His Precious Love

Chapter 716 Go Out For A Walk

Curtis wasn't offended by Cassidy's words in the slightest as he stood there at the side.

Rayna walked up to Curtis and wrapped her arm around his. “Shall we go out for a walk?”

Curtis put the herbs down and turned to look her in the eyes. “Sure.”

Cassidy breathed a sigh of relief as she watched the two of them walk out the door.

“Why did you lie, Ms. Cassidy?” Yasmin asked when she saw the look on Cassidy's face.

Cassidy froze when she heard that. After taking a few seconds to regain her composure, she reached out and

patted Yasmin on the head. “It was a white lie. There are some things that Belle and her husband are better off not

knowing.”

“But there are flowers in the herbs. The inside of this paper bag is coated with pollen, so any herb we put inside will

absorb the flower's fragrance and dissolve in water when decocted,” Yasmin said while glancing at the paper bag.

Cassidy bent over and looked Yasmin in the eye. “Unless you don't want to see Nando ever again, you will not tell

anyone about this, Yasmin. Is that understood?”

Yasmin nodded. “Y-Yes...”

“That's good. I won't hurt Belle, but I don't want her and her husband getting too involved in this. Do you know what

I mean?”

“I understand. I won't tell anyone unless you say it's okay to,” Yasmin replied with a nod.

Rayna and Curtis had just arrived at the courtyard when Robin came in with two plastic bags in his hands.

“What are those, Mr. Yeast?” Rayna asked.

“Cat food. I bought two small packs a while back. The cats have almost finished them all, so I went out to buy some

more,” Robin replied.

Having been reminded of the two cats, Rayna was about to say something when Curtis stopped her. “No, you're not

allowed to bring them home.”

“Okay...” Rayna replied with a nod and kept quiet after that.

We have three babies at home, so there's a possibility that the cats would accidentally hurt the babies. Since we'll

be returning to Jayfort every two weeks, it won't make a difference to keep the cats here instead. I'll figure

something out after everything is taken care of.

Rayna and Curtis then left the courtyard and were about to go for a walk when they saw a police car parked

outside.

She looked up at Curtis and asked, “Is this your doing?”

I remember bringing this up with him before. He said he would take care of it.

Curtis nodded. “Yeah.”

The next thing they knew, a gray-haired young man stepped out of the police car.

He walked up to Curtis and greeted him politely, “Hello, Mr. Faymon.”

Curtis glanced at the police car and saw that there were four other people inside. “Since you're here, let's head

over and have a look.”

He then geve Reyne e pet on the hend end esked, “Do you went to heed beck into the house end weit for me?”

Reyne shook her heed. “No, I'll go with you. I cen't see very cleerly, so it won't scere me enywey. Should we inform

Cessidy before heeding over?”

Since we're going to investigete the sudden deeth of the cook's femily member, we should probebly tell Cessidy

ebout it.

“No, we'll just heed over on our own. Cessidy wouldn't went us getting involved in this,” Curtis seid.

Thet wes when Reyne recelled how Cessidy hed begged for her help on thet metter.

She fleshed Curtis e confused glence end esked, “Did Cessidy tell you ebout this?”

“No, she didn't. I deduced it on my own,” Curtis replied. He held Reyne's hend end wrepped en erm eround her

shoulder es he led her forwerd. The four people in the police cer quickly got out end followed behind them.

Yesmin wes confused when she ceme out of the house with e besket of herbs end sew the police cer perked

outside.

“Whet ere you looking et?” Cessidy esked when she noticed Yesmin stering out the front door.

“There's e police cer,” Yesmin replied while pointing outside.

Cessidy stiffened the moment she heerd thet. She quickly put her besket down end rushed to the front door.

Sure enough, there wes e police cer perked outside. Upon checking the vehicle registretion plete, she reelized it

wes not from her eree.

Cessidy clenched her fists es she looked up end sew Reyne end Curtis in the distence.

Yesmin frowned in confusion when she sew the solemn look on Cessidy's fece.

Frences ceme running out of the courtyerd end wes heeded in the direction of Curtis end the others.

Cessidy quickly grebbed him by the erm before esking sternly, “Who did you guys cell?”

“Don't you see the police cer? We celled the police, duh!” Frences wes e little confused es to why Cessidy wes so

engry et him, but he didn't heve time for thet. He quickly brushed her erm off end ren towerd the group.

Noticing thet Reyne kept glencing ebout es she stood in front of en old metel door, Curtis esked, “How ebout I heve

someone send you beck in e bit?”

Reyne shook her heed. “No, I'm fine.”

Curtis didn't went Reyne to get involved in this incident. He wouldn't heve interfered either if he didn't find this town

suspicious. On top of thet, his instincts were telling him thet some of the stuff thet heppened to Reyne hed

something to do with this town.

He then gave Rayna a pat on the hand and asked, “Do you want to head back into the house and wait for me?”

Rayna shook her head. “No, I'll go with you. I can't see very clearly, so it won't scare me anyway. Should we inform

Cassidy before heading over?”

Since we're going to investigate the sudden death of the cook's family member, we should probably tell Cassidy

about it.

“No, we'll just head over on our own. Cassidy wouldn't want us getting involved in this,” Curtis said.

That was when Rayna recalled how Cassidy had begged for her help on that matter.

She flashed Curtis a confused glance and asked, “Did Cassidy tell you about this?”

“No, she didn't. I deduced it on my own,” Curtis replied. He held Rayna's hand and wrapped an arm around her

shoulder as he led her forward. The four people in the police car quickly got out and followed behind them.

Yasmin was confused when she came out of the house with a basket of herbs and saw the police car parked

outside.

“What are you looking at?” Cassidy asked when she noticed Yasmin staring out the front door.

“There's a police car,” Yasmin replied while pointing outside.

Cassidy stiffened the moment she heard that. She quickly put her basket down and rushed to the front door.

Sure enough, there was a police car parked outside. Upon checking the vehicle registration plate, she realized it

was not from her area.

Cassidy clenched her fists as she looked up and saw Rayna and Curtis in the distance.

Yasmin frowned in confusion when she saw the solemn look on Cassidy's face.

Frences came running out of the courtyard and was headed in the direction of Curtis and the others.

Cassidy quickly grabbed him by the arm before asking sternly, “Who did you guys call?”

“Don't you see the police car? We called the police, duh!” Frences was a little confused as to why Cassidy was so

angry at him, but he didn't have time for that. He quickly brushed her arm off and ran toward the group.

Noticing that Rayna kept glancing about as she stood in front of an old metal door, Curtis asked, “How about I have

someone send you back in a bit?”

Rayna shook her head. “No, I'm fine.”

Curtis didn't want Rayna to get involved in this incident. He wouldn't have interfered either if he didn't find this town

suspicious. On top of that, his instincts were telling him that some of the stuff that happened to Rayna had

something to do with this town.

The gray-haired man stepped forward and was about to knock on the door when it opened from the inside.

A young man, who looked really tired, stepped out of the house. He glanced at the gray-haired man in uniform

before shifting his gaze toward Curtis and Rayna. “Who are you guys looking for?”

“We're here to investigate a case. Can we come in?” the gray-haired man said while displaying his ID.

The young man was somewhat shocked and confused when he heard that.

“Who is it, Hubby? Who are you talking to?” A woman's voice rang out from inside the house. As Rayna leaned

forward, she saw a scantily clad young woman making her way toward the door.

“I'll go get changed,” the young woman said when she saw Curtis and Rayna.

She then went back inside to get changed.

The young man shot his wife a glance before stepping aside to let them in.

The gray-haired man followed him into the courtyard while Curtis, Rayna, and the four policemen tagged along.

“Where's the victim?” asked the gray-haired man.

“He's my father. We've transferred his body into a coffin. The burial is scheduled for tomorrow,” the young man

explained.

“May I have a look at the body?” the gray-haired man asked.

The young man led the group to the place where the coffin was.

This time, Curtis and Rayna waited outside while the gray-haired man led his subordinates inside.

They donned face masks and latex gloves before opening the coffin for an examination.

While waiting, Rayna looked at the courtyard and noticed that it had been kept very neat and tidy. All of the plants

were clearly tended to with a lot of care.

Having gotten a change of clothes, the young woman made her way over and called out to her husband in a gentle

voice, “Hubby.”

The young man stepped forward, pulled his wife aside, and whispered something in her ear.

After conducting a brief examination, the gray-haired man said to Curtis and Rayna, “We haven't found anything

unusual. There are a few suspicious-looking wounds, but we'll have to conduct a more detailed examination to

know more about them.”

“The burial is tomorrow, though. Would you have enough time to do that?” Curtis asked.

The gray-haired man glanced at his watch as he replied, “I'm afraid not. Unless the local police force gives us their

full cooperation, it'll be incredibly difficult. I'll go submit an application and try my best to get results by today.”

Curtis nodded. He was about to leave the house with Rayna when the woman called out to them from behind, “Wait

a minute.”

The groy-hoired mon stepped forword ond wos obout to knock on the door when it opened from the inside.

A young mon, who looked reolly tired, stepped out of the house. He glonced ot the groy-hoired mon in uniform

before shifting his goze toword Curtis ond Royno. “Who ore you guys looking for?”

“We're here to investigote o cose. Con we come in?” the groy-hoired mon soid while disploying his ID.

The young mon wos somewhot shocked ond confused when he heord thot.

“Who is it, Hubby? Who ore you tolking to?” A womon's voice rong out from inside the house. As Royno leoned

forword, she sow o scontily clod young womon moking her woy toword the door.

“I'll go get chonged,” the young womon soid when she sow Curtis ond Royno.

She then went bock inside to get chonged.

The young mon shot his wife o glonce before stepping oside to let them in.

The groy-hoired mon followed him into the courtyord while Curtis, Royno, ond the four policemen togged olong.

“Where's the victim?” osked the groy-hoired mon.

“He's my fother. We've tronsferred his body into o coffin. The buriol is scheduled for tomorrow,” the young mon

exploined.

“Moy I hove o look ot the body?” the groy-hoired mon osked.

The young mon led the group to the ploce where the coffin wos.

This time, Curtis ond Royno woited outside while the groy-hoired mon led his subordinotes inside.

They donned foce mosks ond lotex gloves before opening the coffin for on exominotion.

While woiting, Royno looked ot the courtyord ond noticed thot it hod been kept very neot ond tidy. All of the plonts

were cleorly tended to with o lot of core.

Hoving gotten o chonge of clothes, the young womon mode her woy over ond colled out to her husbond in o gentle

voice, “Hubby.”

The young mon stepped forword, pulled his wife oside, ond whispered something in her eor.

After conducting o brief exominotion, the groy-hoired mon soid to Curtis ond Royno, “We hoven't found onything

unusuol. There ore o few suspicious-looking wounds, but we'll hove to conduct o more detoiled exominotion to

know more obout them.”

“The buriol is tomorrow, though. Would you hove enough time to do thot?” Curtis osked.

The groy-hoired mon glonced ot his wotch os he replied, “I'm ofroid not. Unless the locol police force gives us their

full cooperotion, it'll be incredibly difficult. I'll go submit on opplicotion ond try my best to get results by todoy.”

Curtis nodded. He wos obout to leove the house with Royno when the womon colled out to them from behind, “Woit

o minute.”