so she was bound to have trouble moving around on her own.

Hearing that, Alfred instructed, “Get the housekeepers to go upstairs and check on her. We can't let anything bad happen to her.”

“Okay,” Levi responded before leaving the dining room and bringing two housekeepers upstairs.

“Are you inside, Mis. Faymon?” Levi asked from outside the bedroom.

Rayna heard him. Massaging her temples, she replied, “I'm all right. Please tell Grandpa to go ahead without me.”

Rayna knew she looked extremely pale at that time. If I were to go out now, Grandpa would be worried sick. He's old now, so I shouldn't do that to him. I can't afford to risk his well-being.

Despite what she said, Levi was still standing outside the room. He was unwilling to go back downstairs without making sure that Rayna was all right. After all, he was a responsible man. “Okay, Mis. Faymon. Would you like the housekeepers to go inside?”

“No. I'm a little tired, and I just want to rest.” Rayna put both her hands on the couch and slowly stood up.

Levi hummed in acknowledgment and had no choice but to go back downstairs. Before he left, he ordered a couple of the housekeepers to stay outside Rayna's room. “Keep your ears open. If you hear noises coming from inside, shout for the others.”

“Yes, Levi,” the housekeepers replied and stayed outside the room in silence.

In the dining room, Alfred was scooping a bowl of soup for himself when he heard a set of footsteps coming down the stairs. When he saw that it was Levi, he asked, “Where's Rayna?”

“Mis. Faymon said you should go ahead with lunch without her. She says she's tiled and wants to rest,” Levi answered with whatever he heard Rayna say.

As soon as Alfred heard that, he dropped the utensils in his hands and questioned, “Is she sick?”

“I don't know. Mi s. Faymon didn't come out of her room, and she wouldn't let us in,” Levi replied. After mulling over it for a while, he asked, “Could it be that Mis. Faymon is unhappy because Mr. Faymon didn't come back?”

Levi thought that was the case. Recently, Mr. Faymon has been staying by Mi s. Faymon's side whenever he can. Although he would go to work in the morning, he would always come home for lunch. Today, however, he didn't come back.

Alfred felt Levi had a point. “Rayna lost her eyesight and her memories, and Curtis has been taking care of her every day. Perhaps she's not used to it because he isn't back for lunch for the first time.”

Alfred picked up his utensils again to drink his soup after saying, “Call Curtis and tell him to come home if he can. Tell him Rayna isn't feeling well.”

“Okay.” Levi left the dining room quietly to call Curtis.

In the research center, Curtis was discussing the matter of Shvomhid Mountain with Theodore and the others. Suddenly, his phone, which was left on the table, rang. Curtis picked up the phone when he saw it was a call from the Faymon residence.

“Mr. Faymon, I think Mi s. Faymon isn't feeling well. Old Mr. Faymon suggested you come back if you can. Besides. Mrs. Faymon hasn't had her lunch yet,” Levi reported.

Curtis checked the time when he heard that. “Okay.” With that, he hung up the phone.

Theodore noticed Curtis’ grim expression and asked. “What's wrong? Did something happen to Rayna?”

“Yes. The butler told me Rayna isn't feeling well,” as Curtis was answering Theodore, he picked up his jacket and rose to his feet. “I need to go back now. Please help me find out the exact location of the old traditional medicine practitioner on Shvomhid Mountain.”

Shvomhid Mountain was huge, so it was almost an impossible task to find a person who was living there.

“Leave it to us.” Theodore nodded before he urged. “Go home.”

Right when Curtis was about to leave, James walked in from outside. When James saw Curtis leaving in a hurry, he wanted to ask what the matter was. However. Theodore stopped James by saying. “He received a phone call from the Faymon residence saying that Rayna isn't feeling well.”

James grew anxious when he heard that. “What happened to her?”

“I don't know.” Theodore saw how anxious Janies was. and it seemed like James wanted to follow Curtis back to the Faymon residence. “Cahn down. Curtis is on his way there.”

“I don't even know when Rayna will ever get better,” James lamented with a sigh. Gritting his teeth, he then shouted. “I'm definitely going to find out who kidnapped her!” If that person didn't bring Rayna away, she could at least get treatment. Now, she's lost her eyesight and her memory. She might even suffer from the side effects for the rest of her life!

“Curtis brought this here just now and asked us to tiy to locate someone staying on Shvomhid Mountain.” Theodore whipped out the note Curtis brought to him. James took it and was stumped when he saw the address written.

Theodore noticed James' strange expression. “What's the matter? Do you know the place?”

James raised his gaze toward Theodore and uttered with a grim expression, “Rayna and I have both been there.”

 

 

Chapter 650

‘'You've been there with your sister?” Theodore was surprised to discover that bit of information. “Was it just you and Rayna who've been there before or the entire family?”

“It was just Rayna and me, and we kept it a secret from our family.” James slowly opened up and told Theodore everything. “Back then, our family didn't have enough money to send my mother for treatment when she was sick. Later on, we heard some elders mention the expensive herbs on Shvomliid Mountain. However, the regulation in Chanaea specifically states that Shvomliid Mountain isn't open to the public to protect its natural environment.”

“So, the two of you sneaked up the mountain?” Theodore was shocked to hear James' side of the story. Yet, he knew it was a terrific opportunity to chat further because Curtis had told him that an old traditional medicine practitioner who could cure Rayna's sickness lived on Shvomliid Mountain.

“Well, not really. Someone led us there.” James shook liis head and continued. “I was really young back then, so I can barely recall anything. On the contrary, Rayna would remember everything. It's just that she's lost her memory now.”

“You said that someone brought you there. Was it someone you knew?” Theodore latched on to that important bit of information and pursued it further.

“I'm not sure if it was someone familiar, but I recalled him staring at Rayna in a very weird manner. Anyhow, he led us up the mountain, and we managed to get some herbs. I have no recollection of anything else that happened thereafter.” James tried his best to think back, but he could not remember all the details, considering how young he was back then. “I know I pestered Rayna to bring me along in hopes of having fun at the mountain.”

Hearing so, Theodore knew James did not have much impression about the details. Ironically, the one who used to have a memory like an elephant now suffered from amnesia. He sighed and muttered, “Tilings would be easier if Rayna hadn't lost her memory.”

Meanwhile, at the Faymon residence. Rayna was resting on the couch.

She lay there for a long time until the throbbing pain in her head stopped. Then, she slowly propped herself up and bent down to search the floor for her cane.

“Rayna!” The bedroom door was flung open, and Curtis strode toward her when he saw her kneeling on the carpet. “Did you fall? Are you hurt?”

“No, I didn't fall down.” Rayna reached out to him and held his hand. “I didn't hurt myself, either. My cane dropped earlier, and I just wanted to pick it up,” she explained softly.

Curtis's gaze fell on the cane, which had rolled under the coffee table. Then, he looked at Rayna and said. “Why didn't you ask the housekeeper for help? They could have done it for you.”

“I didn't want to trouble anyone. Though it dropped. I was thinking I could easily locate it since it's in the room.” A layer of sweetness laced Rayna's voice as she tried to appease Curtis. She could tell from the man's heavy breathing that he had dashed across the room to get to her. “I thought you wouldn't be home until much later? How come you're back early?”

“Levi told me that you're not feeling well.” As Curtis spoke, he signaled a housekeeper to pick the cane up and put it aside. Subsequently, he assisted Rayna out of the bedroom. “You didn't have lunch.”

“I had no appetite. Since I had a late breakfast. I thought I could have lunch later.” Rayna proceeded to update Curtis on everything, from the food she ate in the morning to the walk she had. “Perhaps Grandpa was worried about me, so he wanted you to come home.”

Once Curtis knew that she was fine, he felt more at ease. “I met Dr. Galopin this morning. He told me we could go for a more conservative method to treat your eyes, combining both traditional and modem practices.”

“Really?” A smile crept up on Rayna's face the moment she heard that surgery was no longer necessary. “Please don't lie to me.”

“It's tine. I'm not lying.” Curtis helped her down the stairs and to the dining table. Alfred had already finished his lunch and had just returned from a walk in the garden. He was delighted to see both Curtis and Rayna coming down to have a meal together. Alfred turned to Levi, and the two of them grinned at each other.

Rayna was still beaming with joy after hearing the good news while the man held her hand and picked up a spoon. “I'm not hungry,” she said.

“Please have a few bites.” Curtis always had his three meals on time. Occasionally, he might eat at a different time due to liis busy work schedule. However, Rayna never shared the healthy habit of eating on time even before she married Curtis, and that was something that bothered him a lot.

“You should have your meals on time daily.” He frowned when he saw Rayna stir the bowl of soup reluctantly. “Drink the soup first and then have some vegetables. It's okay not to eat the spaghetti.”

“All right.” Rayna nodded in response and scooped a spoonful of soup to taste.

“Let Ella come over to the Faymon residence this afternoon. There's something I need to tell her,” Rayna requested while drinking the soup.

Curtis froze in liis act of moving liis fork and turned liis dark gaze toward Rayna. “You...”

Ella had visited the Faymon residence several days ago. It was not a big deal, but Curtis did not think Rayna should be managing work affairs when she had amnesia. “You can talk about work once you recover. It's not a priority right now.”

Rayna fell silent at his comment, making it impossible for Curtis to know what she was thinking at the moment.

After finishing her soup, Rayna broke the silence. “Why didn't you notify me about the landslide which befell the real estate project in Yartran?”

At that instant, Curtis dropped his spoon into the bowl with a resounding clang. “You...”

“I've regained my memories.” Rayna took a napkin from her left and wiped the comers of her mouth. Then, she turned to Curtis. “I remember you told me that Faymon Group won't participate in any Yartran projects.”

That was why Rayna wanted to meet Curtis at liis company when she learned about the landslide involving Faymon Group's project in Yartran.

It was supposed to be a good tiling that Rayna had recovered from amnesia. However, Curtis was secretly hoping that she did not regain her memories, at least not then.

“Rayna. I'll explain it to you another time.” At that point. Curtis had no intention of starting a fight with her. To him, debating on the matter was utterly unnecessary.

Terblanc Group was headquartered in Yartran. It was also the company that Jefferson presented to Rayna as a gift. Initially, Rayna was apprehensive about taking over Terblanc Group because it was a large company with operations in multiple sectors, and she doubted her ability to head such a huge corporation. Besides that, she was also concerned about what Curtis would think.

Faymon Group owned an extensive array of businesses in multiple industries. They had been expanding into the Epea market where the Terblanc family's home ground was. In addition, some projects managed by Terblanc Group clashed with those of Faymon Group.

Although Curtis and Rayna shared a strong bond now, there was no guarantee their relationship would not be affected adversely should there be any conflict of interest in their business.

“Curtis, you promised not to let Faymon Group get involved in any of the royal family's projects in Yartran.” Since there was a business opportunity in Yartran, the first consideration should go to the enterprises in Yartran instead of any outstanding establishments from another country. However, Faymon Group had successfully won the tender of the real estate project owned by the royal family in Yartran. All of these were done without her knowledge. Hence, it was not hard to imagine why the matter would upset Rayna.