Getting My Ex-wife Back

Santiago leaned against the wall, unmoving. Raeleigh turned around to look at him, and she then asked, “Why?”

“What do you mean by ‘why’?”

He chuckled in amusement. Raeleigh thought for a moment, and she asked again, “Why did you set up such a place in your office?”

“Because I like it.”

Santiago replied as he strode into the studio. Then, he picked up a pen and doodled on a piece of blank drawing paper. Raeleigh followed him inside and watched him for a moment, confused with what was going on. After a short while, he set the pen and paper aside. She stared at the scribbles on the paper and noticed a few intertwined characters. The characters joined together and formed an abstract painting.

Bemused, she held up the drawing and examined it. Santiago pointed at it and said, “There are two sides to every story, and each side of this drawing is a different pattern. Take a good look. What’s on this side, and what’s on that side?”

She looked at the drawing carefully according to his instructions and found that one side of it was an abstract drawing of flowers and plants. Then, she flipped it over and realized that it was a drawing of ducks swimming on the pond.

She was amazed by the strange drawing.

Raising her head, she stared at Santiago and asked, “What does this mean?”

“Good or evil is a matter of perspective. Some things are born good. But if others label it as bad, then it will eventually become evil.”

She frowned. “Get to the point.”

“To Grandma, you have always been an ugly duckling since the beginning, so she will never accept you. However, he sees you differently. He always sees you as a white swan, ever since the first day he met you. So…”

“He thinks you are the best.”

“Why are you saying this?” She put down the drawing and wondered if he was playing tricks on her.

“I hope you will feel better after hearing this. Please don’t think that he went against Grandma because of you. He is not that stupid.”

Santiago explained, and he then followed her as she took a few steps forward. She sneered at his reply, and she then turned around and asked, “Are you going to help him or not?”

“Whether I help him or not has nothing to do with him. I only think that overthinking is not good for your body and mind.”

Raeleigh suddenly became silent. After a while, she flashed him a grin and said, “You are good at minding other people’s business.”Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.

She pulled out a chair and sat down, and then began sketching casually on a piece of paper. Santiago sat beside her, pulling out his phone and handing it to her.

“I’ve already copied all the information Lamarre left behind. Take a look. I’ll let you keep my phone for now. The password is your birthday. You may change it if you don’t want others to see it.”

He looked at her when he was finished. Stifling a laugh, she accepted the phone and checked it. As soon as she turned on the phone, she was greeted by Santiago’s photo. She slowly raised her head and looked at him. “May I change the screensaver as well?”

He lowered his head and whispered into her ear, “That will not be easy. I have already consulted an expert to set it up for me. You will have to restore it to the factory setting if you forget the password. By then, you will have to download the data again. Well, it’s very troublesome.” She pursed her lips in annoyance, and she then asked, “Are you kidding me?”

“Do I look like I’m kidding?” He stood up with his hands in his pockets and instructed, “Put your phone away. I have something else to tell you. Let’s talk outside.”

Santiago walked out of the studio, and Raeleigh followed him outside. He headed towards the couch, and she followed him too.

After the two of them sat down on the huge couch in the office, Santiago grabbed an apple and handed it to Raeleigh. Then, he asked about what had happened, so she told him everything.

Santiago chuckled in amusement after hearing her words.

“So, the tiger is out of the cage?” He stared at her. She was unsure about what he meant. So, she asked, “What should we do next?”

“We?”

Santiago raised his eyebrows. “Do you know who my boss is?”

Raeleigh pointed at herself. “Isn’t it me?”

“Pfft!”

Santiago lifted his hand and patted her on her head. Her face fell at once. “You are behaving inappropriately again.”

“Don’t you like it, Raeleigh?”

He lowered his head and was about to say something to her, but the door opened with a click.

Raeleigh’s body froze instinctively, and Santiago turned around slowly. Jepherson’s subordinate, Seibert, walked inside and said, “Mr. Jepherson wants to see Miss Anson.”

Santiago stood up and walked towards Seibert. He then stopped in front of him, looking him up and down with his hands clasped behind his back.

“If I’m not mistaken, you’re Seibert, the guy who gave Stuart a beating years ago.” Although others might not remember Seibert, Santiago remembered him very much. He disliked Seibert the most. Seibert acted like a block of wood. He never spoke, as if he was mute.

Raeleigh stood up and walked over. “Excuse me, Santiago.”

“I invited someone to have dinner with me. Follow me to dinner.” Santiago grabbed her hand and dragged her outside. However, Seibert would not allow him to take her. He took a step back and stopped Santiago. “Mr. Santiago, please don’t make things difficult for me.”

“Am I making things difficult for you? Can’t my girlfriend and I go out for dinner?” Raeleigh thought Santiago was acting unreasonably. She tugged at his sleeve and said, “Santiago, stop fooling around.”

She intended to persuade him, but she did not expect that he would raise his fist to punch Seibert. Seibert moved quickly and dodged the attack.

“Ha! You dared to dodge my attack. You’re good at it, huh?”

Santiago never liked losing. When he saw that Seibert successfully avoided his attack, he became even more furious. He let go of Raeleigh’s hand and began to fight with Seibert.

Seibert kept retreating, but Santiago did not give in. He inched towards him closer and closer.

Finally, Seibert had reached a dead end. He staggered and bumped into the wall, and he then accidentally kicked Santiago. Santiago no longer cared about anything. He reached out to grab whatever he could find, so he lifted a huge ornamental vase and threw it at Seibert. In the end, Seibert couldn’t dodge his attack in time. The vase landed on his head and pierced his skin.

He stood at the door like a blockhead, with blood trickling down his forehead and painting her white cheeks red.

Upon seeing that Seibert was hurt, Raeleigh rushed towards him. However, Santiago grabbed her hand midway and said, “Don’t worry. He won’t die. He had beaten Stuart almost to death before. Now, let me tell you, Seibert. Stuart is my subordinate. You beat him up, and I will never let you go as long as I see you.”

Raeleigh exclaimed in disbelief, “Santiago! He is your brother’s subordinate.”

“I don’t care who he is. He deserves it. Unless he can beat me.”

Then, he shouted coldly, “Get out of here!”