After she had her lunch and packed a few clothes, Raeleigh followed Jepherson to his family residence. She had barely stepped through the door when she froze, for who should be taking a stroll in the yard but none other than Trevor and Marissa, the former pushing the latter around. Trevor wasn't a problem to Raeleigh, but the sight of Marissa made her feel on edge. Should she say hello or not? Forget it. Raeleigh was outfitted in a white maternity dress, and with her abdomen round from pregnancy, she looked as stunning as a celestial fairy. Women's pregnancy would usually bring about change, but those like Raeleigh who grow even more beautiful the further along she was were truly rare in between. She didn't even wear makeup, nor applied any skincare products. She stood out like a hibiscus wet with dew and the servants around the area were stunned. No wonder Mr. Jepherson and Mr. Santiago fell over themselves for her, who wouldn't? Raeleig
Marissa didn't know how much time had passed before she calmed down. Trevor then cajoled her all the way to her bed. After she fell asleep, Trevor sat vigil by her side as he held her hand until she woke up. However, this time around, Marissa threw an even bigger fuss. Even after she woke up, she couldn't forget about Raeleigh being here. She refused to eat whatever was given to her, determined to be starved to death. Trevor had no choice but to take Marissa to the Green Jade Garden to see Raeleigh. Jenna was informed and tried her best to stop them. "Mom... " Jenna stood in the way to the Green Jade Garden, blocking their entry. When Marissa saw her, she was a little unhappy. It seemed that she had always knew about Raeleigh's presence. Marissa gritted her teeth so hard it could be heard. "Mom, I knew about this for a long time. Listen to my explanation. It's not Raeleigh's fault. It's mine. We can talk about this once we head back lest we disturb her and Santi
By the time Jenna arrived, Raeleigh was about to fall asleep to the curses still being spewed outside. Jenna fretted anxiously, but she couldn't just manhandle her mother-in-law away from the Green Jade Garden. She tried to persuade Marissa away with sweet words to no avail. In the end, she had to wait for Trevor to come and forced Marissa to return. When a voice came through the door that sounded like Jenna, Raeleigh cracked it open, and true enough, Jenna was on the other side. "Raeleigh, how are you?" Jenna took Raeleigh's hands in concern. Raeleigh smiled in response, "I'm fine, I was just about to fall asleep." Jenna was dumbfounded, disbelief on her face. What did this child say? Almost fell asleep? Jenna looked at Xanthus, who stood to the side as they conversed. Xanthus's expression was extremely terrible as he commented nonchalantly, "I really didn't expect that the Matriarch of the Richards family could have such words coming out of her mouth. It reall
Jenna refused to open the door from start to finish. Time ticked by for who knows how long and when everyone should be asleep, she heard the door being pushed open from the outside. Hansen entered the room and put down the key in his hand. He ordered the servants to return before he shut the door and headed for Jenna and their son. At this time, Jenna had woken up as she blinked open her eyes. Noticing someone coming over, she slowly propped her body up on one side while she rubbed the sleep away from her face. Hansen stood next to the bed and said, "You're getting more and more bold, you even dare to lock me out?" Jenna sat up in silence. Her face was so blank that no one could discern any form of expression from it. Hansen started to unbutton his clothes, his coat tossed to one side. Jenna watched him and asked in a strange tone, "You're not going back tonight?" "Are you kidding me? This place is mine, where am I supposed to return to?" Jenna
"He left this behind for you before he left." The dean took out a small booklet left by Lamarre and handed it over to Jepherson, who stood in front of Lamarre's tombstone. Jepherson took it and just said, "Thank you." The dean smiled and glanced at the person's image on the tombstone. Perhaps they would meet again in the next life. He was the strongest and most indifferent man she had ever seen. The dean, a woman in her thirties, turned to leave after she had handed the item over to him. Her figure cut through the rain with an umbrella in hand as she headed towards her car by herself. At a sudden thought, the aforementioned woman turned to look at Jepherson and asked, "There are still some things in Mr. Lee's ward. Do you need my help to pack it up?" "No need. I will pack it myself later." Jepherson held his own umbrella, his eyes fixed on the booklet in his hand as the pitter-patter of raindrops sounded out from around him. This was an autumn
Three years later. Jepherson came out of the Osteen's family manor with a dark look on his face. Jared, who had stood by the door, didn't even need to ask. This time was a failure as well, and they've been trying for three years already. Even if the person had died, it had been three whole years. In the end, their search had spanned for that long and still they heard not one peep from her. Fortunately, he continued to spare no effort in his search for her. It wasn't like Jared knew Jepherson for only a day or two. The day they met was also due to the fact he had been searching for someone. Previously it was the sister, and now it was the wife. The previous lifetime was all for the lover in the previous life, this lifetime was now all for the lover in the afterlife! Jared headed for the other side of the car and opened the door. Jepherson glanced at him, stepped up and bent down to get inside. They then headed straight for the airport. The car s
The wind whistled through her ears as Raeleigh waited a long while for his response. She finally couldn't help but add, "Mr. Richards, do you have some unfinished business to attend to? If so, we can talk at a later time." Jepherson gritted his teeth. "What business does Miss Anson have with me?" Raeleigh stiffened for a moment before she relaxed and said, "I came here for Cynthia Moore." Jepherson laughed. "I don't know this person." "......" Raeleigh's fair countenance was now brushed up with makeup. Every time she had to go out, she would apply a light layer upon her face, not too much, just enough. After all, things were different from before when she was just a college student. It was normal not to put makeup then, but in this society, makeup was also a form of knowledge that one must pick up eventually. A person's face was the key to their first impression, it was impossible to leave it unadorned. However, when Jepherson looked upon
The moment the door was shut, Raeleigh suddenly quieted down, aware that something wasn't right. Then the gentle sound of the car being locked was heard and Raeleigh twisted her gaze to the front of the car, her face pale. Jepherson's hand trailed up to the inside of her skirt but was pressed down by Raeleigh's hand to stop him. She looked at him, her face flushed and her heart racing as she murmured, "You can't do this." "Why not?" At his question, Raeleigh swallowed but pushed forth, "You can't do this. I already have a husband." Jepherson's body jolted in shock and recalled that their divorce papers had already gone through. He grinded his teeth together, unable to calm his turbulent heart. "Say it again." Raeleigh tried to appease him, "I have my own life. Don't be like this." "What's his name?" Jepherson's eyes darkened. He stared avidly at Raeleigh's dainty face that was now flushed red from their previous activities, so red it seemed tha