His Precious Love

Chapter 676

Unable to convince her otherwise, Curtis had no choice but to pull away the covers and slide half of his body under them.

“I'm not talking about the parasite on your body because I don't want you to worry.” Truth was, he feared she would overthink.

Leaning against his chest, Rayna responded in a gentle tone, “I know, and I don't blame you for it.” She did not sound the slightest bit mad. “What are you planning to do next?” she asked. This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

She knew Curtis would not sit back and do nothing now that things had progressed to such a stage.

Taking a deep breath, Curtis lowered his gaze to stare at her. “There are many things I'm still unsure of, so I'm going to do a thorough investigation first. The most urgent matter now is to cure your eyes.”

That was also Curtis' reason for bringing Rayna to Shvomhid Mountain in the first place.

“Then why did you still choose to come to Jayfort first?” Curtis' answer confused her.

Curtis informed Rayna about his thoughts truthfully, “The doctor on Shvomhid Mountain says the people here can create a type of medicine that can calm the parasite in your body. So, I thought maybe the person can cure your eyes, too. Back then, Hamish recommended that I look for the old traditional medicine practitioner on Shvomhid Mountain for the medicines. Since they are both people who have knowledge about herbs, I figured Cassidy would know what to do, too. At least we can compare their

skills.”

“Great thinking, but maybe they excel in different fields?” Rayna voiced her doubts to remind Curtis about that possibility.

“It's possible, and I considered that before. Still, there's no harm in giving it a go.” As Curtis held her wrist, his gaze fell on the emerald bracelet. Without realizing it, he began rubbing the bracelet back and forth with his fingers.

If Cassidy could suppress the consciousness of the blood parasite in Rayna's body and cure her eyes at the same time, then their trip to Jayfort would be worth it.

“True. We can only take things one step at a time for now,” said Rayna, nuzzling against Curtis' warm chest. His chest was already half-exposed under his bathrobe because of his reclined posture. Therefore, the way Rayna gently rubbed her face against his chest made him inhale sharply.

“Rayna,” Curtis called out hoarsely.

“Hmm?” Rayna did not notice the change in Curtis' voice. With her hand resting on his chest, she looked in the voice's direction and stared right at his face, even though she could see nothing with those sparkling eyes of hers. “What's wrong?”

“Nothing.” Curtis reached out and grabbed her hand, which was caressing his chest. He then took a deep breath to recollect himself.

Hearing his heavy breathing, Rayna smiled mischievously and exhaled a puff of warm air on his chest.

At that, Curtis frowned and said hoarsely, “Rayna, don't seduce me.”

Curtis was concerned about her body. He knew the parasite in her body was activated by the serendipity grass and might make a move anytime soon.

Furthermore, he remembered every word Simone said in the hospital. She would die if the parasite entered her organs.

Of course, Curtis would be lying if he said he was not at all aroused by Rayna's repetitive seductions. However, he did not want to hurt her to satisfy his personal desires.

“I'm afraid I can't control myself and will make the parasite in your body scurry around. I don't want you to suffer because of this,” Curtis coaxed her softly, for fear of Rayna getting the wrong idea.

“Okay.” Rayna nodded disappointedly and caressed the emerald bracelet. “Looks like this bracelet isn't that useful after all.”

Noting she was about to remove it, Curtis reached out to stop her. “Rayna, don't throw a tantrum.”

Though the effects of the emerald bracelet were yet to be confirmed, it still had a certain restraining effect on the parasite in her body. Curtis chose to believe what Simone had said earlier.

“That man told me this bracelet can make the parasite go into a deep slumber when he gave it to me. And now, we discovered a stupid herb that can make that thing active. How convenient,” lamented Rayna with a sigh, sounding incredibly dejected.

Curtis could not bear to see that look on Rayna's face. Hence, he leaned over and pinned her down. “Do you want it?”

Rayna nodded. “Yes.”

Naturally, Rayna desired that intimate moment, but she was, of course, not alone. Curtis desired it, too. He was merely holding back because of her condition.

Rayna's continuous seduction was already making it hard for him to control himself. Now that she had given her answer, Curtis could no longer keep himself in check. “Tell me if you feel any discomfort, okay?”

Rayna reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, nodding obediently. “Okay.”

With that, Curtis bent over and kissed her forehead and eyebrows, slowly making his way downward. In the meantime, his rough fingers tore her nightgown open, caressing every part of her body.

As the moon illumined the night, the breeze blew gently while the temperature in the room gradually rose with moans sounding occasionally.

Meanwhile, Jovan was about to leave his office in Yartran after completing his work affairs when he noticed the screen of his phone on the desk lighting up. Hence, he walked over and picked it up to find an anonymous email notification displaying on the screen.

Curious, Jovan tapped on it, only to have his expression turn cold at the sight of the pictures attached

to the email. Even the veins on his hand that was holding the phone bulged.

“Ivan!” he yelled in the office.

Ivan, who was waiting outside Jovan's office, shuddered with fright when he heard Jovan shouting his name with fury. Nonetheless, he quickly returned to his senses and pushed the door open. “How may I help you, Mr. Jovan?”

“Did Jahan visit the presidential palace recently?” Jovan questioned seriously.

Ivan thought carefully before answering, “No, but Frank visited the presidential palace two days ago to discuss some matters with Mr. Isaac.”

“Frank?” With one hand on his waist and another massaging his forehead, Jovan paced around the office while quickly thinking of a name. “Contact AU and tell her to find someone named Dario on the list of people that have been entering and leaving Yartran in the past.”

“Dario? Did he work in the presidential palace before?” asked Ivan, for that name sounded unfamiliar to him.

“No, that person is a Chanaean.” Holding his forehead, Jovan stood in front of the coffee table and pondered before adding, “Any reports from the people we sent to spy on Chanaea recently?”

“Nothing new, so far. The ones we sent out said the targets have been staying in Jayfort recently,” Ivan reported.

Upon hearing the word “Jayfort,” Jovan scowled even more. “Jayfort...”

After some time, he said to Ivan, “I remember there used to be a family that's skilled in using herbs in Jayfort.”

“Yes. The family's ancestor, Fletcher Gilroy, was once your great-grandfather's personal medical officer. However, Fletcher passed away many years ago. The person currently managing the Gilroy family's medical business is his great-granddaughter. Her name is Cassidy Gilroy,” explained Ivan in detail.