Go After My Ex-wife

Chapter 1637 Gone Without a Trace

"Mmph..."

Raeleigh made a sound as she was kissed to the point of pain. Only then did Jepherson slowly let her

go, his heart thumped at the sight of her teary face. He took his hands from underneath her skirt,

twisted his body aside and let out a breath. He then loosened his collar, took off his coat, tossed it

carelessly to the ground and strode off in the direction of the bathroom, Raeleigh's handbag taken with

him.

Raeleigh watched as the lounge door shut behind his back and went to pick up Jepherson's coat. She

shuffled over to the bed, put his clothes down and turned around to study the inside of the room.

Nothing had changed compared to when she was here three years ago.

Jepherson stepped out of the bathroom in a pair of purple pajamas as she studied the room.

Raeleigh asked, "How is Santiago?"

"Won't you care about anyone else other than Santiago?" he countered.

"You seem to live here all the time, so who is taking care of him?"

Jepherson walked towards Raeleigh from the bathroom. He stopped and waited for Raeleigh's

response. "I can only give you my heartfelt blessings." she eventually said.

"I don't want it. I want you!"

Jepherson turned to one side of the room and brought out a pair of pajamas to give to Raeleigh.

"Change."

Raeleigh followed Jepherson's trek across the room, then stared at the sleepwear in his hands. "I can't

do this."

"Then I won't let Cynthia go."

"In that case, will you let her go if I put this on?"

"Not necessarily, but don't even think about mentioning it if you don't change."

Jepherson put the pajamas aside and headed for the bed. He pulled down the quilt and sat on the bed,

his eyes fixed on Raeleigh as he laid down.

Raeleigh turned her back on Jepherson, a little embarrassed. She looked at the pajamas but didn't

change into them. Instead, she walked over to the sofa and sat down.

Jepherson waited and waited, but Raeleigh never came over even until the night fell.

Unable to sleep, he blinked open his eyes to see Raeleigh. She was curled up on the sofa like a pitiful

child; with her face cushioned in her hands and her eyes squeezed tight, her legs crossed and huddled

against her thin body, her feet bare to the open air.

Jepherson crouched down and stared at Raeleigh. He raised his hand to touch her face, but withdrew it

at the last moment.

Then he carried her in his arms as he got up, startling her awake.

"What, you never got carried before?"

Jepherson's husky baritone voice penetrated through her bones and reached deep into her heart. She

went motionless in bewilderment, which gave him the chance to bring her to the bed.

Raeleigh quickly scooched to the side as Jepherson laid down beside her on his back. He closed his

eyes and mumbled, "Go to sleep."

Raeleigh silently looked at the man at her side before she flipped over to get out of bed. An arm

snapped out to pull her back but stopped when Raeleigh flicked a glance back at him, "I need to go to

the bathroom."

Jepherson let her go. Raeleigh got up and went to the bathroom as she said. Jepherson tidied up the

sheets and lay down again. When Raeleigh came out, she returned to her side of the bed and settled

back down.

However, neither of them could fall asleep. They just lay there and stared unblinkingly into space.

A long while later, Jepherson asked Raeleigh, "Does he treat you well?"

Raeleigh's heart went sour, and her words got stuck in her throat.

Jepherson turned to look at her. "He's not treating you well?"

Raeleigh shook her head. "People are emotionally sensitive. After a period of time, everything will be Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

fine."

Jepherson chuckled and his head turned to face the ceiling. "If he knew you came here to find me,

wouldn't he be angry?"

"He doesn't know."

"I will find a way to let him know." Jepherson's eyes were dark as he stared at Raeleigh. She remained

silent for a long time before she affirmed, "You won't do that."

"That's not necessarily true. My woman has been taken away. Why can't I take her back?"

Jepherson flipped his body over and pressed down against her own. Raeleigh was given such a fright

that she couldn't react at first. A second later she raised her hands to push him away.

"What are you doing?"

"To think Raeleigh can ask such a meaningless question." Jepherson lowered her head and gave her a

quick kiss. After they parted, his eyes remained glued on her. "I really regret it. On the day we first met,

the young Jepherson from back then didn't understand..."

Raeleigh jerked in shock as a pang of bitterness shot through her heart. Jepherson lowered his head

and kissed her again. He pried open her tightly closed lips, entangled with her, doggedly asking her...

Raeleigh was a little dazed, her body losing strength for unknown reasons

They were wrapped around each other for who knew how long before Raeleigh was released.

Jepherson held her in his arms and kissed her hair. "Take a rest."

Raeleigh lifted her head and gazed up at him, "When will you release Cynthia?"

"Is she married to your brother now?" Jepherson asked seriously. Raeleigh shook her head, "No, my

brother has always been pursuing her but she never accepted him."

In fact, Raeleigh had mentioned this before but Cynthia always insisted that Xanthus was not the

person she's looking for.

Raeleigh asked if it was because she was still thinking about Santiago, but Cynthia refuted it, saying

that it was no longer possible. However, she also could not accept Xanthus. When asked for her

reasons, she remained tight-lipped.

In the end, Raeleigh was an unrelated party, hence she couldn't interject too much about many things.

This is why she was also in the dark about what actually happened.

Jepherson stroked her shoulder. "It's best if they aren't. I can't be wishful, so neither can he."

Raeleigh stared at him but with his eyes closed, Raeleigh couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

"What are you planning?"

Raeleigh grew a little worried when she perceived Jepherson's expression. If her return this time was

just the beginning, she dared not imagine when it would all end.

"If I can't have you, nobody will."

Don't say he was merciless, the most merciless one of all was them.

Raeleigh glared. "This has nothing to do with my brother. I was the one who wanted to leave."

"It doesn't matter who was right and who was wrong. Whoever can't get along with me, I won't get

along with them. Cynthia isn't with anyone else but together with Jared."

Raeleigh sat up and lowered her head to stare down at Jepherson. "You're saying that Cynthia was

taken away by Jared?"

He stared back up at her. "I will support Jared's pursuit for Cynthia. Maybe he would be more suited for

her. Didn't you say that they haven't even started yet?"

"How can this be?" Raeleigh couldn't understand Jepherson at all. How could he do this? Was he

crazy?

How could he treat love as child's play?

"Why not?" Jepherson sat up from the bed and imitated her posture. They sat facing each other until

Raeleigh laid back on one side, unwilling to struggle any longer.

Raeleigh had never thought about coming back. She had found solace that was hard-won within the

last three years she was away. In the beginning, Raeleigh had been on tenterhooks and kept looking

behind her back, afraid of the day when he would find her. However, as the days went by and

Jepherson didn't appear, she had gradually realized that he would never come to find her again.

She rejoiced, as she could finally spend her days with ease. But who would have thought that Cynthia

would suddenly disappear a year later, after her presentation that afternoon. She was gone without a

trace.