Seeing he was not moving, Rayna walked around him and toward the door.
As she was putting on her shoes, Lucky scampered over and nuzzled its head against her leg.
“It’s been a while, Lucky.” Rayna patted its head, realizing it had become more majestic after not seeing it for some time.
If not for this dog, I would’ve fallen down the elevator last time.
Rayna pecked Lucky on the head and smiled lightly. “Be good. I’ll visit you next time.”
In the meantime, Curtis turned around and watched Rayna interact with Lucky by the door.
The difference in treatment upset him. She always gives me a stern look, but she’s all smiles when faced with a dog.
His gaze darkened as he suddenly thought of something. At that, he walked toward the door and said to her, “Take it with you.”
“No thanks. I don’t know how to take care of a dog,” Rayna refused.
“You don’t even mind taking care of a cat that sheds fur all the time. Taking care of a dog can’t be any harder. Besides, Carl loves it. Take Lucky with you so it can keep him company. You don’t let Carl come to my place, anyway.” Curtis patted Lucky’s head.
After a brief pause, Curtis added, “You’ll be busy these days, and so will I. And since Kristie will have to stay in the hospital, Carl won’t have anyone to keep him company at home. It won’t do any harm if he has a pet to play with him during that time.”
While Rayna was still pondering about it, Curtis had already put the leash on Lucky and handed it to her. “I’ll get Gabriel to send several bags of dog food over tomorrow.”
At the thought of Carl, Rayna finally gave in. She took the leash from Curtis’ hand and said, “Thank you, Mr. Faymon.”
“You’re welcome. In fact, I’ve got to thank you for helping me take care of my dog, too,” Curtis responded with a faint smile.
As Rayna stepped out of the house with Lucky, she saw a car approach and pull over at the entrance.
Seeing that, she descended the steps and hurried over. “Jefferson.”
Jefferson flung the door open and made his way to her, pulling her into his embrace after making sure she was fine. “I’ve been so worried about you. Thank goodness you’re all right,” he said while kissing the top of her head.
“I’m really fine.” Rayna flashed him a smile.
Suddenly, she felt a chill on her back, as if someone was watching her.
At that, she gave Jefferson a slight push. “Let’s get into the car first. I’ll tell you everything later.”
“All right.” Jefferson walked over to open the door to the backseat.
As soon as he turned around, a glint flashed across his eyes when he saw Rayna leading a dog behind her. “Isn’t this Mr. Faymon’s dog?”
“Yep. I’m taking it home to let Carl take care of it for the time being.” Rayna removed the dog’s leash and guided it into the car. “I told you about his parents last time.”
Understanding the situation, Jefferson massaged her shoulders and prompted gently, “Go on. Get into the car.”
On the way home, Rayna recounted everything that had happened early that morning. “Sorry for making you worry. I wanted to give you a call when I arrived at the port, but my phone died after it broke,” she said apologetically.
“All that matters is you’re fine. I can’t believe someone’s been secretly keeping tabs on Jessie and planning such a thing. How evil… But don’t you worry, Belle. It’s likely that she’s fine since no body was found. I’ll get Ringo to help find her, including Gianna’s whereabouts.”
“Thank you—”
“Didn’t I say we don’t have to be so courteous between us? Am I your man or some random stranger?” Jefferson cut her off, sounding helpless.
Rayna chuckled and begged jokingly, “All right. It’s my fault. I won’t do it again.”
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