Getting My Ex-wife Back

At the door, Raeleigh waited for Santiago for about half an hour.

Upon arriving at her house, Santiago entered and told her that he was going to move into her house.

Raeleigh threw a glance at him as she sat down on the couch. She said, “This is your solution?”

“What else?” Santiago was amused.

Raeleigh pursed her lips. “Aren’t you suppose to be spending the new years in A City?”

“Yes, I was, but I don’t mind spending it here with you since my grandmother doesn’t really want to see me.”

Santiago said with a serious tone. Although Raeleigh was a little suspicious, she decided to give him the benefit of the doubt.

The problem was that even if she believed him, she could do nothing about it. Raeleigh watched as Santiago and Xanthus sat on the couch and discussed the issue at hand.

“I think it’s best if you head home. Xanthus and I don’t mind heading over to our parents’ place a little earlier than planned since there’s only 20 days till the new years.”

Frankly, Raeleigh missed her parents very much. If it weren’t for this incident, she would have already gone home.

“I’ll come with you.”

Raeleigh was stunned when she heard Santiago’s words.

“Wait, what for?” Raeleigh asked curiously when she finally came back to her senses. Santiago leaned back on the couch and said, “I don’t want to go home. There’s no one at home besides the servants. Where else can I go if I don’t follow you?”

What Santiago said made sense, but she found it strange that he’d rather spend the holiday with her family and not his own family.

“I’m going upstairs.”

Raeleigh did not agree, nor did she refute. After all, Santiago was very shameless.

After that, Raeleigh went upstairs into her room and gave Jepherson a call. The phone rang a few times but no one answered. Raeleigh was about to hang up when he answered.

“Hello?”

A woman’s voice came from the phone. Raeleigh was slightly stunned. She was sure that this voice belonged to Stella.

Raeleigh puckered her lips, feeling as if she had been stabbed in the chest. As fear clawed up her throat, she immediately hung up the phone.

Raeleigh lay down on the bed and pulled the quilt over her body. She was trembling all over.

Closing her eyes, she tried her best to get rid of the bad thoughts that clouded her mind.

Raeleigh knew that things were not what she thought, but that night, she did not sleep a wink. She had chills all over her body and a growing headache.

In the morning, Raeleigh heard someone knocking at the door. She wanted to answer, but she did not have the strength. Furthermore, her throat was dry so she couldn’t speak.

“Breakfast is ready!”

Santiago knocked on Raeleigh’s door but she did not answer. He immediately knew that something was wrong and opened the door.

He hurried over to Raeleigh when he saw that she looked a little sick. In a trice, he called Raeleigh’s brother. Xanthus quickly examined Raeleigh before deciding to give her a jab.

As Xanthus prepared the needle, Santiago said,  “It’s good to have a brother who is a doctor. At least, we don’t have to go to the hospital.”

Xanthus was worried about Raeleigh and ignored Santiago.

It was not until Raeleigh was feeling slightly better that Xanthus felt relieved. He turned around and went downstairs to make her a light meal. After that, Santiago stayed in the room to take care of Raeleigh.

Santiago then decided to make a call to Jepherson to give him an update on Raeleigh’s condition.

However, Raeleigh’s phone suddenly rang just he took out his phone from his pocket.

Santiago walked over to pick up Raeleigh’s phone and saw that Jepherson had sent her a bunch of pictures.

As Santiago was curious, he clicked on it to have a look. He was taken aback when he saw the pictures. To his surprise, the were pictures of him and Stella in bed.

Jepherson was clearly sleeping in the pictures.

Santiago quickly turned off Raeleigh’s phone and shoved it into his pocket.Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

“Have you called Jepherson?” Xanthus entered the room with a bowl of porridge in his hands. Santiago turned around to look at Xanthus and said, “Not yet. I have to head out for a while.”

“Alright.”

Santiago got up and walked out the door. He headed straight for the Richards Group.

When he saw no signs of the person he was looking for in the Richards Group, he immediately walked out and gave Jacky a call. “Do you know where Jepherson is?”

“He’s in the hotel nearby your house. He hasn’t been out since yesterday. I’m not sure if something’s happen to him.”

“I can assure you that he’s perfectly fine.” Santiago hung up the phone and drove straight to the hotel.

Santiago stood at the entrance of the hotel for awhile before entering and walking towards the elevator.

He rode the elevator to the top floor where the presidential suite was located. As he approached the door, several men came up to him and said. “I’m sorry, sir. You’re not allowed to enter. We’ve rented out the entire place.”

“Are you going to let me in now?” Santiago took out a gun from his back pocket and pointed it at the man’s forehead. “If you think that this is fake, let me shoot you in the head and we’ll see whether this is fake, okay?”

“Just who exactly are you?” The man did not seem scared, only rather curious.

Santiago surveyed the surveillance cameras surrounding the area and said, “It doesn’t matter who I am. Since I have the guts to come here, it proves that I’m not afraid of anything. Open the door right now, or else, I’m going to pull the trigger!”

They exchanged a look before stepping out of the way.

Santiago walked over to the door and shot the locked door open. Turning around, he saw that the people were scared to their wits. With a smile, he pushed open the door, and walked into the room.

At this time, Stella was sitting on the wheelchair, crying her hearts out.

On the other hand, Jepherson was sitting on the bed, completely dressed.

When Jepherson saw Santiago, he quickly got on his feet.

“Oh, you’re still alive?” Santiago asked. Jepherson glared at him. “Do you really want me dead so badly?”

“Of course, there’s the two of us in the Richards family. If you die, then I will be to sole heir to our family’s property.”

“Nice try.”

Jepherson pulled a long face and strode out of the room. He briefly looked at those men standing outside before continuing on towards the elevator.

Santiago quietly followed him. He threw Raeleigh’s mobile phone to Jepherson as soon as they entered the elevator.

“Why don’t you take a look at what Stella sent? It’s good stuff. Raeleigh is having a high fever right now. She’s barely hanging on.”

As he spoke, Santiago leaned against the wall and took out a cigarette. He lit it up and took a puff.

Jepherson turned on Raeleigh’s phone and saw the pictures that Stella had sent. “Did Raeleigh see it?”

“No, she didn’t.”

“Then why is she sick?”

“I checked her phone. I found out that Raeleigh called you last night. Stella must have answered your phone and said something to her.”

Santiago took another drag on his cigarette. Soon, the elevator announced its arrival in the lobby. Santiago immediately exited and went out of the hotel.

Behind him, Jepherson turned off Raeleigh’s phone and quickly caught up to Santiago. He handed the phone to him and said, “Take care of it.”

Santiago got into his car and sped away. He was out of sight within seconds.

Jepherson returned to the car and his face darkened. “Get someone to close down this hotel.”

“The hotel belongs to the Doyle family.”

The driver said. Jepherson then shot a death glare at him through the rearview mirror. In a trice, the driver said, “Alright, I know what to do.”

Raeleigh woke up to find Jepherson sitting by her bedside. The moment she saw him, her head started to throb. Then, she said to him, “I have a headache. Why don’t you go home first?”

However, Jepherson took out his phone and handed it to Raeleigh.