Getting My Ex-wife Back

After strolling for a while more, Raeleigh still lost her way in the end. Only then did Xanthus speak up, “As happens to every first, failure.”

Raeleigh threw a side glance at Xanthus. “You don’t like Jepherson at all?”

“What’s more important is that you like him.” Although Xanthus minded, love was a complex subject; he’d rather trust Raeleigh knew what she wanted.

Raeleigh looked around and thought getting lost may not have been a bad thing. Perhaps they could find another way out.

She found a place to sit down, but Xanthus pulled her up and said, “It’s too cold. Let’s go back.”

She then looked at him in bafflement and asked, “Even I’m lost. How would you know the way back?”

Amused, he replied, “There’s no way I’d let my sister get lost, would I? I’d have to take you out somehow.”

With that, she followed Xanthus in silence, thinking the whole journey if her decision had hurt him. However, she kept silent the entire time, not knowing what to say.

However, he just kept his gaze at the beautiful scenery to the point where she couldn’t sense his discomfort.

After leaving Xanthus’s room, Jepherson waited for the siblings’ return at the door of his room. On seeing them, he went to Raeleigh and said, “Grandmother asked us to go over; we’re having a meal there.”

Glancing at the dark surroundings, she commented, “Your family sure is different; eating in the middle of the night.”

Her comment stumped him for a second, but he retorted, “Well, weren’t you sightseeing in the middle of the night?”

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Helpless, Jepherson looked at Xanthus. “You don’t want to eat either?”

“Of course I want to eat. I’m hungry.”

Xanthus then looked outside. Two people were standing at the door, waiting for them to go to Marissa’s.

“Let’s go.”

Jepherson took a coat and put it on Raeleigh. “You have to wear more layers when you go out.”

With that, he took her hand, massaging it as they walked. His hand was warmer than hers, so Raeleigh no longer felt cold.

When they reached Marissa’s, Jenna was already on the verge of falling asleep. She was sure their midnight meal meant Marissa had something to announce, or perhaps, she had something against Raeleigh.

When it came to that, Jenna was absolutely unwilling as she felt that the children’s affairs were their own business, and they had their own decisions. They just needed to be happy for them; no reason to make everyone upset.

However, Marissa did not think so, and Jenna was helpless at her mindset. She was old, so she would not listen, and if the discussion got deep, she might even be infuriated.

But with her husband by her side, it didn’t matter.

With all that in mind, Jenna leaned against Hansen. Although they were closing their fifties, they were still as sweet as ever. She was only leaning against him at first, but it didn’t take long for her to fall asleep, and with that, Hansen pulled her into his arms. Hence, Marissa kept shooting glances at the couple.

Sometimes, as people aged and things got on their nerves, everything everyone did was wrong. The only thing Marissa had in mind right then was that everyone was against her, unwilling to let her have her way.

So be it that her son wouldn’t come back now that she was sick and grounded, but even her daughter-in-law treated her so too. Why did she come back this time? What was she trying to do, bringing that little b*tch back along?

Jenna got on her nerves no matter how she saw it.

She hadn’t even rested herself, yet Jenna was so bold to have fallen asleep in front of her. Did she do it intentionally?

Jenna got on her nerves no matter how, and Hansen, being her son, of course, could sense Marissa’s displease. However, he’d rather turn a blind eye as he wasn’t part of the matter. As long as it didn’t get out of hand, he’d close his eyes, but if things did, it’d be hard to say.

Marissa was about to blow a fuse when Raeleigh and Jepherson came in, and she immediately vented all her anger on Raeleigh.

“I thought even I can’t get you to come. Don’t you feel ashamed that everyone has to wait for you?”

Raeleigh was taken aback by Marissa’s words. So this was what she meant by ordering the family to have a meal at such a late hour.

However, Raeleigh kept silent as she didn’t think it was necessary to explain herself. Since she was asked to have a meal, then she’d go back after it was done.

On seeing that Raeleigh did not answer immediately, Marissa snorted and turned to Stella. “Stella, you’ve been waiting for so long. Are you hungry?”

Raeleigh looked at the girl sitting in a wheelchair. Being put in a difficult position, Stella turned to Raeleigh and said, “Sorry for the trouble.”

“Oh, Stella, you’re an easy target,” Marissa grumbled. However, Stella didn’t speak but slowly looked over at Jepherson.

He was wearing a matching outfit as Raeleigh though she had on a heavy coat, it was not difficult to tell.

Stella’s face was dim as if she had suffered a great grievance, but she did not let it show too obviously and bottled it up instead.

Seeing that, Marissa felt distressed and held Stella’s hand tightly. “Don’t worry, Stella. I’m here for you.”

However, she did not speak but only looked at Raeleigh on the opposite side. With that, Jepherson said, “Come, let’s sit.”

Letting go of Raeleigh’s hand, he pulled the chair out for her, but she continued to stand, facing the entrance, looking at her brother, who was the last to arrive.

Marissa’s face darkened upon seeing Xanthus. “Why is there one more?”

Entering, Xanthus hesitated when he saw Marissa.

“If Mrs. Richards doesn’t welcome us, we can leave now.”

Xanthus saw that Hansen was already awake.

“You’re right; I don’t. Such low-”

“What a pleasure to have you here, Dr. Osteen. I heard your father is a world-renowned antique appraiser; I do hope I get the chance to meet him.”

As Hansen spoke, he helped Jenna to her feet. Jenna also left his embrace with a smile and said to Marissa, “Doctor Osteen is a leading orthopedic expert and has won many medical awards; I like him a lot.”

There was nothing wrong with Jenna’s admiration of a young man given her age, but to Marissa, it was as if it was blasphemy.

And with that, her face sank, looking at Jenna unhappily. “Watch your words.”

Jenna was stunned for a moment. She was mad in front of her son!

Instantly, Hansen refuted, “You too, mother!”

Stumped, Marissa stared at Hansen. “What did you say?”

However, Hansen did not answer but looked at Raeleigh and said, “Come, have a seat. This is your home from now on; don’t treat yourself as an outsider.”

She then glanced at Jepherson, who in turn pressed her down to her seat, then turned to Xanthus and said, “Come, have a seat.”

Only then did Xanthus sit next to Raeleigh. It was not the first time he had met Marissa, so he never shot a second glance at her after he sat down.

His actions caused Marissa to fly into a rage, and she slammed her hand on the table.