His Precious Love

Chapter 583

Jefferson wiped her tears away and breathed, “Belle, we'll stay here, okay? Keep me company here.”

Rayna parted her lips to say something as she looked at the man's gentle gaze, but when she thought about the price he had paid and the limited lifespan he had, she found herself at a loss for words. All she could do was let her tears fall in silence.

Lifting her hand, she placed it on top of Jefferson's and nodded. As she forced her tears to stop, she said, “Okay. I'll stay here with you.”

Hearing that made Jefferson's eyes light up.

Other than not allowing Rayna to use her phone, Jefferson did everything she wanted.

Every day, a helicopter would send fresh food over. Jefferson would make different kinds of dishes every day, fearing that she would be sick of a specific cuisine. Sometimes, he would even get his men to send food from other cooks.

When the weather was fine, he would put on a sunhat for Rayna, and they would take a stroll by the beach. Sometimes, he would take the camera and dive into the ocean to capture the beauty of the underwater world for her to see. He would also catch a lobster for their meals.

Every two weeks, two obstetricians would come via helicopter to give Rayna and her babies a checkup.

At night, Jefferson would stay by Rayna's side. Before she slept, he would play the piano for her and

tuck her in.

Rayna almost lost track of the time in the peaceful days on the island.

However, sometimes, when she looked at Jefferson's side profile, the face of another man would form in her head. She would wonder whether he was looking for her after her long disappearance and whether she was doing the right thing.

There were times when Rayna was frustrated too. She would think about persuading Jefferson into taking her back by promising him she would never leave him.

Nonetheless, every time she thought about the things he had done for her, she would feel terrible, and she would not be able to raise the topic at all.

She owed him too much, and she did not know how she could even start repaying him.

Rayna missed Curtis, and Curtis missed her too.

He had done everything he could to look for her. He even found Jefferson's man, who was in Norwal City, and interrogated the man. Yet, nothing he did brought him closer to finding out Jefferson's whereabouts.

Not only was Curtis worried about something happening to the pregnant Rayna, but he was also busy with the company's matters. NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

He would get exhausted sometimes, and that added to his frustrations. A minor mistake from one of his

employees in the meeting would make him lose his temper. In no time, his employees became extra cautious around him whenever they spoke and made sure to study his expressions the entire time.

Just as Curtis came back to the CEO's office, the person he hired to look into the matter called and told him that he still could not find any leads.

In his fury, Curtis nearly threw his phone.

Still, he managed to hold himself back and massaged the bridge of his nose in an attempt to lighten the frustration he felt. But in his mind, he cursed at how useless the people were to not be able to find any clues as to how two adults had left Norwal City and where they had gone to.

After cursing at them, he cursed at himself. He was the one who had let down his guard and gave Jefferson the opportunity to do that. Those people were useless, but he was even more useless than them to have not found Rayna by then.

Right then, someone knocked on the door.

“Come in,” Curtis said coldly. He tugged on his tie to take in a deeper breath as more and more frustration piled up in his eyes.

The one who came in was James.

“Kristie said Carl's the only one at my sister's place and that she can't find her. You were ignoring her too, so she asked me to come and take a look at you.” James walked over and put the lunch box on the table.

When James took in Curtis' expression, he paled and asked, “Did something happen to Rayna again?”

“She should be safe, but she's missing right now.” Curtis sighed and decided to be honest with James. “I went out for a meal with Rayna over a month ago, but before I realize it, Jefferson has brought her away.”

James had been traveling around with Kristie for a month, and he had only come back a few days ago. He had no idea Rayna was missing.

He frowned and asked, “Why didn't you tell me about this?”

“You're not James Griffith right now. There are many things you can't do.” Curtis knew what James was thinking about. “If you make a move, Arnaud will find out that you're still alive, and all our efforts will be for naught.”

Curtis had done everything he could to fake James' death in hopes of shifting Arnaud's attention away from Kristie.

With one less person to worry about, he would have an easier time dealing with Arnaud.

James mulled over it for a while. “Your long search for her has been fruitless until now, so that means Jefferson has hidden my sister somewhere obscure. He definitely won't bring her back to Yartran, and neither will he take her to another country. The more people are around, the more surveillance cameras there will be, and the easier they will be found. Moreover, Rayna's pregnant. He'll surely find a good place for her to rest so that she doesn't tire herself out.”

James' words cleared Curtis' mind up.

“It'll be easy to rest on an island, and it'll be hard for anyone to find them there,” Curtis analyzed, fidgeting with the paper in front of him. “He'll surely find an island with nice weather...”

Curtis immediately made a call and said, “Look for islands with warm but not hot weather that are suitable for holidays around the globe. Put more focus on the islands that were purchased in the recent three months and inform me the moment you find them.”

Curtis was much less nervous once he had a lead. “Thank you. If not for your reminder, I might still be searching for her in the wrong way.”

“It's nothing. She's my sister. I'm worried about her too,” James replied. “Mr. Faymon, you've changed a lot.”

“In what way?”

“Here. You've grown a heart now.” James pointed at his heart before a smile appeared on his face. “I can finally see that you love my sister and are worried about her.”

Curtis froze, but a laugh soon escaped him. “I've always been worried about her. It's just that I never said anything about it.”

“That's why I said you've changed. Feelings don't work in the corporate world. You have to hide everything you do. Everyone thought you didn't care about her, and she thought you didn't care about her too.”

Curtis thought about the way he had lived with Rayna in the past and about the way he had interacted

with her a month ago. Realization of what was different between the two time periods struck him, and he chuckled.

“You're more than a decade younger than me, but you know this better than I do. I can't believe you had to educate me on this.”

“I didn't. You were the one who learned it yourself.” James shrugged, not daring to take the credit. “All I did was give you a few pointers. All right, I'm going back now. Tell me if you receive any news about her.”

Pointing at the lunch box, he then said, “Remember to have your lunch. Kristie made the steak, so I won't say a thing if all you do is test the taste of it.”

Curtis knew what James was talking about, and he laughed.

Whether or not the steak was even biteable was a question when Kristie's cooking was involved.

Right as James left, Curtis' phone rang again.

This time, it was Jeremy, who sounded grim. “Curtis, Boniel died, and Sandy is injured.”

“He's dead?” Curtis furrowed his brows. He had been preoccupied with looking for Rayna lately, so he paid little attention to everything else. “When did he come to Norwal City?”

“Three days ago, I think.”

When Curtis noticed that he did not have many things left to do, he ended the call and drove to the

hospital.

The moment he stepped into the ward, he saw Sandy on the hospital bed. Jeremy was beside her, bandaging her arm. It seemed that she had injured it.

“Curtis?” Sandy seemed taken aback to see Curtis. “Why are you here?”

“I told him about it.” Jeremy straightened up and put the scissors back into the tray. “Curtis should have the right to know that you're hurt.”