His Precious Love novel Chapter 84

Chapter 84 There Is No Baby At All

W-What’s going on here?

A long while passed before Rayna found her voice. She gaped at Curtis tremblingly. “Uncle Curtis, did you drink too much… that you’re now not quite right in the head?”

But that’s not quite possible, no? I saw that he only drank a glass of liquor.

The man before her was Curtis, yet it was also not quite him, for his gaze and aura were entirely different.

After picking up the basin from the ground, Curtis put it aside. Before Rayna could gather her wits, he bent down, scooped her up, and gently placed her onto the bed.

“You’ve got to have enough rest now that you’re pregnant, Darling.”

Words eluded Rayna for a moment.

Nonetheless, his remark had her convinced that he was teasing her. A frown marred her countenance. “Stop joking around, Mr. Faymon. I was only lying when I said I was pregnant. Don’t you find it ridiculous to crack such a joke in the middle of the night?”

“I’m not joking, Darling. Be good and lie down. I’ll sing you a lullaby,” Curtis stated solemnly, grabbing the blanket and pulling it over her.

That had Rayna completely dumbstruck.

She gawked at the man before her, panicking slightly at the concern and indulgence in his eyes.

Oh, no! He seems to have lost his mind!

“Do you know my name, Mr. Faymon?” she asked tentatively.

“You’re Rayna Garland, my wife.”

Ignoring the latter half of his utterance, Rayna pressed, “Do you know where we are?”

In response, Curtis bobbed his head. “We’re in Tyrandas. I needed your help to negotiate a collaboration and set you up, so you had no choice but to relent. In the end, you came here with me.”

His answer only made Rayna all the more baffled.

I’m sure he’s not suffering from amnesia and remembers everything. So, what’s happening right now?

“Why am I your wife?” she asked.

“You’re just my wife. Must there be a reason?”

Following that reply, Rayna was at a loss for words.

While massaging her temples, she mumbled, “I think I’m the one who has gone mad. This must be my hallucination. Everything will be fine tomorrow, and things will return to normal.”

Curtis leaned over, his breath brushing past her ear. “What’s the matter, Darling?”

Instinctively clapping a hand over her ear, Rayna put distance between them and pointed at the edge of the bed. “N-Nothing. Sleep there, and don’t talk anymore.”

“Don’t you want me to sing you a lullaby, Darling?”

“No, it’s okay.”

Murmuring in acquiescence, Curtis returned to the bed like a meek kid. He then started taking off his clothes. In no time, he had stripped down to his birthday suit. Catching a glimpse of his solid muscles, Rayna jerked her head to the side.

She took a deep breath before ordering, “There’s no need to strip. Sleep in your clothes!”

“Okay.”

Rayna was accustomed to sleeping on a soft bed. Thus, sleep just would not come as she lay on the hard bed. Besides, there was Curtis, who had currently “gone off his rocker,” beside her. That made it all the more difficult for her to sleep.

What exactly is wrong with him?

She cast her mind back to the dinner earlier. He picked up the glass of liquor and took a sniff of it before saying that the alcohol content was high. Then, he appeared unwell after drinking it. Could it be that he can’t drink liquor with overly high alcohol content? But on second thought, brandy also contains high alcohol content. There must be at least a few bottles of brandy at high-end cocktail parties, so he can’t possibly avoid drinking when he’s in the business field.

Sometime later, the urge to pee gripped Rayna.

She strode over Curtis by the edge of the bed. No sooner had she gotten out of bed than the man’s voice drifted over from behind her. “Why aren’t you sleeping, Darling?”

Jumping in fright, she answered softly, “I’m going to the bathroom.”