Chapter 101 Worthy Of Marrying Me
Jessica quickly invited them in and pointed out to him where Rayna’s bedroom was.
Curtis carried Rayna into the bedroom. Right when he was about to put her down on the bed, he suddenly felt a wet patch on his arm. His expression turned solemn immediately, and he carried her to the bathroom instead.
Jessica followed from behind and asked, “What’s the matter, Mr. Faymon?”
“She’s on her period.” Curtis put Rayna in the bathtub and saw that his white shirt was dyed red. Seeing that, he couldn’t help twitching his eyebrows.
He then cleaned his shirt up with running water and said to Jessica, “Clean her up. I’m leaving.”
“Okay. Take care, Mr. Faymon.”
Curtis left and closed the door behind him. His sleeves were wet, so they were stuck on his skin. Despite having them washed, there were still faint red patches on them.
He then rolled his sleeves up to expose his muscular arms.
When he was in the elevator, flashbacks of Rayna playing cards in Plum Blossoms were running through his mind. He couldn’t help but smile when he recalled how courageous Rayna was when she was playing against Gavin. She’s skillful and vicious. Ms. Garland, there are things only you can do.
After sending Curtis back, Naomi drove back to Cerulean Bay. The condominium she went into was just a stone’s throw away from Rayna’s. Already familiar with her surroundings, she went up to the twenty-sixth floor.
The condominium she went into was beautifully decorated. It was a duplex condominium with a vintage vibe and floor-to-ceiling windows all around. The moment Naomi stepped in, she saw a man standing in front of the windows and talking on the phone.
The man was tall and lean. As he was leaning against the window, his figure was almost blending into the darkness.
She took off her shoes and tiptoed toward him before hugging him from behind. While running her delicate fingers over his chest, she unbuttoned his shirt to caress his muscular chest.
However, the man grabbed her wrist when her fingers came into contact with his muscles. He wasn’t holding on to her wrist with force, but it was enough to stop her from moving. Instead of turning toward her, he was still talking on the phone. “Yes. That’s the price. Go on and settle the matter,” he said in a deep voice.
Jefferson only turned around and casually pulled the woman’s hand out of his shirt after he was done with the phone call. The lights shone on his facial features, making him look gentle and handsome.
“How did your stalking go?” Jefferson asked.
“Every time I come over, you’re always asking me about work. Can’t you show me some concern?” Naomi was no longer acting professionally. Instead, she was grumbling with a pout.
After she grumbled, she leaned toward Jefferson and stood on her toes to give him a kiss. The smell of the perfume she was wearing was creeping into his nose, but Jefferson ended up turning away to avoid her kiss.
Feeling angry, Naomi shook him off and went to the fridge to get something to drink.
“Are you throwing a tantrum?” Jefferson followed her from behind. While running his fingers through her hair, he uttered gently, “Once everything is done, I’ll let you have a vacation.”
“I don’t want a vacation! I want you to change your attitude!” Naomi glared at him and fumed, “I’m your fiancée, but you’re always avoiding me. Do you hate me, Colbert?”
Jefferson flashed a faint smile and kissed her cheek. “Why would I hate you? You’re my fiancée, and because of that, I’ve been showing you the utmost respect. Besides, we have a lot of things to do in Chanaea. I don’t want you to get exhausted.”
“Really?”
With a gentle gaze, Jefferson asked, “Don’t you trust me?”
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