His Precious Love

Chapter 633

Caylie had not expected Curtis to follow her upstairs. Feeling scared and worried, she deliberately led him in a circle

around the second floor.

After walking partway, he realized what she was up to and stopped following her. He watched as she circled the

second floor and went straight into the elevator.

Without wasting any time, he hurried after her. To his dismay, he discovered that a security door had been installed

outside the elevator doors.

He shouted Jeremy's name from the upper floor, and the latter came striding up the stairs with Theodore close

behind. Their hearts sank when they took in the scene before them.

“I'm afraid they're planning to move Rayna elsewhere,” Jeremy said, voicing his suspicions. “I'll get James to come

over. He'll be able to disarm this thing.”

When James turned up, he happened to have a laptop with him. It took him less than two minutes to disable the

fully-functioning electronic lock. Then, he reset the system, and the electronic security door opened.

“James, you keep watch outside,” Theodore instructed. He's the only one among us who knows anything about

electronic technology. If he ends up trapped with us, we'll be in deep trouble.

“I thought this mansion was just an ordinary building. The last thing I expected was for it to contain so many hidden

secrets. That maid may be young, but she sure is quick-witted,” Wyatt remarked in a low voice as he stood beside

Curtis.

Unlike Wyatt, however, Curtis was not as interested in all that. The only thing on his mind was Rayna. My wife is in

this mansion, and I need to find her as soon as possible. I can't let her get whisked away again by those who wish

her harm! The children and I need her too much. Going through this sort of horrific ordeal once is already

tormenting enough. If I've to face it again with the added agony of knowing I lost her after only just finding her, I

think it'll send me over the edge!

The elevator went straight up to the mansion's fifth floor. The corridor was empty and eerily quiet. There was not

even a sliver of light.

“Is Rayna really here?” Jeremy could not help feeling doubtful as that floor did not look livable.

“Let's look around a little more. Who knows? There may be more concealed doors. Sometimes, the less suspicious

a place appears, the more likely it's not as it seems,” said Theodore. Compared to Jeremy, he was a little more

mature in his thinking. Hence, he could read a situation more thoroughly.

As soon as he uttered those words, the wall to their left began rotating. Immediately after that, a blinding ray of

light shone toward them.

Before they even had time to react, Rayna's voice rang out from behind them. “Who are you?”

Curtis spun around and saw Rayna standing before him in thin pajamas. Next to her was the maid who had tried to

stop them earlier.

In her hand was a fruit knife, and she pointed it directly at them. “What are you doing here?”

“Rayna, it's me,” Curtis called out in a gentle tone. He was about to step forward and embrace her when he caught

sight of the knife in her hand. He furrowed his brows. “Rayna, I'm Curtis.”

“Curtis...” She racked her brain to see if she knew that name, but her mind was blank. “Do I... know you?”

Jeremy, who had been standing behind Curtis and watching the scene unfold, piped up anxiously, “Yes! Of course,

you know him! What happened to you, Rayna? The both of you are husband and wife, and you have three kids

together!”

Rayna furrowed her brows lightly when she heard that. “Husband? You're my husband? And we even have

children?”

Xareni...

Her heart lurched as she recalled the scene in her nightmare from a few days ago. “Who's Xareni?”

“She's your daughter. We have three beautiful children, and Xareni is the youngest.” As Curtis explained, he made

to step forward. Seeing that, Caylie cautioned Rayna, “Don't trust them, Ms. Griffith. They may be lying to you.”

Rayna jolted to her senses at those words. “Why should I trust you?”

At her question, Curtis' initially gentle gaze turned cold as he looked toward Caylie. “Then what makes you think you

should trust that person beside you?”

His response immediately left Rayna disconcerted.

That's true. Ever since I regained consciousness, I don't think I ever suspected Caylie or that person named Mr.

Bridge.

“I...” Rayna was at a loss for words, yet she did not want to admit defeat. “Caylie wouldn't mean me any harm.”

“Oh? So, she won't mean you any harm, but we will? Rayna, you can't see now, so how can you be sure that person

beside you isn't the same person who caused you to lose your eyesight?” Curtis prompted earnestly, trying to throw

her off so he could find a chance to grab the fruit knife from her.

She felt utterly bewildered by his words. “I... You're clearly trying to sow discord.”

“Yes. You're right about someone trying to sow discord. However, the people around you are the ones who're trying

to sow discord between us!” he countered while inching forward. Rayna was momentarily distracted, and he seized

the opportunity to lunge forward and grab the knife from her hand before tossing it far away.

The fruit knife fell to the white-tiled floor with a loud clatter that wrested Rayna from her befuddled thoughts and

back to reality.

In one swift motion, Curtis grabbed Rayna's wrist and pulled her into his embrace, wishing they would never be

apart again.

Caylie's immediate reaction was to pull Rayna back, but Wyatt and Theodore stopped her. Hoping to get Caylie on

their side, Wyatt attempted to sway her by saying, “Young lady, you look like a good person too. Trust us. They're

really husband and wife.”

“Ms. Griffith... is Mr. Bridge's...” Caylie wanted to say that Rayna was her employer's fiancée. However, she

swallowed the words she had been about to utter.

Nonetheless, Theodore guessed her unspoken reply. He looked up and met Wyatt's knowing gaze. There was no

need to say anything.

Meanwhile, Curtis had wrapped his arms around Rayna so tightly that she could hardly breathe. “Let go of me!”

“No! I won't let you go again!” At that moment, Curtis wished he could shrink Rayna and put her into his pocket so

that he could carry her with him at all times.

Eventually, she stopped trying to push him away and lowered her hands. For some reason, his embrace seemed to

spark a sense of long-lost familiarity within her.

He peppered her forehead and ears with kisses. Gazing at her with reddened eyes, he said, “I'm here to take you

home, Rayna.”

Rayna...

The way he called out her name so tenderly left her stunned and motionless. Is this person in front of me really the

man in my dreams?

“My babies...” Rayna started asking about the children, but he quickly said, “They're fine. Your mother, Grandpa,

the nanny, and Jasmine are helping to take care of them.”

She murmured an acknowledgment while nodding, surprised at how reassured she felt to hear Curtis say that the

children were doing fine.

Since she could not see, he picked her up in his arms and carried her out of the bedroom. Theodore and the others

followed them, including Caylie.

A private plane descended through the air and landed in a stretch of open space a short distance from Primrose

Mansion's front yard. Then, the cabin door slowly opened toward the group.

Rayna had her arms around Curtis' neck. When she heard the loud, whirring noise, she asked him, “Where are we

going?”

“Home,” he answered in a hoarse voice. “We're going to Norwal City in Chanaea.”