All Chapters of Getting my ex-wife back: Chapter 1431 - Chapter 1440

Santiago's bandages made him look like a poor imitation of a mummy. He pulled Raeleigh to him, though she jerked back her hand and gritted, "Do not touch me." He stood behind her, hands on his hips. "Et tu, Raeleigh? You just had a fill of your touchy-feely time with my body and you say no when it's my turn?" She packed up her things, putting them under the bed and kicking it deep into the empty space. She raised her head and glared at him. "What's the deal with you, huh?" The moment she looked up, a rare expression of rage surfaced on her petite face. Santiago went all scarecrow mode. Looking at Raeleigh's flickering eyes, he dared not meet her gaze. She was so furious that her face had lost all blood color. She looked around and continued to clean up, squatting down and wiping the floor. Santiago looked down at her. "It's common for boys to fight. This is just a minor injury. No lives were lost in that essential teenage rite of passage."

After eating breakfast, Santiago called Jacky, and the two of them made plans to meet up. While Santiago then stood up to leave, Raeleigh also put down her utensils and went to take the clothes that she had prepared beforehand. Only then did he realize that the clothes she had were rather casual ones. They were a black sweater and black pants, clothes that she could wear anywhere. As for the coat, it belonged to Xanthus. She had even prepared a hat and some woolen gloves. Santiago saw her putting on those clothes and asked curiously, "What are you doing?" "These are my brother's. You wear them first. Yours are already in the washing machine." After she was done putting on her clothes, she gave some to Santiago. Santiago looked back at Xanthus, who was eating, but he did not respond at all. "I'm gonna deal with something, why are you following me?" "When did I say I was following you? I just happen to be going the same way," Raeleigh retorted, to which Sant

Raeleigh held onto the lantern while she walked and looked around. Though she didn't make it obvious, Santiago could tell that she liked it very much. Every family in Waverly Village had a lantern like that. However, the ones they had weren't the ones being sold right then, but rather the leftovers after sales, which Raeleigh had managed to get for herself. Not to mention, there was a festival coming up soon. She didn't have any intention of celebrating. She had felt envious when she saw other children having fun as a child. She hadn't felt much since she had grown up, but she was very happy that someone had bought one for her. Seeing Raeleigh gripping onto the lantern like a child, Santiago raised his hand and patted her cap. She looked up and asked, "What are you doing?" "Look at you. You've been struck dumb." He took his hand back and pulled Raeleigh's sleeve, taking her back. She didn't want to arrive so soon, so he slowed his pace. They wandered

Without hesitation, Raeleigh glanced at the people around her with a sharp gaze. "Everyone knows Jepherson's biggest weakness is his younger brother, Santiago; he means the world to him. If you kill Santiago, Jepherson will chase you to the end of the world. Not even your family, wives, and children will be spared." Raeleigh stared at the person in front of her. He was amused. "If Jepherson really loves this brother, there's no way he wouldn't have sent anyone." "Even if you want to plot against him, you'll fail miserably. Santiago is known for his arrogance; he will not tolerate being protected." Raeleigh continued, "Jepherson loves me, but he let Santiago have me because he knows he likes me too. His actions have already shown how important their brotherhood is." "Even if it is not... Jepherson will not allow you to harm his family; he will investigate and take down the murderer." "You're saying if we kill Santiago, we'll die too?" "And do yo

Raeleigh held back her tears and slowly pushed him away. Santiago leaned against the car as she applied medicine on him, then bandaged the wound and helped him put on his clothes. Wiping the sweat off his forehead with a shirt, she looked outside and said, "Thank you." Her gratitude got everyone outside stumped. "You sure are a strange one; we kidnapped and even hurt you. Why would you thank us?" "It's not your fault. You guys did it to survive." Then she stepped out of the car and moved Santiago further inside, then cushioned a pillow under him. Closing the door shut, she was about to leave when Santiago stopped her and said, "Leave it open." With that, she reopened the door and stared at him as he propped himself up. "I'll be fine." "Don't make me yell at you." He stared at her, his eyes unfathomable. "Alright." She then turned to the attacker. "Has all the money been sent to your account?" "Two more," he replied. She