Chapter 137 Keep Taking Care Of You
Curtis could hear something amiss in her tone, but he assumed that she was thinking about his legs, so he hummed in response and said nothing else.
Rayna carried the conversation alone while they had breakfast.
She told him about the company and about how Alfred was worried sick about him, causing Curtis to nearly burst into laughter.
He did not tell Alfred about the car accident, but Alfred was far from a fool. He must have figured out my plan a long time ago, or else he wouldn’t have gone to the company to show his support for Rayna and help her become the acting CEO.
“M-Mr. Faymon?” Curtis’ silence made Rayna think that he was gloomy to find out that he could not feel his legs. “The doctor said that the numbness is temporary and that they’ll be fine soon.”
All of a sudden, Curtis felt the urge to tease her. “What if they don’t?”
“That won’t happen!” Rayna choked out. “Your legs will be fine, Mr. Faymon. If… If they don’t get better, I’ll keep taking care of you, and I’ll take you all over the world. I’m sure one of the many medical geniuses will be able to help you out, Mr. Faymon.”
Her words were like a torch to his icy heart, melting it. The earnest look in her eyes was visible as she looked at him.
She seemed so serious as if she would genuinely bear the responsibility of taking care of him if something were to happen to him.
Right then, Curtis thought about what Jeremy had told him the night before.
“Curtis, have you ever thought about what she would do if she found out that this was all your plan and that you were lying to her?”
What would she do?
He had never thought about involving Rayna in the plan at the start. All he wanted was for her to help resolve the matter in Tyrandas. However, after a while of being by her side, he realized she was appealing in every way.
She was smart, she could think on the spot, and she was calm and collected.
Ever since they went to the village for the discussion, he had changed his plan. He had also gotten Rayna involved, set up a new department, and made her the manager of that department in preparation for what was going to happen afterward.
Indeed, she did not disappoint him. She was capable of completing everything flawlessly she was assigned to, and she was unparalleled when it came to resolving issues.
“Rayna,” he called out, opting to call her by her name rather than addressing her as “Ms. Garland.”
She froze.
“Jeremy has told me about Faymon Group’s matter. Thank you,” Curtis continued. “You did wonderfully. Sometimes, people need to be forced, and I hope you won’t hate me for it.”
Rayna did not understand what he was trying to say for the second half of his speech. She could sense that something was up, just like that night when he got into the car accident. Yet, she also sensed that she would go mad if she were to dig further into the matter.
Is it what I think it is? That shouldn’t be. He wouldn’t make light of something like that.
Right then, Rayna’s fair, sharp chin caught Curtis’ attention. He reached out to pinch it, only to find out that it was soft.
Rayna immediately snapped back to her senses at his touch.
Such intimate action made her ears red as she said somewhat awkwardly, “M-Mr. Faymon.”
“I didn’t think you’d have some fat on your face.”
Right as Rayna was about to question if he was trying to call her fat, she heard the sound of someone knocking on the door.
Instinctively, she smacked Curtis’ hand away and stepped away from him.
It was a loud smack that echoed in the room, and the back of the man’s hand reddened.
Both stiffened.
“Oh, Mr. Faymon, you’re awake.”
The nurse had come to change Curtis’ dressing, and she was thrilled to find Curtis awake. She ditched the cart and went to get the doctor.
Not daring to look at Curtis’ expression, Rayna kept her head hung low as she dug into her oatmeal again.
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