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
"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?" Je
They couldn't find her no matter where they looked. It wasn't until her parents mentioned that Jepherson came by that it dawned on her as to why Cynthia had disappeared. Xanthus didn't want her to go, but if she did not come in person, Jepherson wouldn't release her. She had to compromise. She travelled back directly from abroad without rest and even concealed this matter from Xanthus. Raeleigh shut her eyes. In truth, all that happened had always foreshadowed this moment. She was just too careless this time. Bit by bit, the room grew quiet. Whether it be Raeleigh or Jepherson, only the sound of their breathing could be heard. Occasionally, Raeleigh could hear the wind from outside and knew the sound to be that of the wind hitting against the windowpane. Therefore, she was not worried. She was more worried as to when the people around her would come back and cling to her again. With that notion stuck in her mind, Raeleigh didn't sleep for the r
Raeleigh looked up at Jepherson in shock. At first, she didn't understand, but soon she realized that Jepherson did it on purpose. True enough... "So it turns out trust can fade away?" Jepherson pushed the dining car aside, turned on his heel and headed for the door as he spoke, "I remember it wasn't like this before." Raeleigh straightened up and stared at Jepherson's retreating back. She didn't point out that even her trust towards someone had a time limit. To say nothing of the fact that he kept testing them repeatedly, even a strong-willed person would buckle underneath the pressure and their trust for him would erode away. Jepherson stepped out of the room and leaned against the wall outside to wait for Raeleigh. It was a first for Stuart to see Jepherson like this. He didn't kick up a fuss, neither did he vent out his temper. He looked as if his soul had been spirited away, and now all that's left was a terrifying, lonely shell; a shadow of his forme
Raeleigh looked over at Jepherson. "Why must you do this?" "What did I do?" Jepherson retorted, and Raeleigh asked, "Didn't you tell Stuart to address me as madam?" "I did, but he already addressed you so himself in the car yesterday." Stumped, Raeleigh had forgotten about it. Jepherson glanced at Raeleigh and said, "Do you want me to show you the dashcam?" Raeleigh did not answer but merely stood in the elevator, silent the entire ride. After exiting the elevator, Jepherson brought Raeleigh to his office and called his secretary after entering. "Bring some fruits, snacks, and the magazines you read some time ago over." The phone ended with Lucy's face full of confusion. Hadn't they forbade her from reading them in the company anymore? She had already taken them home. Where was she going to find them right then? Although she was at a loss, Lucy Wagner was, after all, Jepherson's secretary. She made a prompt decision to search throug
"Let's go then." Jepherson pulled Raeleigh's hand and took her away. After returning to his office, Raeleigh sat down while Jepherson grabbed a pillow and sat next to her, then lied down on the inner side of the sofa. Though Jepherson's sofa was not as wide as the bed, it could still easily fit the two of them lying down. "Come and take a nap," Jepherson called to her after lying down. Raeleigh said, "I'll sleep lying on the table. Go ahead and sleep." "Come here!" Jepherson shifted further in, waiting for Raeleigh to lie beside him. However, Raeleigh remained motionless. Jepherson turned sideways and spread his arm across the sofa. "If I go over to you, it won't be as simple as lying down." After a debate, she removed her shoes and laid down beside him. Then he turned and cuddled her, placing one arm on her waist and the other into her collar, holding on tightly to her... With a heavy breath, she wanted to take his hand away from her che
When they arrived at the company, the driver deliberately parked the car near the company's entrance to prevent more people from seeing Jepherson getting off with the sanitary pads. However, many still saw him, and he even took the two large bags with him. The driver reminded, "Mr. Jepherson." Jepherson looked inside the car at the driver. "Yes?" The driver said, "She won't need that many." Jepherson glanced at the bags in his hand and walked toward the company, ignoring the driver's words. Seeing so, the driver immediately called Stuart, prompting him to tell Lucy to help Jepherson. It didn't take long for Lucy to reach the lobby, and Jepherson entered the building as soon as she arrived, yet he was still inevitably seen with the bags. However, no one dared to look at Jepherson, turning a blind eye. "Mr. Richards, allow me." Lucy took them over and accompanied Jepherson back to his office. But the two entered two different el