Raeleigh lay still as Jepherson flipped over and positioned himself on top of her. She looked him in the eyes, motionlessly. In the past, she would have been worried, afraid, or shy, but that time, she wasn't. She looked at Jepherson. Although she hadn t made an attempt to seduce him, she was waiting for him, wholeheartedly. Jepherson rode on her, tensing up with carnal desire. However, the thought that Raeleigh was his sister, whom he had been looking for over the years, had hurt him to the core, as though it had stabbed him right in the heart, and blood was dripping from it, soaking the entire place with red liquid. His breathing steadily calmed down. His guilty conscience had prevailed over his then banished s*xual desire, and what was left in him was an incurable wound. His feelings for her were the salt to his wound, calling forth the fact that he had defiled his own sister. Regarding their first intercourse, it was he who had forced her into it. Had it no
By the time Santiago arrived at the hospital, Raeleigh had already had a miscarriage. The doctor came out and informed him of the news, causing him to kick the doctor to the ground. "Now that the baby is gone, nothing will come to a good end." Santiago looked as if he was out for blood. The doctor got up from the ground, trembling. He lowered his head in horror, as though he were a lowly creature before a tyrant. It was a fact known to all that no one who messed with Santiago Richards was still left unscathed, if not devoured. At any rate, when Raeleigh was sent here, the baby was already gone. Not even by forcing them to die would the baby come alive! Santiago's gaze had been filled with ferocity. It landed on the door of the operating theater while he gradually regained his composure. "Since the baby couldn't be rescued, save the mother. I will remember each of your names. If, in the future, she can't give birth to another child, then you folks will not live t
After making the arrangements, Santiago pushed the door open and entered. Scarlette watched the door close before she slumped in dejection once again. Once Santiago had entered the ward, he walked to Raeleigh's side, sat down, and looked at her. Her face was white as snow. This is how a woman was like when she lost her child through miscarriage. Other than that, she was covered in sweat. Santiago slipped his hand under the quilt and held her hand. It was so cold, just like the hand of a dead person. After a while, he put her hand back. Gradually, the sky darkened. Santiago got up and went to stand by the window for a moment before he came back to sit beside her. After that, he stood up again. After enduring one such restless spell throughout the night, he finally sat still. Soon, it was dawn. Raeleigh also rose at the break of dawn. She opened her eyes slowly and stared into space. Everything felt like a dream, as if they had travelled light-years previous
Cynthia found it unnecessary. They had already known each other, therefore there was no need for them to get to know each other again. She didn't extend her hand to shake Xanthus', whereas the latter didn't withdraw his hand but just stared at her. Several times, Cynthia helplessly swept her eyes over Santiago, who showed no sign of waking up. Later, she called out his name. Only then did Santiago open his eyes. Santiago sat up and stared at the two people, who were confronting each other. Cynthia walked over. "You're awake?" "Didn't you wake me up?" Santiago gave her a sideways glance while she lowered her head slightly. Xanthus turned to look at them without saying anything. Santiago shot a glance at him. "Why are you here?" "Raeleigh called me," Xanthus said while he sat next to Raeleigh, much to the displeasure of Cynthia. Her general impression of him was getting worse. Raeleigh was Jepherson's girlfriend, and they had been living together. She wonder
Jepherson, who was lying on the sickbed, opened his eyes and looked at his surroundings. There was not a single person beside him. Stuart was standing at the door. He ran over when he saw Jepherson waking up. "Where's Raeleigh?" Jepherson asked right away as soon as he saw Stuart. Stuart bowed his head. "Miss Raeleigh is fine. She's recuperating in her own ward, but she might not be in the mood to see you." It was the first time in his life to have lied to Jepherson, who then picked up the things around him and smashed them all. Stuart did not dare to dodge them, and his head was injured in the wake of everything. Jepherson put down his hand and lay on the bed. He told Stuart to bandage the wound, and the latter complied, retreating from the ward. Stuart found someone to guard Jepherson for the time being. Jepherson lay on the bed alone, waiting until Stuart bandaged himself up and came back. He felt that he had no strength. His body was feeble, and he seemed to
For the past few days of Raeleigh hospitalization, Jepherson hadn't shown up. At first, Santiago didn't pay attention to it. Later, he went to look for Jepherson, only to find that he was out of the country. Santiago called him, but the one who answered the call was always Stuart, and Santiago gave him a good scolding. In the end, Stuart no longer dared to pick up his call again. When the day came for Raeleigh to be discharged, Jepherson seemed to have disappeared off the face of the Earth. Scarlette sat sullenly in the front passenger seat while Hadrian drove the car. Raeleigh and Cynthia sat in the back. Knowing that it was time for Raeleigh to be discharged from the hospital, Deanna also came, although Zorion did not. Deanna turned up with the protection of bodyguards. Scarlette finally understood what it meant to have survived a traumatic experience. Arriving at her home, Raeleigh got out of the car. Cynthia took away all the things from he
Downstairs, Deanna kept inundating Jepherson with calls. She wanted to ask why he neither visited Raeleigh nor picked her up when she was discharged from the hospital. She was so indignant that she channeled her fury through the calls. Scarlette had tried to stop her at first, but she gave up eventually. There existed in this world a sort of people who couldn't be reasoned with. The more the advice given to them, the more obstinate they would be. They insisted on going their own ways. Deanna was a typical example of this species. Scarlette, for one, wanted to see if her attempts would be fruitful at last. But later, it turned out that Jepherson neither picked up her calls, nor did he reply to them, even until her phone was out of battery. Deanna found a charger to charge her phone, sitting aside, containing the anger within her. Looking at how she behaved, Cynthia gradually understood why Santiago had searched for Deanna instantly the moment he heard
"Yeah, now." Hanging up, Santiago raced his car to Raeleigh's house. Upon arrival, he got out of the car and went in to find Cynthia, who had yet to change her clothes. "Get changed and let's go," Santiago said decisively. Cynthia chewed on it for a moment before she turned to take her coat and went out with Santiago. While she was in the car, she said, "I don't think it's the right time for us to hang out." "There is nothing right or wrong about it. Look, you've been busy for a week, and you owe this timeout to yourself." Santiago cracked a smile. At first, Cynthia wanted to tell him that she hadn't done much, but the words remained unspoken. He sped to a jewelry shop, got out of the car, and went in to purchase a diamond bracelet for Cynthia. She said that she did not want it as it was too lavish a gift. Notwithstanding her objection, he still made the payment and let her put it on before he turned around and left the shop. Cynthia chas