His Precious Love novel Chapter 41

Chapter 41 The Wilful Princess

“Ms. Winton, it’s not surprising that you have such a habit, but I don’t.” Rayna gave her the side-eye. “The keycard was given to me by Mr. Tylinski. Mr. Faymon is aware and has given his permission.”

Kristie clenched her teeth in anger.

D*mn it, why didn’t Mr. Tylinski give me one?

Rayna then added in surprise, “Ms. Winton, is that why you’re surfing on your phone? Because you don’t have the key?”

“Of course I do. I have just forgotten to bring it and don’t feel like going back for it.” Kristie thrust her chin forward. “I came here specifically to monitor you so that you won’t be able to scheme against Curt.”

Rayna took a deep breath. “Ms. Winton, it isn’t…”

Once the door opened, Kristie slipped into the house and warned Rayna, “Don’t think just because you have slept with Curt once that you can do as you please. I have my eyes on you.”

Rayna was speechless.

Fine. Even if I explain, this stubborn princess will probably refuse to listen.

As Rayna brought the ingredients into the kitchen, Kristie followed closely behind. Annoyed by the latter, Rayna dropped a live fish at her feet on purpose.

“Ah!” Kristie screamed in terror as the fish flopped around her leg. “Rayna, you must have done it on purpose! Take it away from me!”

“I’m sorry. My hands just slipped.” After apologizing, Rayna tried to catch the fish but failed repeatedly.

As the fish jumped three feet high, it brushed across Kristie’s leg.

No sooner had her face lost all color than Kristie dashed out of the kitchen, closing the door behind her and leaving only a small gap.

Rayna was finally at ease.

“Rayna, y-you…” Glaring at Rayna, Kristie—unable to swear due to her upbringing—reprimanded her instead, “Curt doesn’t eat fish. Why did you buy fish?”

“He doesn’t eat fish, but I do,” Rayna replied in an innocent tone. “Taking care of him doesn’t mean that I don’t have to eat, right? Besides, he never stopped me from buying fish.”

She then approached Kristie with the fish in her hand. “Ms. Winton, do you eat fish? This one is particularly delicious!”

Amidst Kristie’s scream, the door slammed shut instantly.

“Curt, I’m being bullied!” Beyond the door, Rayna could hear Kristie running upstairs in tears. Hence, she figured the latter must have gone to Curtis to complain.

By the time Rayna prepared the ingredients and stored them in the freezer, Curtis had already come down.

He was dressed in a light-gray-hand-tailored suit as if he was going out for a meeting. Kristie, holding his arm, was pouting pitifully.

“Good morning, Mr. Faymon,” Rayna greeted. The sight of him in a suit reminded her of his wounds. Hence, she remarked, “The doctor advised that you should be wearing looser clothes over the next few days to avoid any pressure on your wounds.”

Furthermore, she had accidentally grabbed his wounds the night before and wasn’t sure if they had worsened.

“Last night, I got my personal doctor to deal with it, so it’s fine.” Just as Curtis spoke, he put on the square cufflinks that Kristie had just handed over. “I’m going out for a meeting. You should come with me.”

Rayna nodded. “All right.”

“Curt, you have to teach her a lesson!” Kristie shook his arm. “She just used a living fish to scare me.”

“Usually, don’t you always stay far away from living seafood?” Curtis gave her the side-eye. “If you hadn’t gone too close, how would you have been frightened?”

Kristie stomped her feet. “Curt, why do you always take her side?”

“She has done nothing wrong. It’s you who’s being wilful,” Curtis replied coldly. “Also, I recall that you are due to start filming for your new movie, so why aren’t you with the film crew now?”