Getting My Ex-wife Back

Jenna prepared some food and waited for Jepherson to come down. She’d just turned around to see him watching her from the door.

“Jerry….”Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

“Mom, I’m hungry. Is there anything to eat?” Jepherson entered the kitchen and hugged Jenna, moving her to bits.

“Yes, of course. Wait a minute, I’ll bring it to you. Go wash your hands and we’ll eat in the hall.”

Jenna hurried off to get some food for him and he obediently sat down next to Hansen.

He took a look at the chess game.

When he sat down, Hansen asked, “Why didn’t you come down to eat?”

“I’ve gained some weight, and Raeleigh has been complaining about it.” Jepherson implied that he was trying to lose weight.

Hansen turned to look at Jepherson with a chess piece in hand. He had, in fact, lost some weight after going hungry for five days.

“Are girls so bothered by guys’ appearances nowadays? Your mother and I never experienced this during our time.” Hansen wasn’t bothered by his father’s presence and spoke without worrying about being heard.

Jepherson said, “Times are different.”

Jenna placed some oats in front of him. “You should have something easy to digest for now.”

“Thanks, Mom.”

“Don’t mention it. Go ahead.”

Jenna was satisfied. With Raeleigh around, she wouldn’t have to worry about Jepherson throwing a tantrum or being disobedient anymore.

As expected, men changed once they had partners.

Jenna sat down next to Jepherson as Hansen said, “Since there’s nothing for you to do anymore, you should go back to Capital City.”

“I don’t plan on going back there just yet.” Hansen glanced at him. “Your mother and I are going to be staying here for some time. Your grandfather’s health isn’t what it used to be and we can’t leave him here alone.”

“I can stay,” Jepherson said.

“Your mission is to have kids. Taking care of your grandfather isn’t something that you need to worry about for now.”

Hansen was urging Jepherson to drop everything and start having children.

Trevor looked up. “How can he have children if he’s not married yet?”

“Indeed.” Hansen turned around and looked at Jepherson. “You already have a girlfriend, don’t you? Why didn’t you bring her home?”

“Raeleigh is spending the holidays at home. I’ll pick her up in a few days.”

“The sooner, the better.”

Hansen’s tone was a commanding one. As Jepherson ate, he said, “There’s no need to rush. I’m looking into Raeleigh’s background and I’m not sure when I’ll get answers.”

Hansen scoffed. “What nonsense are you spouting when you’ve already had your way with her and almost got her pregnant?”

He shot Jepherson a look. Jepherson put the bowl down indifferently once he was done eating.

“Get it settled as soon as possible. I want to have grandchildren.”

Trevor’s brows were tightly furrowed. What was going on?

“I’ll try.” Jepherson rose to his feet and went back to his room.

After he left, Jenna returned to her room as well, leaving Hansen and Trevor alone. Hansen dismissed the maids and the two of them continued with their chess match.

“I’ll be looking into that matter personally. After all, Jepherson’s marriage is at stake, and I don’t want what happened between me and Jenna to happen to him.”

“If Mom is the one at fault and the mistake is within reason, Jenna and I will personally apologise and try to make amends.”

“After all, it is a parent’s responsibility to be responsible for mistakes made in the past.”

“However, if there’s something else at play, I won’t sit by idly. It’s best that you watch Mom closely during this period of time, or else it won’t be that easy to let her off the hook.”

“Are you threatening me?” Trevor was old, but he wasn’t going to fall for Hansen’s tricks.

After all, he was his father.

A trace of impatience flashed in Hansen’s eyes. “If you insist on covering up for Mom, I won’t say anything, but you need to seriously consider whether you want to take the fall on her behalf.”

After that, he got up and went upstairs. Once the door was closed, Trevor threw the chess piece he was holding onto the chessboard and leaned back against the sofa.

Marissa came downstairs and saw him sitting there. She asked, “What are you doing here all by yourself?”

“They’ve all gone upstairs. I thought you weren’t feeling well? Why’d you come down?” They’d been married for many years and were closest to each other.

Marissa was wrapped up in a blue shawl. When she saw the utensils on the table, she picked them up and took them to the kitchen. At the same time, she asked Trevor whether he’d eaten and decided to personally cook him something.

Trevor got up to watch her. He dismissed everyone in the kitchen and wrapped his arms around her from behind once they were alone. It made Marissa jump.

She turned back to look at him. “What’s wrong with you today?”

“Nothing. I just wanted to hold you.” He lowered his head to give her a kiss on the cheek. It scared her a little, and she put her hand to his head. “Do you have a cold?”

He then pecked her on the lips. They’d been married for so long, and it had been many years since Marissa last experienced this. She couldn’t help blushing, quickly averting her gaze in case the maids caught them.

“Stop it, you. Let me go. It’ll be embarrassing if someone were to see us like this.” In her youth, Marissa had been a charming woman, but many things had changed with the passage of time. She was still beautiful, but there was no way to hide the wrinkles on her face.

Trevor left the kitchen after having his hands forcibly removed from Marissa’s body.

While Marissa cooked, she kept glancing outside. Even when she was done and brought the food to the table, she saw that Trevor was standing by the window with his hands behind his back.

She put the oats down on the table and walked over to him. “Trevor, what’s wrong?”

Trevor didn’t move. “Marissa…”

“Has something happened?” Marissa really wasn’t used to him acting like this. Something was definitely wrong.

“It’s been many years since I last asked you for something, and I just don’t know where to start.” Trevor’s voice was grim. Marissa asked, “Is it about Raeleigh?”

“Not entirely.” He sat down by the window and looked up at Marissa before pulling her to sit next to him. She said, “I just can’t stand her attitude. It drives me nuts.”

“I know. In your eyes, someone like her who has no social status isn’t worthy of joining the Richards family and isn’t worthy of Jerry.”

“However, love isn’t the same as a product or good. It can’t be measured in terms of price or worthiness. It’s all about willingness.”

“It’s exactly like how we used to be. Would you have been willing to go through everything you went through for some other person?”

Marissa thought about it carefully and shook her head.

A lot had happened over the years, but she’d never regretted a single second.

“Marrying the wrong person is the worst thing that can happen in a person’s life. Jerry has to take responsibility for all the decisions that he makes, whether right or wrong, and we don’t need to interfere. We don’t have much time left, so let’s just spend the rest of our lives together. What do you say?”

Marissa thought things over for a long time, finally nodding. “Okay!”