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
Raeleigh pulled a long face. "This is between you and me; why are you dragging her into this?" "If it's only me and you, I can't stop you from leaving." Jepherson stood up as he spoke and checked the time. "Hungry?" Raeleigh shook her head. "No." Humored, Jepherson said, "I like that about you; giving me straight answers. Even if you're smart, you won't use it on me." Jepherson pulled Raeleigh toward the door, taking his coat and his keys, leaving the hotel with her. When they reached the lobby, Jepherson asked the valet to bring his sports car over. Raeleigh asked where they were heading that required him to drive his sports car. Jepherson got into the car. He had withdrawn enough money and also brought some clothes, including Raeleigh's, for the journey. "If my grandmother asks, tell her I'm in a bad mood, and I won't be going home for a while." Stuart glanced toward Raeleigh. Could he interpret it as she was the so-called mood?
Looking at the time of death carved on the tombstone, Raeleigh then drifted her gaze to Jepherson and said, "That time, you asked me to help take care of Santiago because you wanted to deal with Lamarre's funeral?" Jepherson lowered his eyes and produced a small notebook from his pocket to Raeleigh. "He left you this." Raeleigh took it and opened the notebook. The first page was blank, but the rest of the book was scribbled with some words that Lamarre had wanted to say. ...... "Raeleigh, I'm leaving. Please forgive me for leaving without saying goodbye. I had nothing to be proud of in my life. I had people that I loved, but I had no choice but to leave them behind with my weak body. Still, the process was very painful. Time isn't something terrifying. Compared to loving someone, it would become insignificant. I've been where you are, so I know well the pain of being unable to be with the one you love, but I don't like forced love either.
After packing up, they grabbed something to eat and hit the road that evening. Jepherson drove while Raeleigh slept. She was dead asleep the first half of the night; later, they took a break at the rest stop, and Raeleigh took over the wheel after she had some water. In the car, Raeleigh reminded Jepherson, "Fasten your seat belt. We will arrive in the morning." "Go slow. I'm still here." Jepherson wasn't afraid of death but worried that she didn't want to live. Raeleigh was amused but said nothing, feeling confident. Stumped, Jepherson adjusted his seat and put his hand on Raeleigh's thigh, leading her to look at it. "I feel more at ease like this. Otherwise, I wouldn't know what you're doing," Jepherson said. Raeleigh started the car and continued their journey. Jepherson slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep comfortably. Raeleigh's driving speed was not what one would call slow. There weren't many cars on the road late at night. As lo