His Precious Love novel Chapter 172

Chapter 172 Jealous

Jason screamed in pain. He let go of Rayna and collapsed onto the ground. Blood dripped from his gunshot wounds as his body twitched uncontrollably.

Curtis wheeled himself quickly into the warehouse to look for Rayna, only to see her lying motionless on the ground, looking dazed and pale. His heart twisted in pain when he saw her condition. Mustering his strength, he lifted her and wrapped her with a blanket.

“It’s okay. Everything’s fine now,” Curtis gently comforted her while caressing her hair. “I won’t let him off the hook.”

Without looking back, Curtis brought Rayna out and left the warehouse.

“You idiot! How dumb can you be!” Alfred was riled by his nephew’s foolishness. He felt as though he would suffer a heart attack anytime from the rising blood pressure. He turned his head toward the housekeeper and hollered, “Get a doctor over quickly!”

Curtis brought Rayna home and carried her to the bathroom. He realized both her hands were limp; her wrists had been dislocated during the incident earlier. He clenched his jaw, wishing he had put a shot straight into Jason’s chest earlier.

“It’ll hurt. Bear with the pain for a bit, okay?” Curtis said.

After locating the disjointed bones in Rayna’s wrists, Curtis shifted them back into their original places in a swift action.

“Ouch!” Startled by the pain, Rayna regained consciousness, her forehead perspiring excessively. She slowly blinked and tried to make sense of the current situation. When she realized she was being held in Curtis’ arms, her eyes grew moist from the relief she felt.

Before that, her mind was blank, and she had no clue about what had happened.

“It’s all right. It won’t hurt anymore.” Curtis kissed her hands gently, without caring that they were covered with filth. Rayna, however, felt embarrassed and quickly withdrew her hands.

Seeing that the bathtub had been filled, Curtis said, “Have a nice relaxing bath. I’ll have someone to get some clothes for you.”

“Don’t leave, please?” Rayna tugged the corner of Curtis’ shirt. After what she had been through, she became a bit paranoid. “J-Just stay here. I’ll…”

She did not want to be left alone.

“Okay,” Curtis agreed. He proceeded to call the housekeeper, his back facing the bathtub the entire time.

Rayna overheard the conversation Curtis had with the housekeeper. Her face blushed when she heard Curtis get all her body measurements right.

How does he know my measurements? I’m overthinking; he must have guessed them.

After she soaked in the bath for a while, Rayna’s stiff body finally relaxed. Looking at the faint red marks on her chest, she felt overwhelmingly disgusted, making her nauseous.

Curtis could hear that Rayna was feeling unwell. He clenched his fingers but did not want to overreact.

He asked softly, “Are you hurt?”

“No.” Rayna took a deep breath and tried to calm down. She did not want Curtis to worry about her. “Mr. Faymon, how did you find me?”

“All thanks to your brother,” Curtis replied. “Your brother called you, and the housekeeper answered the call. When the housekeeper couldn’t find you at the pond, she passed the phone to me.”

“Looks like my plan was successful.” Her heart shuddered as she looked at the ring on her finger. “To think I almost didn’t wear it and wanted to leave it at home… It saved my life.”

“What is it? Can I take a look?”

Rayna stretched out her hand so that Curtis could see the ring. “My brother gave me this ring. I don’t know what modification he did to it. He asked me to tap it if I’m in danger.”

The ring looked no different from a normal ring. In fact, it looked like it was made of inferior quality.

Curtis stared at the ring for a while and suddenly recalled the phone call with Rayna’s brother. The voice seemed vaguely familiar.

“What’s your brother’s name?”

“James Griffith,” Rayna answered, feeling puzzled. “Why do you suddenly ask my brother’s name?”

Curtis took out his phone and showed Rayna a photo. “Is that him?”