All Chapters of Getting my ex-wife back: Chapter 831 - Chapter 840

After leaving the concert hall, Raeleigh became incredibly silent. She wasn't sure why Jepherson had brought her here and even though she had never been to a place like this, she knew that she wouldn't have been allowed into the concert with the attire she was wearing. If it weren't for Jepherson, she wouldn't have been allowed to go in at all. The concert had yet to end, and they could've left slightly later, but it would have been crowded at the end of the show. Raeleigh was aware that Jepherson didn't want to attract any unnecessary attention, therefore they left the concert early. The two of them walked out of the elevator as Stuart walked in front of them. Jepherson got into the car after Raeleigh. The concert hall's supervisor and manager watched them leave as they stood outside Jepherson's car. On the way back, Raeleigh closed her eyes without thinking as she leaned against the car seat. She usually went to bed at ten o'clock at night and due to spending

"What's wrong? Why aren't you saying anything? What happened between you and that man last night?" Scarlette was still speaking in a straightforward manner. Raeleigh looked up at her and replied indifferently, "We went to a classical concert and I fell asleep on the way back. We slept at the entrance of the school and only woke up this morning." She wasn't acting shy or as if she had something to hide like other girls would. "How did you sleep at the school entrance?" Scarlette was surprised as she imagined Raeleigh and Jepherson lying on the ground together at the school entrance. "I slept in the car outside the school entrance. Jepherson didn't wake me up." Raeleigh couldn't understand why Jepherson made her go out with him but didn't end up doing anything to her. Everything was oddly normal. "It seems like he's good to you." Scarlette recalled her first time seeing Jepherson when she was a kid. Although the encounter was fine, Jepherson had always been cold and qui

After investigating Raeleigh's identity, Marissa made up her mind. If there was such a person to help with the situation and ensure Deanna's safety, then it was considered good news. At the very least, Deanna's safety was guaranteed. On the other hand, they would be able to tell who was trying to sabotage the matter. As for Rayan, Marissa could only try to provide them an explanation. She believed that everything was going to be resolved. Rayan was a smart man. Moreover, Hannah and Jenna were best friends. They would agree that this was good news too. Marissa made up her mind. She called the dean of Elkton University to make sure the school took good care of Raeleigh. Since the Richards family was making use of Raeleigh, they should at least give her something back in return. After attending the early morning classes, Scarlette pulled Raeleigh to one side. As they were walking, Scarlette told her that the Richards Group was planning to hold a competi

After smiling at Deanna, Zorion glanced at Raeleigh, and then at Quirina. His eyebrows tightened and he looked disgusted. "If you don't wish for me to question Johan about his upbringing, then it's best that you disappear from my sight. This is a university, not somewhere you can just act as you wish." "Mr. Whalen, you've misunderstood me. We haven't seen each other for a long time, and we're just catching up. I'm not messing with her. Raeleigh, isn't that the case?" Quirina looked at Raeleigh with a flash of hatred in her gaze, warning her to choose her words wisely. Raeleigh was not concerned, but the smaller the trouble, the better. If she let things go, then she would not suffer from any losses. If she did, then she could not do anything about it. Quirina had a powerful family background and there was no way she could win against her. "I'm fine. We're fine. Thank you." Raeleigh didn't know Deanna and Zorion personally. She had only met them once back then wh

Jepherson's temperature dropped, but Raeleigh's went up. Raeleigh leaned against the wall and stared at Jepherson, who had recovered a little. His shirt was wet through the front and back of it. Although he was wearing a coat on top of his shirt, outside, her body had been stuck close to his and her hand had been holding onto the back of his shirt, so she knew very clearly. Jepherson slowly detached himself and pulled her hands off his back. Then, using the corner of his previously discarded outer coat, he wiped her hands clean. Jepherson took off shirt and coat, and slung it over his shoulders. The wind blew past but there was no unpleasant smell of sweat. Instead, there was a faint fragrance of fresh flowers. Raeleigh's big and watery eyes landed on Jepherson's white shirt. The design looked simple enough but every part of the shirt was hand-stitched, which hinted at the expensive price tag of the shirt. This was probably why under wet or even sweaty conditions, a l