Before Rayna knew it, tears were streaming down her cheeks uncontrollably. She covered her mouth as she sobbed and didn’t hear the footsteps approaching until a pair of legs appeared in front of her.
The next second, Rayna felt herself getting lifted and dragged outside.
She struggled to keep up with Curtis’ pace, and when she almost fell, her hand went instinctively to her stomach.
“Slow down. The baby—” Rayna muttered, only to stop herself midway.
Curtis suddenly released his grip on the woman and turned to glare at her. “Who told you to come here?”
“I wanted to see Kristie,” Rayna replied as she slowly moved her hand away.
“Well, you’ve seen her.”
Having tried her best to compose herself, Rayna gingerly raised her head and met Curtis’ gaze. “I’m sorry… What did you do to Kristie? Why doesn’t she remember James?”
“Why do you care?” the man scoffed. “Are you going to berate me if I did do something?”
“That’s not what I meant,” Rayna retorted as she clenched and unclenched her fists nervously. “You know how much James loves her. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have—”
“I don’t. I only know they’ve broken up and no longer have anything to do with each other,” Curtis interrupted coldly. “Please leave here this instance.”
“Curtis Faymon!” Rayna said through gritted teeth.
I don’t get it… Why has he become so cold and unfeeling after that night? That said, I must admit I was the one who messed everything up. All I can do now is try pleading with him…
“It wasn’t easy for James and Kristie to be together, so why must you break them up? Is that what Kristie wants? Besides, James isn’t at fault here. He has always taken good care of Kristie. If someone has to shoulder the blame, it’d be me. It’s my fault for not finding out earlier that Kristie had gone to look for me—”
“It’s indeed your fault, Rayna! To make matters worse, this isn’t the first time you’ve done something so stupid!” Curtis thundered, his eyes burning holes through the downcast woman in front of him.
Whenever he thought about the video or how she had abandoned him to leave with another man, he’d undoubtedly lose any wise restraint and calm reasonableness. In all honesty, he wanted nothing more than to strangle her to death.
“Not only are you presumptuous and gullible, but you also don’t think before you act! What’s the point of apologizing only after something’s happened? Huh?”
It was the first time Rayna had seen Curtis so angry, and his unadulterated rage sent chills down her spine.
With him inching toward her, she had no choice but to back away until her waist hit the sharp edge of a cabinet, causing her to wince in pain.
Even after taking a few deep breaths to calm herself down, Rayna still didn’t have the guts to look Curtis in the eye. “You’re right about me. I’m useless, and this has all been my fault. I only hope you don’t make things difficult for them.”
“Rayna, do you know what Kristie was like when I brought her home?” Curtis asked. “She behaved like a child and would either spend her time sleeping or watching cartoons. She didn’t even bother interacting with anyone else. I spent a lot of time with her, yet I never could get through to her. In the end, I got Jeremy to invite a few friends over to read her stories, hoping that’d be a good distraction to help her forget the traumatic experience.”
Rayna lowered her head even more. “I-I’m sorry…”
“You dote on your brother, and I dote on Kristie. I’ve known her since she was a teen, and she’s like a sister to me. If she forgets about James, she can start anew and work toward a happier life. She might meet someone better, perhaps someone who loves her more than James.”
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