All Chapters of Getting my ex-wife back: Chapter 1631 - Chapter 1640

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

"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

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

"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

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?