All Chapters of Getting my ex-wife back: Chapter 1151 - Chapter 1160

It had been a few days since Santiago had been hospitalized. Raeleigh's hand had fully healed, and they were about to be discharged. However, Jepherson did not show up in the past few days, nor did he contact Raeleigh either. It was Raeleigh who took the initiative to call him twice. Although he did answer the phone, he was no longer as gentle as before. There was still warmth in his tone albeit different. Raeleigh hung up the phone and looked over at Scarlette. "Let's go. Jepherson is not coming. He has something to attend to." "He's not coming even when you're being discharged today?" Scarlette complained in a low voice. "Let's go." Raeleigh exited the ward, followed by Scarlette and the rest as they all headed home together. Xanthus was a great help. He even sent them home. When they arrived home, he got out of the car and went up to Novalie's room to explain to her the situation. Raeleigh stood aside. Novalie lifted her head and took a look at her granddaugh

Seeing that Raeleigh had left with Xanthus, Jepherson intended to catch up with her, but was stopped by Santiago. "Raeleigh will be fine. Now, let's talk about the two of you." "What's there to be talked about?" Jepherson's expression darkened. He was anxious to catch up with Raeleigh, but he did not leave. They were brothers, and he was all too familiar with Santiago's character, so he was not in a hurry to leave. Santiago swept his eyes all over Jepherson. "You should know better about what's going on. Why did you decide to get rid of the baby?" "The doctor said that there's something wrong with it," Jepherson replied calmly. Santiago said through his gritted teeth, "That's your son. If you don't want him, then you shouldn't have impregnated her in the beginning. Now that you want to get rid of the baby, how's she going to live with it?" "We can have another child in the future, but I can't risk her life," Jepherson said decisively. Santiago glanced at t

Raeleigh didn't get much rest throughout the night. She only fell asleep in the morning. Jepherson got up early to fetch some water outside, wash the towel, and ask someone to send Raeleigh's clothes there. It seemed that nothing had happened, but Raeleigh knew that it would never be the same again. Jepherson had been bottling up something, and he refused to spill it out, come what may. When Raeleigh woke up after eight o'clock, she went to wash up. By the time she returned, Jepherson had arranged the dishes for breakfast. It wasn't until she sat down that she remembered Stuart, whom she hadn't seen in the past two days. "Where is Stuart?" Sitting opposite him, she asked. Jepherson, who was wearing a white shirt and clutching some cutlery and bowls, handed them to Raeleigh. "I'm concerned about Santiago, so I asked Stuart to go with him." Raeleigh shot a look at him in perplexity. He had sent all the people around them away. What in the world was he going

Jepherson entered the bathroom and began to strip off. Raeleigh had said that she wouldn't get in, but she still opened the door and walked in, which astounded him. He stopped halfway and he didn't turn around. He put on his shirt again while she stood by the door and said, "I have run the water in the bathtub, but I haven't added the essential oil into it. Remember to add the essential oil yourself. It can soothe your nerves. It's over there, that blue bottle." "Okay, got it." Only then did Raeleigh turn and walk out. She closed the door and stood outside the bathroom for a moment. After that, she sat still at the side. When Jepherson came out of the bathroom, she stood up and walked over with a bathrobe. Standing at the doorway, he wrapped the bathrobe around his waist before gazing at her. "You don't need to keep me company. I will wake up after a short nap." "I can't be at ease, leaving you to your own devices. Sit here, I'll wipe your hair and give you a ma

Deanna got up from the bed and stretched, seemingly a little confused. Had she taken her dinner the previous night? She wondered what time it was at the moment. She stirred from her bed and put on the clothes Jacky had just bought for her. She felt that it looked quite attractive, and even better than the ones she had worn before. Coming down from the stairs, she intended to go out and pick some potatoes. Just when she stepped out of the house, she saw a few men talking to Jacky, who was habitually standing in front of them, his arms akimbo. As soon as she came into their sight, one of those men stopped talking and fixed his eyes on her. Without so much as a word, Jacky whacked him on the head. "Another look and it'll be the end of you." Leaving the crate in fear, Deanna turned around and fled from there swiftly. Being scared silly, she entered the door and patted herself on the chest. That day, the man was going to force her to sleep with him. It wa