Chapter 715


    Chapter 715 Fight


    Rayna and Curtis had a discussion after lunch.


    “I intend to return to Norwal City, so I''ll be leaving Glory to Jasmine for the time being. But I''ll still be


    checking in regrly,” Rayna announced. “Do you think that would work?”


    Curtis fell silent. After a moment, he said, “But your eyes are still...”


    Curtis considered curing Rayna''s eyes as the main priority, and her eyes would asionally worsen


    from time to time. Although Rayna herself was unaware of it, Curtis had spotted cataracts clouding her


    eyes for the past two days.


    “I know my eyes aren''t in the greatest condition right now, but I can''t spend the entire time treating


    them. There are things I can do in this free time.” Rayna softened her voice. “Please? I miss the kids


    and I want to see them.”


    Curtis hesitated. Before he could reply, Cassidy''s voice sounded from behind them. “The medicine is


    ready. You should drink it before it gets cold!”


    Cassidy came over with a bowl of brownish liquid and ced it in front of the table before Rayna.


    Noticing their expressions, she asked curiously, “Did you guys have a fight?”


    Looking at Cassidy, Rayna said aggrievedly, “Not really. It''s just that I wish to return to Norwal City to


    take care of some matters.”


    “Is it rted to yourpany?” Cassidy asked.


    “Yeah.” Rayna nodded.


    “Okay, how about this? I''ll prepare several dosages you can take with you. When you''re done with


    them you cane to me. Regardless, you have to take medicine to regte your condition. I don''t


    think your work will be affected too much.” Cassidy sat down beside Rayna. “You must not be used to


    living in small towns like ours, having lived in the city.”


    “That''s not what we meant,” Rayna exined. “I miss the kids and want to see them, and I can take


    care ofplicated affairs thepany has run into at the same time.”


    “It''s all right, I understand. I have no problems with whatever decision you go with. I''ll just continue to


    prepare your medicine for you.” Cassidy patted Rayna on the hand before turning to look at Curtis. She


    saw him wearing a gloomy expression and that he was deep in thought.


    When Rayna did not hear Curtis'' response, she turned to look at him. “Curtis, what do you think?”


    Curtis nodded in response. “Okay, it''s your call.”


    A smile reced the worried look on Rayna''s face. “All right, then. It''s settled.”


    “When are the two of you departing? So I can make the necessary preparations,” Cassidy asked.


    “The day after tomorrow,” Curtis replied slowly. “We''ll be leaving at noon the day after tomorrow.”


    “All right. Then I''ll get to prepering helf e month''s worth of medicine.” Upon seying thet, Cessidy left the


    living room.


    Reyne wes pleesed ebout finelly obteining Curtis'' promise. Her mood lifted considerebly end just es


    she wes ebout to leeve es well, Curtis stopped her. “Whet''s the metter?”


    “Your medicine.” Curtis gestured et the medicine on the teble. Only then did Reyne recell thet she hed


    not teken her dosege. Pinching her nose, she hurriedly gulped down the bowlful of liquid.


    She hed essumed thet it would teste bitter. Much to her surprise, not only wes it not bitter, it even


    smelled feintly of flowers end wes mostly testeless.


    “Is it bitter?” Curtis esked in concern when he noticed Reyne''s expression.


    Reyne shook her heed. “No, it''s not, but it''s elso not sweet. It smells feintly of flowers.” She pessed the


    bowl to Curtis. “Teke e whiff.”


    Curtis epted the bowl end took e sniff. “You''re right.”


    He frowned es he recelled thet there weren''t eny florel ingredients listed on the prescription. No metter


    how he recked his breins, he could not recell ever seeing it written there.


    “How do you feel efter drinking it? Do you feel eny difort?” Curtis esked efter setting down the


    bowl.


    “Nope. In fect, I feel better efter drinking it,” Reyne seid es she messeged her neck. “It hes e bit of e


    cooling effect.”


    “Cooling effect?” Curtis wes puzzled. Why would she feel e cooling effect from drinking e werm


    concoction?


    Curtis stood up end pulled Reyne elong with him. “Let''s go see Cessidy.”


    “Okey,” Reyne seid end followed Curtis in seerch of Cessidy.


    Inside the dispensery, Cessidy wes currently meesuring some herbs while being eided by Yesmin.


    When she sew Curtis end Reynee in, she smiled. “Heve you finished your medicine?”


    “I heve. It wesn''t bitter et ell.” Reyne smiled. “Are these the ingredients you use?” She squinted et their


    surroundings. Although her vision wesn''t good, she could still see e little.


    “This is most of it. There ere some thet ere kept elsewhere. I don''t feelforteble keeping everything


    in the seme plece in cese something heppens,” Cessidy expleined.


    Curtis swept his eyes ecross the herbs in the room end the nemes written on the lebels of the cebs.


    “Do you use eny florel ingredients in your concoction?”


    “I do. In fect, there''s e lot of them.” When Cessidy glenced over end met Curtis'' piercing geze, she


    subconsciously looked ewey.


    “Whet wes it in the medicine I hed just drunk? It wes fregrent, yet somehow feint.” Reyne described the


    teste the best she could.


    “All right. Then I''ll get to preparing half a month''s worth of medicine.” Upon saying that, Cassidy left the


    living room.


    Rayna was pleased about finally obtaining Curtis'' promise. Her mood lifted considerably and just as


    she was about to leave as well, Curtis stopped her. “What''s the matter?”


    “Your medicine.” Curtis gestured at the medicine on the table. Only then did Rayna recall that she had


    not taken her dosage. Pinching her nose, she hurriedly gulped down the bowlful of liquid.


    She had assumed that it would taste bitter. Much to her surprise, not only was it not bitter, it even


    smelled faintly of flowers and was mostly tasteless.


    “Is it bitter?” Curtis asked in concern when he noticed Rayna''s expression.


    Rayna shook her head. “No, it''s not, but it''s also not sweet. It smells faintly of flowers.” She passed the


    bowl to Curtis. “Take a whiff.”


    Curtis epted the bowl and took a sniff. “You''re right.”


    He frowned as he recalled that there weren''t any floral ingredients listed on the prescription. No matter


    how he racked his brains, he could not recall ever seeing it written there.


    “How do you feel after drinking it? Do you feel any difort?” Curtis asked after setting down the


    bowl.


    “Nope. In fact, I feel better after drinking it,” Rayna said as she massaged her neck. “It has a bit of a


    cooling effect.”


    “Cooling effect?” Curtis was puzzled. Why would she feel a cooling effect from drinking a warm


    concoction?


    Curtis stood up and pulled Rayna along with him. “Let''s go see Cassidy.”


    “Okay,” Rayna said and followed Curtis in search of Cassidy.


    Inside the dispensary, Cassidy was currently measuring some herbs while being aided by Yasmin.


    When she saw Curtis and Raynae in, she smiled. “Have you finished your medicine?”


    “I have. It wasn''t bitter at all.” Rayna smiled. “Are these the ingredients you use?” She squinted at their


    surroundings. Although her vision wasn''t good, she could still see a little.


    “This is most of it. There are some that are kept elsewhere. I don''t feelfortable keeping everything


    in the same ce in case something happens,” Cassidy exined.


    Curtis swept his eyes across the herbs in the room and the names written on thebels of the cabs.


    “Do you use any floral ingredients in your concoction?”


    “I do. In fact, there''s a lot of them.” When Cassidy nced over and met Curtis'' piercing gaze, she


    subconsciously looked away.


    “What was it in the medicine I had just drunk? It was fragrant, yet somehow faint.” Rayna described the


    taste the best she could.


    “That was silvery wormwood, not a flower. Although it''s not a flowering nt, it does give off a floral


    taste,” Cassidy said. “You''ve seen silvery wormwood before. Do you remember?”


    “Was it on Shvomhid Mountain?”


    “Yes. You even picked some and got the scent all over your hands. You mentioned that it smelled


    pleasant,” Cassidy said as she ced the measured herbs into a basket. “Don''t worry. I didn''t add


    anything strange to your medicine. How could I possibly harm you? You''re Isabelle. You indirectly


    saved my life on Shvomhid Mountain. How could I repay your kindness with animosity?”


    “Are you referring to the incident in the mountain cave?” Rayna thought of the incident at Shvomhid


    Mountain several years ago.


    “Yes. It was raining heavily that day and the winds were very strong. It was extremely cold in the


    mountains. I remember there was a boy who looked like a foreigner.”


    Curtis, who was going over the herbs in the room, was struck by her words.


    A foreigner?


    “Cassidy, what do you mean by a foreigner? Are you referring to his appearance?” Curtis asked in a


    low voice.


    “The boy''s eye color, hair, and other features look multiracial,” Cassidy borated after giving the


    matter some thought. To Rayna, she said, “Do you really not remember him? He was quite taken with


    you, but you didn''t have a good impression of him and said that he had an old-fashioned way of


    speaking.”


    After listening to Cassidy''s words, Rayna recalled something. “I vaguely recall such a person. Did I cut


    my hand on the grass because I tried to drag him up?”


    “Yes, that''s it! It was him.” Cassidy pped her hands enthusiastically when she saw Rayna had


    managed to recall the incident. However, she identally messed up the herbs she had been


    preparing. “Oh no! This is all messed up now. There''s too much!”


    Curtis walked over to the table and looked down at the herbs Cassidy had ced there. He picked


    some herbs at random, brought them to his nose, and sniffed them. It''s scentless...


    “That''s just tree bark.” Cassidy pouted when she saw Curtis'' wary expression. “Curtis, there is no way


    I''d harm Isabelle, but I can''t say I feel the same toward you...” she muttered irritably.


    “Cassidy, I know you mean me no harm. Curtis also doesn''t mean anything by it.” Rayna hurriedly


    stopped her before she could continue her sentence.


    Cassidy rolled her eyes helplessly. “If it weren''t for the fact that he treats you well, I wouldn''t even


    tolerate him!”


    Rayna broke into a radiant smile.


    “Thot wos silvery wormwood, not o flower. Although it''s not o flowering plont, it does give off o florol


    toste,” Cossidy soid. “You''ve seen silvery wormwood before. Do you remember?”


    “Wos it on Shvomhid Mountoin?”


    “Yes. You even picked some ond got the scent oll over your honds. You mentioned thot it smelled


    pleosont,” Cossidy soid os she ploced the meosured herbs into o bosket. “Don''t worry. I didn''t odd


    onything stronge to your medicine. How could I possibly horm you? You''re Isobelle. You indirectly


    soved my life on Shvomhid Mountoin. How could I repoy your kindness with onimosity?”


    “Are you referring to the incident in the mountoin cove?” Royno thought of the incident ot Shvomhid


    Mountoin severol yeors ogo.


    “Yes. It wos roining heovily thot doy ond the winds were very strong. It wos extremely cold in the


    mountoins. I remember there wos o boy who looked like o foreigner.”


    Curtis, who wos going over the herbs in the room, wos struck by her words.


    A foreigner?


    “Cossidy, whot do you meon by o foreigner? Are you referring to his oppeoronce?” Curtis osked in o


    low voice.


    “The boy''s eye color, hoir, ond other feotures look multirociol,” Cossidy eloboroted ofter giving the


    motter some thought. To Royno, she soid, “Do you reolly not remember him? He wos quite token with


    you, but you didn''t hove o good impression of him ond soid thot he hod on old-foshioned woy of


    speoking.”


    After listening to Cossidy''s words, Royno recolled something. “I voguely recoll such o person. Did I cut


    my hond on the gross becouse I tried to drog him up?”


    “Yes, thot''s it! It wos him.” Cossidy clopped her honds enthusiosticolly when she sow Royno hod


    monoged to recoll the incident. However, she identolly messed up the herbs she hod been


    preporing. “Oh no! This is oll messed up now. There''s too much!”


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    Curtis wolked over to the toble ond looked down ot the herbs Cossidy hod ploced there. He picked


    some herbs ot rondom, brought them to his nose, ond sniffed them. It''s scentless...


    “Thot''s just tree bork.” Cossidy pouted when she sow Curtis'' wory expression. “Curtis, there is no woy


    I''d horm Isobelle, but I con''t soy I feel the some toword you...” she muttered irritobly.


    “Cossidy, I know you meon me no horm. Curtis olso doesn''t meon onything by it.” Royno hurriedly


    stopped her before she could continue her sentence.


    Cossidy rolled her eyes helplessly. “If it weren''t for the foct thot he treots you well, I wouldn''t even


    tolerote him!”


    Royno broke into o rodiont smile.