Dear Sweetheart Chapter 171 Pays For What He Did
Rayna turned and left at breakneck speed, with her heart rapidly beating against her chest.
In reality, she had developed feelings for Curtis, especially after finding out about the night at Tyrandas. However, the moment Curtis was about to say something to her, she chickened out and could only think of running away.
When she reached the main house, her cheeks were still flushed red. Right after she pressed the doorbell, a pair of hands shot out from behind and grabbed her. Her mouth and nose were covered as she was dragged into a dark corner.
“Mmph!” Rayna struggled with all her might after she processed what was happening to her. Her efforts were in vain as the person behind her was exceptionally strong.
The door to the main house then flung open, but there was no one to be seen.
“I thought I heard someone press the doorbell just now,” mumbled the housekeeper. She looked left and right several times. Upon seeing that there was really no one around, she thought she had heard wrongly and swiftly went back into the house.
Rayna was dragged to a warehouse nearby.
She knew that once she was locked up inside, it would be hard for her to escape. Calming herself down and recalling the moves that James had taught her, Rayna hurled a back fist at her assailant with the aid of the moonlight.
A pained grunt was heard. From his voice, Rayna guessed that it was a man. As his grip loosened, Rayna took the chance to land another blow on his abdomen with her elbow. When the man released her, she scrambled toward the exit desperately.
“Help!”
Shouting at the top of her lungs, Rayna was about to get out of there, but she was dragged back by the hair again.
She located the ring on her finger and quickly tapped on it.
The ring had been given to her by James for emergencies. She could only pray that James would notice and call her. Then, the housekeepers would go and look for her at the pond.
I have to buy herself more time!
The man cursed furiously and twisted Rayna’s arm toward her back mercilessly, snapping them in the process.
Intense pain shot up from Rayna’s wrists to her whole body. She let out a high-pitched scream.
The man threw her on the floor and closed the door. The warehouse was shrouded in complete darkness for a few seconds, but it soon became bright again.
“Rayna, no one will hear you even if you scream until your voice turns hoarse.” He crouched in front of Rayna and reached out to pat her face. “Everyone has gone over to the pond, and the door of the main house is soundproof.”
Rayna looked up and saw Jason, who was behaving arrogantly and seemed to be very pleased with himself. “This is the Faymon residence. Do you think Curtis will let you off for harming me?”
“It doesn’t matter as long as you don’t die.” Jason laughed freely. Evidently, he did not care at all. “Even if he finds out, the worst he can do is punish me for it. What else do you think he can do to me? Do you think he’s some hotshot? He’s just an adopted orphan while I have the Faymon blood flowing in my veins. Even Uncle Alfred wouldn’t dare to do anything to me.”
“Look at you. You poor thing,” said Rayna, full of pity. “You said it yourself. You’re a Faymon, yet you don’t hold a candle against Curtis. You’re in your twenties, but you don’t have any skills or talents to shout about. It’s no wonder why your dad likes your brother but not you.”
“Say that again!” Jason’s face darkened considerably as he held Rayna’s chin roughly.
“I said you’re such a pitiful boy!” Rayna repeated herself. “You’re aware that you’re such a failure. Since you can’t get the upper hand against Curtis, you chose to bully a weak woman like me instead!”
“I’ll kill you!” Jason was livid. He slapped Rayna hard a few times, then threw her onto the floor and started strangling her. It was as if he really wanted her dead.
Rayna couldn’t breathe properly with Jason on top of her. It was useless no matter how much she struggled.
Her consciousness started fading away.
When he noticed that Rayna’s breathing was getting weaker, Jason sniggered and let go of her. “I told you. I won’t let you die. Whatever Curtis has done to me, I’ll repay him a hundredfold by taking it out on you!”
The incident at the club a few weeks ago, coupled with the humiliation he suffered earlier, had filled his heart with burning hatred and a desire for vengeance. Now that Rayna had fallen into his hands, there was no way he would forego such a precious chance for revenge.
Jason took out his phone, turned on the video recording function, and aimed it at Rayna.
Rayna instinctively knew what he had in mind. Her face fell as she tried her best to retreat and move away from him. However, he viciously stomped on her ankle, causing her to yelp in pain.
“Look at the camera, Ms. Garland,” teased Jason as he continued applying pressure on her ankle. He was extremely satisfied with Rayna’s painful expression that was shown on the phone screen. “When I’m done, I’ll send you a copy.”
Not one to give in, Rayna spat at the camera and scolded, “Jason Faymon, you’re trash! You’re a waste of air when you’re alive, and you’ll be a waste of space when you’re dead!”
Jason landed a kick squarely on her stomach.
It hurt so much that Rayna’s breathing stopped for a few seconds, and her body curled up even more.
“It’s useless to trash talk, Rayna.” After he continued recording for a while more, Jason set up the phone somewhere high. He then yanked Rayna’s hair to lift her face up. “Why don’t we let the netizens of the whole country admire you, eh?”
“Is this all you can do?” Rayna was unruffled. Instead, she mocked Jason, “There are so many videos on the internet nowadays. I’ll be forgotten in just a few days. Why would I need to be afraid? You, on the other hand, should be scared. I won’t let you off! I’ll make your dad kneel and apologize to me!”
For the first time in his life, Jason was threatened by a woman.
Rayna had successfully angered him to the extreme even if she did not plan on it.
Jason’s face contorted with fury. He hurled Rayna onto the floor again, not caring if she was almost passing out from the pain.
“You b*tch! How dare you threaten me! I’ll make you regret your own words!” said Jason insidiously.
Rayna was earnestly scared now. She squirmed and struggled.
Why isn’t anyone here yet? Did James not call me?
“Jason, you sc*mbag!”
With a twisted smirk, Jason pressed Rayna’s head to the ground so that she could not move. “Come on. Is that all you’ve got?” he jeered.
Rayna screamed and cursed with every vulgar word she knew as she felt utterly disgusted with Jason’s hand that was touching her.
“Go on. Curse me more. I’ll make you wish that you were dead in a while more,” mocked Jason. He then lowered himself and whispered into Rayna’s ear, “Let’s see who’ll come to save you. Hahahaha!”
Enraged, Rayna wanted to spit and curse at him, but her head was pinned to the ground. She panted heavily due to anger.
I’ll make sure this filthy b*stard pays for what he did to me!
Jason had completely lost it by then.
Everyone in his family had been saying that he could not compare to Curtis and that he was useless. It did not matter to him now.
Haha! I’ll have the last laugh!
Right then, the steel door crackled. It was then cut through by a laser!
The warehouse was brightly lit. The two figures on the floor astounded everyone who was standing at the door.
Curtis’ gaze swept over Rayna. His expression immediately became grim and terrifying. “Turn around!”
Everyone turned around in an instant.
Jason did not expect anyone to come to Rayna’s rescue. Just when he turned to face Curtis, the latter took out a pistol from under his wheelchair and pulled the trigger.
“Curtis, no!” Alfred tugged on his hand.
The shot missed its original spot and landed on Jason’s right shoulder instead. Curtis’ gaze darkened as he swiftly planted another bullet into Jason’s thigh.
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