Getting My Ex-wife Back

Raeleigh lowered her head, remembering her main purpose of coming here.

“I actually came here with a purpose today.” Raeleigh lifted her head to gaze at Flynt, who then questioned, “What is it?”

“I’m here to bid farewell to you.” Raeleigh thought that she should come up with a reasonable excuse for visiting him. In addition, the excuse had to be one which would move him, so that he’d let his guard down.

After all, she had come very abruptly.

Surely enough, Flynt froze for a moment when he heard Raeleigh’s reply. What followed was another question. “What for? Are you going abroad?”

Raeleigh nodded. “I’m going to Everland or Europe. Xanthus wants to take me there. We won’t be coming back.”

Flynt was flabbergasted for a while. Then, he gave a few coughs. His eyes were filled with disbelief.

Concurrently, Raeleigh stood up and sauntered around the room while saying, “I can’t accept Jepherson’s idea of loving me. He wants to imprison me. He even asked Santiago to keep an eye on me to prohibit me from leaving the Richards family.”

“I’m also subjected to prejudice by his grandmother. She had sent people to kill me many times.”

“I’m as human as any of them. I can’t accept this at all. To top it all off, I’ve already broken up with him.”

Standing by Flynt’s desk, Raeleigh’s eyes landed on a spiral-bound notebook. There were some traces of handwriting on it, but it was not an accounting book. Judging by the handwriting, it seemed to be a collection of letters.Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

In that era, not many people wrote letters.

Raeleigh didn’t dare to keep staring. She turned around to peer at the decorations on the wall. All of a sudden, she began staring into space, as if she wasn’t taking anything in at all.

Flynt got up and walked to her side. “Do you like Xanthus?”

Raeleigh came to her senses and gazed at him. Then, she lowered her gaze and did not answer. Flynt pondered it momentarily, and he then continued, “You don’t. So, why did you choose to leave with him?”

“He’s able to take me away. I have a contract with Jepherson. I’ve negotiated with him multiple times, but he refuses to let me go. The money required for the lawsuit is exorbitant.”

Raeleigh spoke in agony. Flynt took a step back and mulled over something briefly, before asking, “If I could give you that money, then are you willing to stay?”

Flynt turned around to look at her. To that, Raeleigh shook her head. “I can’t offer you anything in return. Besides, I won’t stay here because I don’t belong here. I have to leave. Capital City is not the place for me to settle down. Everyone here has held a grudge against me. All of them want to pressure me into doing things.”

“I can’t stand it. I want to leave this place.”

Flynt asked, “Then, how about Xanthus? Won’t he pressure you too? If you take his money, in the future, then you might have to sell your…”

Flynt left it there, but his expression was clearly stormy.

Raeleigh retorted, “Xanthus is not that sort of person. At the very least, he never coerced me into doing anything before. He has been looking after me like a brother for so long. I like our dynamic.”

“You’re deceiving yourself. What you desire from him is familial love, not romantic love.”

“I’ve failed in my romantic relationship. I’m not holding out much hope now.” Raeleigh was rather collected, as though she had gotten over everything.

Flynt remained silent, with his eyebrows furrowed. He turned around. His hands were tightly clenched by his side as his thoughts raced non-stop.

“Raeleigh, when are you leaving?”

Raeleigh looked at Flynt’s back. “I’m not sure. Stuart has not recuperated from his injury, and Xanthus is being put under surveillance. Hence, we can’t leave yet. I came here just to see you one last time. I’m leaving soon, so I was afraid that we wouldn’t have a chance to meet again.”

Flynt swiveled to gaze at her. “If, I mean, if I can help you, then will you stay in this country rather than go abroad? Maybe in another city, but not Capital City.”

Raeleigh contemplated his suggestion. “I can’t get you into trouble. It will entail a lot of money. On top of that, the Moore family’s reputation concerns me too. I don’t want to jump out of the frying pan into the fire.”

Flynn furrowed his brows. “I’ll treat you very well. I won’t ask too much of you. I just want to lead a simple life with you.”

“Even if you can do that, the Richards family isn’t going to let you off. Weren’t your injuries inflicted by Jepherson’s men?”

Flynt shook his head and replied, “Maybe not.”

Raeleigh said, “Whatever it is, I know that you would’ve ended up like this for no reason.”

“You wouldn’t understand.” Flynt swept his gaze over their surroundings and added, “I caught a fish yesterday. Would you like to cook it for me?”

“No problem, but I have to go back soon. I don’t know if I have the time to stay and eat it together with you.”

“It’s okay. They won’t find out that quickly. I’ll prepare it.” As Flynt spoke, he went to his kitchen outside to work on the fish. Raeleigh followed him. Flynt took out a grouper fish and began cooking it, with Raeleigh helping him.

While they were busy, a man went into the store.

Seeing Raeleigh, the man said nothing. Flynt told him to wait. Then, he went into the store and took a piece of paper, which he handed to the man.

Raeleigh caught a glimpse of it. She was sure that there were some words written on it.

As the man left, Flynt came back. Raeleigh asked, “Is your business doing okay?”

“It’s doing alright.”

“Honestly, you should go to another city and start over.”

“I’ve lived here since I was a child. I don’t want to leave.”

…

The two fell silent for a short time. Following that, the fish was nearly ready. Raeleigh went to the refrigerator to get some parsley, but there was none left.

“Is there any grocery store or supermarket nearby? I’ll go and buy some parsley,” said Raeleigh as she went back into the kitchen. Flynt replied immediately, “I’ll go. Stay put.”

“How can you go there with that leg of yours? I’ll go.”

Raeleigh insisted on going. Flynt refused to let her. “I’m fine. I walk every day.”

“Okay, you should go then. While you’re at it, get some garlic and vinegar too.”

“Looks like I’m lacking quite a few ingredients.” Flynt took his coat and left. Raeleigh stood by the door, watching as he left. After a while, she pivoted around and went inside again.

Raeleigh had observed his house before she stepped foot in it. There were many surveillance cameras, almost in every corner.

Raeleigh wiped her hands and went back to the room. She took a sip of Earl Grey tea and walked to Flynt’s desk. Then, she picked up the photo of Flynt and Cynthia. In front of it laid a spiral-bound notebook. Raeleigh’s eyes strayed to other spots every so often before she put down the photo and flipped through the notebook casually. She even took a pencil and drew a picture of some abstract figures.

By the time she finished drawing, Flynt returned. He called out to her as he entered the house. Only then did Raeleigh get up. Flynt walked over and took a look, noticing the drawing on the notebook.

Flynt was amused. “Did your occupation get you into the habit of drawing?”

Raeleigh forced a smile. “If I quit my job as a car designer one day, then I can be an illustrator.”

Flynt picked up the notebook and scrutinized the drawing carefully. “I’ll store this properly. When you become an illustrator one day, I’ll sell it at a good price.”

Raeleigh grinned. “Then, let’s see if it’s my fate.”

Taking the parsley, she went to the kitchen. Flynt put down the notebook and followed Raeleigh to serve the fish. It was time for them to have their meal.