Go After My Ex-wife

Chapter 1679 Foiled Escape Plan

Raeleigh shook her head. "I don't want to talk about it."

"Then let's talk about what happened before the incident."

Jepherson did not give up and neither did Raeleigh answer him. She squinted her eyes.

"How did he meet you? Was he the one who came to pick you up when you left?"

This had been a thorn in his side and he could not let it go.

He hadn't wanted to ask, but his strong desire to know had won over.

Jepherson was lying on his back, waiting for an answer not forthcoming. "Raeleigh... do you love him?"

"If I love him, will you release Cynthia and let me go?" Raeleigh regretted coming here. If she'd stayed

there and continued searching for Cynthia, he would let her go one day. At this moment, however, she

couldn't even leave. Jepherson didn't seem to want to let her go at all.

"No," Jepherson said firmly. Raeleigh opened her eyes and thought for a moment, then closed them.

"I don't know if this is right or wrong. I never expected you to do this."

"Raeleigh, don't you think our bodies fit each other so well?"

"..."

When Raeleigh didn't answer, Jepherson said, "I'll let you go if he comes to you."

Raeleigh opened her eyes. "If he doesn't come, are you going to imprison me for the rest of my life?"

"If he doesn't come, it means that you don't have him anymore. Why do you have to leave?"

"I'm tired. Let's rest."

Raeleigh closed her eyes and pulled the quilt over herself. They'd been over this many times, but they

failed to reach a consensus each time. It looked like there was no other way but to find a way to

escape.

After waiting for her for a while, Jepherson still wanted to know something, but she had fallen asleep.

Jepherson stretched out his hand trying to roust her, but she had slipped into a deep slumber.

Only then did Jepherson doze off.

Raeleigh woke up Tristany in the morning. She had not have a good night's sleep at all.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Jepherson's sleeping face in front of her, looking like a child. She

carefully looked at his face, which was as delicate and smooth as a woman's.

Raeleigh smiled despite herself. It was a pity that such a rosy complexion found itself on a man's face.

Turning over, she got out of bed. When she was washing up, Jepherson woke up and went to the

bathroom. He walked to the door and pulled her back to bed, pressing down on her.

Raeleigh was unable to resist. Jepherson had the upper hand with his weight and strength.

He trained his gaze on her, and she wondered why.

After everything was over, Jepherson lay down for a while before they took a bath together then had

their meal.

The moment they sat down, they saw the magazine that Stuart had placed there. It was talking all

about Jepherson's words from the banquet. There wasn't a cover page, but everyone knew that

Jepherson was the one who'd said those words.

"What's this for? Trying to make me sick?"

Jepherson threw out this question casually, and Stuart said, "Everyone's talking about you and Madam

Raeleigh. What do you think about this?"

"Leave them be, they can say whatever they like. How's the preparations for your wedding going?"

"I don't want to be rude but we should really stay on the subject, Mr. Jepherson. I have something to

show you."

Stuart took out a photo and showed it to Jepherson. At first, Jepherson did not care, but later...

Seeing that the woman in the wedding dress was Raeleigh, and the man beside her was not him,

Jepherson's eyes turned menacing.

"Who asked you to investigate this?" Jepherson's expression darkened as he asked in a low voice.

Stuart said, "I found out about it by accident. I didn't investigate it on purpose."

"I'll ask you one more time. Who asked you to investigate this?" Jepherson slammed his hand on the

table. Raeleigh sat next to him and stared at the photo on the table. The photo fell on the floor and she

picked it up.

It could be seen that the photos were definitely not edited.

Stuart lowered his head and said nothing.

Raeleigh looked at Jepherson without saying a word. His face was pale as he stood up and kicked over

the chair next to him before turning to walk out of the room. At the door, he accidentally knocked into

the decorative vase, then turned back and pushed it over.

Nobody knew if the decorative vase was authentic, but it fell down with a crash, smashing into pieces

on the ground.

Jepherson didn't even look at it before turning around to leave with Stuart chasing after him. As he left,

he yelled to his men, "Take care of Madam Raeleigh."

Raeleigh sat there, looking down at the photos. She first put them away, then stood up.

She then walked towards the bathroom before the guards arrived.

Finally, there was an opportunity for her to leave.

...

When Stuart chased outside, he saw Jepherson standing quietly in the wind, having no reactions or

care to the people around. It was like he was in a trance.

Outside, Jepherson stood at a spot where the cold wind blew. He gritted his teeth and endured the

pain.

Afraid that something would happen, Stuart ran out and stood behind him. Jepherson did not say a

word and just stood in the wind.

"Mr. Jepherson."

Stuart called out to Jepherson, but only received a "Leave me the f*ck alone!"

Stuart stood still behind Jepherson, who then said, "Go and keep an eye on Raeleigh."

"But, Mr. Jepherson..."

"I won't die now, will I!"

Stuart had to turn back.

However, Raeleigh had disappeared when he got back to the hotel room.

...

Raeleigh walked out from the back of the hotel and scanned her surroundings. She headed in a

direction where fewer people were headed and got into a taxi. She had no cash to pay the taxi driver,

so she gave him her watch as payment.

"Is this enough? If it is, please send me to Waverly Village."

The driver glanced at Raeleigh's watch. He didn't know what its model and make were, but it was

beautiful. The question was where it had come from and whether it was legal.

After thinking for a moment, the driver asked Raeleigh, "Did you perhaps steal this?"

Raeleigh said with a smile, "Do I look like a thief to you?"

The driver didn't think Raeleigh looked like one, but no thief would walk around the street wearing a

thief badge.

Seeing the driver hesitate, Raeleigh said, "How about this? Send me to the place and I will ask my

friend to give you money. Lend me your cellphone and I'll make a call. You can hold on to the watch

first."

The driver thought this was reasonable, so he sent Raeleigh to Waverly Village. Raeleigh also called

Jacky, asking him to pick her up.

Jacky hung up the phone and looked at the time. He came out from the Atkinson family's mansion and

was ready to pick Raeleigh up. However, they were stopped halfway through the journey.

The driver stopped the car. He was a little confused. Did he come across someone who was filming a

movie?

It was dark in front of them, the intruders were all dressed in black, and they were driving black cars

too.

They could not differentiate the leader from the mob as they were all wearing the same attire.

Someone signalled the driver to stop the car, but he dared not stop. He thought for a while. "Is this Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

kidnapping? No wonder she is penniless. She was trying to escape!"

Raeleigh told the driver, "I will protect you. Please send this watch to Waverly Village and someone will

attend to you. Tell him what happened here and write down the plate number of the cars in front."

She opened the door, got out of the car, and walked forward, not caring about the attackers at all.

The driver was terrified. He had no idea what was going on.