All Chapters of Getting my ex-wife back: Chapter 1551 - Chapter 1560

Raeleigh only caught a glimpse of Yanora. She dawned a black outfit, walking toward the campus gates while t men pushed Raeleigh to another route. Raeleigh wanted to call out for help, but there was nobody around. Raeleigh and Rossie had purposely chosen this time to avoid being seen by the other students and becoming the subject of gossip, but who would've thought Yanora would use it to abduct her. Raeleigh kept looking back as the men pushed her out of campus. As they were nimble, she was in a car in two shakes. Yanora cast a glance at her as Raeleigh sat, casting a sinister smile. She faced away to remove the black veil from her face, then looked back at Raeleigh, rendering her astounded. There was a deep gash on half of Yanora's face as if someone had lacerated it with a sharp knife. It was not a sight to behold. It was the first time Raeleigh had seen such a disfigured face that she stared at it blankly. Subsequently, she lowered her eyes, belie

"Old Master Johan." After Colston left, Elina called out to Johan, leading him to glance at her and wave his hand. Elina had no choice but to leave. When Elina left, Johan laid down and said with great effort, "I don't know why but I've been feeling groggy, and I can't breathe properly." "Please don't say that, Old Master Johan. Your health has always been in the pink," Ronard said, but Johan shook his head. "I know my body well." Ronard wiped his tears. He also felt that Johan's health was worsening by the day, but he couldn't put his finger on it. The outsiders thought Johan's health was poor, but he knew the old master had been fine. However, in the past month, his condition was getting worse by the day. "Ronard, after I die, you'll have to assist Thorin. This family cannot be left to Colston. He wants to be on good terms with the Richards family wholeheartedly, but this is not what I want. Flynt can't be the head of the Moore family anymore

The call to Hansen was like the one to Jacky's. There was still no news to be told. Hansen put his phone down and looked at Jepherson. He had been putting on a tough look, but Hansen could see that his son was on the verge of collapsing. "Take a rest." Hansen stood up. His gaze, as deep as the sea as if they could penetrate and see through the surveillance footage. "She's no longer in Capital City. Dispatch teams to search for her outside. Send out notices and promise those who find her with rewards. As long as anyone finds her, we're willing to give up all assets for her return." With that, Hansen turned around and headed outside. Jenna immediately stood up and followed him. After exiting the door, Jenna caught up with Hansen and tugged at his sleeves. "Hansen?" "I'm willing to give anything for her return. No news may be good news." Hansen pulled his beloved wife into his arms and gave a light yet heavy pat on her shoulder. Things were never

Raeleigh fixed her gaze on Austin and repeated, "I want to make a call." But Austin merely sneered. "That's not possible." "I don't want to cut my hair." Raeleigh tried her best to fight for her hair instead, and Austin laughed. "You have no choice; it will only cause trouble if you keep it. You have a beautiful face, so you won't look ugly even if you cut it short." "My parents will be sad if they see me like this." Raeleigh was unbothered by her hairstyle, but she was concerned about how her parents felt if they saw her short hair. "Cut it. Rules are rules. When in Rome, do as the Romans do." Raeleigh could not waver Austin's stand at all if he made up his mind. No matter what she said, he insisted. Her hair was not much longer than a man's either. Raeleigh's hair was black, her chin was sharp, her face fair. With her hair short, she stood on the spot, staring at Austin in a trance. Austin had also had a haircut that day, but his hair was much shorter th

Just like when she was forced to confess her feelings to Jepherson, she wouldn't do it if she wasn't driven into a corner. Though Raeleigh held a weapon in hand, he did not take her seriously despite having his guard up; he still walked toward her. On her first hit, the man tried to grab the shovel, but Raeleigh's swing was faster than he had expected, staggering backward from the blow. Austin glanced at his lackeys, and one of them bellowed, "You have the guts to bully her." With that, they rushed forward. The crowd outside was controlled, but those in the middle charged forward like a swarm of bees, leaving Raeleigh bewildered. When the crowd dispersed, she saw the man lying dead on the ground with a thin gash on his neck. He died just like that, with his eyes wide open. Raeleigh gasped for breath and turned to look at Austin, who chuckled and gave her a thumbs-up. Raeleigh did not know how she should respond, but she could feel that her smile at that moment w