Raeleigh changed a new set of sheets for Jepherson, ignoring that he was acting like a king. When she was done, she called him over, and he went to lie down without taking off his shoes. The others were still in the room, and Raeleigh didn't know whether he did it on purpose. Regardless, she didn't know how to react to what he did. However, she still took off his shoes and placed them on the ground before tucking his feet in like she was serving a master. When Raeleigh was done, she turned to look at him only to find his eyes already shut. Deanna pulled Raeleigh away warily, "Raeleigh, you treat Jepherson like this. He has gone too far, and he's not a child either. Why should you take off his shoes?" "He's tired." Raeleigh had always thought nobody would understand her feelings. If she decided to love someone, she could give everything. It didn't mean that she'd be lowly. In fact, she was glad; at least she was able to accept and to love. Better than
She thought Raeleigh was vicious; she actually cursed Madam Marissa. But why didn't Mr. Jepherson do anything? Oddly, Jepherson laid back down after sitting for a while. Immediately, she turned her gaze back at Raeleigh, wide-eyed, refusing to believe Raeleigh was unaware he had awoken. "Raeleigh, Mr. Jepherson's blanket." She thought she should remind her. The room was freezing even with an additional heater. With that, Raeleigh stood up, went to Jepherson, and tucked him in again while he looked to be genuinely asleep, lying motionless in bed. After that, she went back to Scarlette and continued talking to her. Scarlette said in disbelief, "Raeleigh, he..." "People come and go, just like plants that could only live for a season. Although life could not last forever, everybody has a shining moment in their lives and a place where they lived for themselves. Plants would also live for the sake of reproduction, ensuring that their species would never g
Seeing Hadrian, Scarlette's face turned extremely grim. Never in her wildest imaginations had she thought he would appear in front of her and travel-worn at that. Where he came from was obviously just as cold as the sanatorium as he was wearing a black below-the-knee puffer jacket, with a white sweater and black pants. It was the first time she saw him in winter boots; he looked utterly lifeless. He was also slinging a black backpack, Scarlette's favorite, on his right shoulder while carrying a handbag in his left hand, Hadrian's favorite. It seemed that he was not surprised to see her. After putting the two bags down, he walked to her and looked at her with his head low. "Great, now that your legs are broken, let's see where else you can go." Hadrian gritted his teeth. It seemed that he wanted to rain millions of hatred on her, but he couldn't utter a word, feeling a dull pain in his chest. Tears fell from her ghastly face thereupon. Raeleigh looked
However, Raeleigh shook her head and refused. "It's fine; I can deal with it myself. I'll look for him if I really need to." In actuality, she had no intentions of approaching Zorion, even if she was driven to a corner. Deanna blinked twice. "Raeleigh, I hate owing favors the most." "I didn't say you do, and you don't. Jacky came to me himself; his determination moved me. I merely tagged along on this trip, trying my luck, that's all. I didn't expect to be this lucky." She really didn't like to interact with Zorion. To her, regardless of the reason, since some things did happen in the past, then there was no way she would forget everything. Thus, she didn't want to have much to do with people like him. He was different from Deanna. Deanna was the carefree, harmless type, but he was like a businessman; he had his own views on everything. It wasn't that people like him were bad, but Raeleigh preferred the quiet life, best that she didn't have to social
Raeleigh had been somewhat distracted since she left Deanna's house. She had made a few efforts to call Xanthus but never once pressed the call button. In the end, in for a penny, in for a pound, Jepherson simply confiscated her phone. They sat in an MPV as they journeyed to the Osteen's home. In actuality, everyone was well aware, but Jeanna chose to lie in Hansen's arms and pretended to rest while he kept his eyes closed. Hence, the two of them played dumb to whatever happened during the journey. Raeleigh, on the other hand, was exasperated. She knew she couldn't make a big fuss, but if she didn't, she didn't know how to explain it to her parents. Moreover, they were not too far from her parents' home. It was hard to tell how long she could stall when they traveled by car. "Behave yourself." Jepherson took the phone away and whispered in her ear. Livid, she bit her lip, leading him to look at them. "Are you seducing me?" Raeleigh's face flushed imm
He saw Jepherson and his parents right after that, but he didn't think so at first as Hansen and Jenna looked more like Jepherson's older siblings. "Miss, Madam was talking about how much she wished you were here yesterday." After Bernardo led the group in, Raeleigh introduced the Richards out of courtesy, "This is Mr. Richards; you two have met before." "Yes. Good day, Mr. Richards." Bernardo greeted. "This is Mr. Richards's parents; this is our butler, Bernardo." Raeleigh's introduction surprised Bernardo. "Mr. Richards's parents are so young." "You're too kind." Jenna was all smiles as she replied. Stumped, Jenna left a good impression on Bernardo. At the very least, she was unpretentious and courteous. "Mr., Mrs. Richards, let's go inside." At this point, it was too late for Raeleigh to say anything; she could only improvise. However, there was no way she'd address Jepherson's parents as Mom and Dad in front of her own family.
When Raeleigh entered the house, Hansen and Jenna were waiting in the living room. As they waited, they admired the paintings and interior design. Bernardo had already invited them to have a seat, but Hansen and Jenna were not one to lose their manners; they wouldn't sit before the head of the house came out. People like them were well aware of the etiquette when visiting someone sincerely. It was justifiable that Raleigh's family didn't want to see them. After all, Jepherson had done the unspeakable. They were grateful to even be able to come in. Parents always put their children first. If they had a daughter and the same thing happened to her, Jenna couldn't even guarantee she'd be able to forgive immediately, but her husband, on the other hand? Jenna unconsciously glanced at her husband, who was looking at the paintings by her side. She knew he wouldn't let it go, at the very least. He might even wreak havoc with their two sons, burn the guy to ashes, a
Raeleigh was waiting in the living room when Jepherson came downstairs and said, "Bernardo, please get our meal ready." Stunned, Bernardo hadn't expected him actually to have seen himself as part of the family. Seeing that Bernardo wasn't responsive, Jepherson turned to Raeleigh, who was looking right back at him. Only then she said, "Please, Bernardo." "Right away, Miss Raeleigh." Jepherson then turned to his parents. "I know you're both tired; take a rest. If you're not comfortable down here, there are rooms upstairs; I can show you the way." Jenna thought it wasn't right for them to rest in someone else's home, especially when the hosts were absent. Hansen turned to his son. "You didn't tell Raeleigh we'll be coming over today?" Jenna's heart raced; this guy sure was getting better at passing the buck. "I didn't." In for a penny, in for a pound, Jepherson thought it was all his fault at that point. To ease the mood, Raeleig