Getting My Ex-wife Back

When Raeleigh arrived outside the emergency room, the doctor came up to stop her. She let go of Santiago and looked over at Xanthus as he came over. “I don’t know if I did it right.”

Xanthus chuckled, “You’ve always been capable, Raeleigh.”

Jepherson came in as they talked, Lenold following behind him.

“Lenold, this is Dr. Osteen,” Jepherson said. Lenold recalled for a moment, then said, “You’re the world-renowned Dr. Osteen?”

“And you are?”

“I’m Lenold. No need to pay attention to me.”

Lenold smiled then turned to Jepherson. “I’ll stay and wait for him to come out.”

Jepherson paused and turned to look at him. “You don’t have to; your presence will only infuriate him. Just go, and don’t come if there’s nothing important.”

“You really baffle me, you know that? How can you shoo me away?” Lenold complained, but it was futile. Jepherson glared at him and warned, “You have ten minutes to get lost before I give you a farewell gift.”

“Then in ten minutes I…”

“Five minutes.”

“Then in five… ”

“Three minutes.”

“Fine, I’ll go.”

Lenold then walked out without looking back and disappeared.

Raeleigh was worried about Santiago, so she didn’t have time to think about other things. As for Jepherson, he sat on one side of the room.

She made sure no one else was around before sitting down next to him and asked, “I thought someone…”

“I already sent them back. I was careless; they were supposed to guard against Santiago, but I didn’t expect them to set us up.”

He glanced at Xanthus, who seemed uninterested in the matter. But for Raeleigh’s sake, Xanthus said, “Who’s behind this? My family’s man followed Raeleigh, but they couldn’t get into Waverly Village. Jacky has the area strictly guarded; not just anybody could get in. They must’ve long thought about the location.”

The reason Xanthus rushed over was also that his man couldn’t reach Raeleigh. He had been waiting for her call.

“There’s a mole, and he’s working with the outsiders.” Jepherson leaned against the wall, then lifted his head and said, “Raeleigh, stay with me. Don’t go anywhere else. Leave the rest to Jacky.”

“Who was it?” Xanthus continued to ask. Jepherson replied, “Flynt contacted him. But he’s dead; we have no evidence against him.”

“You let Flynt escape on purpose? Why?” Xanthus asked as he stood on one side. He was aware of this.

“I do not wish the Moore family to expand their power in Capital City. Capital City is a great taboo of the industry, and many of us compete for it.”

“The Moore family’s dereliction of duty in Capital City had caused them to lose their prestige. Although we intend to take them down, it doesn’t mean we want to end them.”

“A long time ago, Johan came to Capital City with his subordinates. Among them were my family, the Richards family, and my mother’s side, the Murphy family, as well as the Xanthe family and the Delia family…”

“Anyhow, Johan had single-handedly groomed these families. I’m a younger member of my family, so I must respect him.”

“The Richards family will never forget their roots. Even if the Moore family had done us wrong, we wouldn’t be heartless.”

“We would never drive them to the edge.”

“Besides, the Moore family is no longer what it used to be. It would be good if they could make a concession; I won’t force them into desperation, as long as they don’t make any trouble.”

“I know how you feel about Santiago; you’re going to let them off this easily?” Xanthus could not comprehend Jepherson’s actions. As an older brother himself, he knew very well that Jepherson would never let the matter go just like that.

Jepherson looked at him and said, “If we hand this over to Interpol, they will obliterate the Moore family. However, it will only remain as a personal grievance if this stays in Capital City. At least the Moore family will be fine.”

“What do you mean?”

Jepherson hissed, “No one can hurt Santiago. No one.”

He said with a murderous gaze, and Xanthus felt his blood run cold.

“What are you going to do to Flynt?” Raeleigh asked.

Jepherson did not reply.

But Raeleigh knew he wouldn’t let the matter end just like that.

…

Meanwhile, in the hospital Flynt had been admitted to.

“Who’s there?” Flynt heard noises from outside the ward as he lay in bed and thought the men had returned. He shook his head in frustration. Didn’t he tell them not to come back and leave immediately? Why did they come back?

Just then, the door swung open, and someone came in.

Flynt froze for a moment. He was a stranger, looked about twenty years old, handsome and tall. He wore a set of black clothes, and a pair of huge sunglasses shaded his face, revealing only the cold sneer on his face.

Flynt instantly got out of bed. His leg had healed completely, and his reflexes were much faster than ordinary people.

“Who are you?”

“Jepherson asked me to come. He wanted me to bring you a message.”

The man walked up to Flynt as he spoke. Flynt sneered. “You’re Jepherson’s man?”

“This is not important. I’m here to deliver the message.” The man closed in on Flynt as he spoke. Flynt pulled out his pistol and hissed, “Do you think you can do anything to me?”

The man replied disapprovingly, “I think you will die in a very ugly way.”

“Then…”

“Bang!”

Flynt’s pistol fell onto the ground, and blood dripped down his arm while the man was still standing straight in front of him.

His face grew pale, slowly turning his gaze to him. “Who are you?”

“It is not your place to know.”

“My men have failed?” Flynt stared at him intently.

“That’s none of my business; I’m here to rip off your arm.”

The man went closer as he spoke, and Flynt crouched down to retrieve his pistol. But before he could, the man sent a kick to his abdomen and knocked him off balance. Then, he swiftly grabbed Flynt’s wrist and yanked it with only his bare hands. Just like that, Flynt’s right arm was separated from him.

“Ah!” Flynt wailed in agony, then fainted and collapsed on the floor. Blood flowed from his shoulder, staining his clothes red.

Jared Robertson stared at the arm in his hand and turned to leave.

…

An hour later, Santiago came out of the emergency room. The doctor appeared relieved as he wiped the sweat off his forehead. Fortunately, it was nothing serious. The medical staff only had to manage his wounds with simple procedures, but he had lost a lot of blood.

When Jepherson saw Santiago coming out of the emergency room, he stood up and walked toward him. Raeleigh followed suit.

“Mr. Santiago is doing fine now; he was treated in time. He’ll be fine after a while.”

Santiago slowly opened his eyes, then looked at Jepherson and Raeleigh, a smile blossoming on his face. “I won’t die so easily.”Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“Shut up.” Jepherson shot him a glare and turned to Raeleigh. “I’ll order someone to prepare the necessaries. You stay here and take care of him; he’ll need to watch what he eats the next few days.”

“Alright, but what about you? Aren’t you staying?”

Raeleigh looked at him, confused. Jepherson hesitated, then replied, “I’ll be here during the day, but I can’t stay the night. I have other matters to tend to.”

“So you…”

“Don’t ask.” Raeleigh immediately shut her mouth and turned to look at Santiago, who was still looking weak. “Are you feeling better?”

“What do you think?” He asked in return. She didn’t know what to say.