Getting My Ex-wife Back

“Mr. Richards, Miss Raeleigh.”

A young man greeted Jepherson and Raeleigh politely, then led them into Stella’s residence.

Raeleigh looked around and thought Stella’s home was unique.

As soon as they entered the house, the young man said, “Please wait for a moment, Mr. Richards, Miss Raeleigh. I’ll go and inform of your arrival.”

The young man entered a room, then came out shortly.

He said to Jepherson and Raeleigh, “Miss Doyle invites you to come in.”

“Let’s go.”

Jepherson strode into the room. Although the curtains had shielded the interior from external light, it was brightly lit.

Raeleigh’s first thought was that the room was spacious. Then, she noticed the crystal chandelier in the room and thought they looked extravagant.

She was not only good at designing cars but also had some experience in interior design.

Stella’s house was a multi-story building; it had at least three floors. To ordinary designers, no matter how creative their designs were, they rarely broke the rules of separating each floor.

However, Stella’s house was different; all three floors of her house were one.

Usually, such a design would seem jarring. But in Raeleigh’s opinion, this house was an exception.

Raeleigh stared at the crystal chandelier, which dangled from the top floor’s ceiling to just above the bed in Stella’s room. It was at least two and a half meters away from the ground, and this was the ground floor’s height.

She believed that no one except Stella, who had an unconventional sense of style, could come up with this design.

While Raeleigh was in college, one of her professors mentioned a few taboos of interior design. Theoretically, they should tailor the design according to the clients’ preferences. However, there were still a few standards to follow, especially bedrooms. For instance, they should avoid installing chandeliers in a bedroom.

Although Raeleigh knew these were only theories her professor had taught in class, she believed others would agree they were correct.

However, Stella, a qualified designer, had broken the taboo and designed her house this way. Raeleigh wondered what she was trying to prove.

Raeleigh calmed herself down after entering the room, then looked straight at Stella. She was lying in bed, and her face lit up the moment she saw Jepherson but turned serious again in a matter of seconds.

It wasn’t that Raeleigh didn’t notice it, but she was here for someone.

So she said nothing.

“Jepherson, Raeleigh, you’re here!”

Stella sat up when she saw the two of them. Raeleigh stood still, silent.

Jepherson, on the other hand, didn’t think much of it, only asking indifferently, “I’m here to look for someone. I wonder if he’s here?”

“Are you talking about Dr. Osteen?” Stella asked, then glanced at Raeleigh. “Raeleigh must be worried. I did have Dr. Osteen over to check on my health, but I sent him home as soon as we were done. Did you not contact him?”

Raeleigh stared at Stella quietly as she talked. She knew it was an open warning from her.

She turned around and walked outside, Jepherson following suit.

“Raeleigh…”

Jepherson grabbed Raeleigh’s hand from behind. Raeleigh didn’t shake him away, but she wasn’t in a good mood either. She felt terrible.

He talked to her, but she didn’t want to speak. They were like a young couple in a fight, none of them willing to compromise.

Raeleigh called Xanthus as soon as she was outside but still couldn’t get through to him.

Jepherson held Raeleigh’s hand with a helpless look on his face and pleaded, “Raeleigh… Please calm down.”

“I am calm. If I weren’t, I would’ve fought her already. Can’t you see she did it on purpose?” Raeleigh said as she continued calling Xanthus, but no matter how hard she tried, it went straight to voicemail.

With that, an epiphany struck her. No one in this world but Santiago could help her.

However, he was still in the hospital, so she could not ask him for help.NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

Raeleigh kept calling a few more times, then finally turned to look at Jepherson and asked, “Tell me, do you believe she did it on purpose?”

“Raeleigh…”

Jepherson held her hand, unable to answer.

Raeleigh glanced at Stella as she came out of the room in her wheelchair. Raeleigh didn’t lash out but only said, “I see it now. You will always believe in her.”

“Stella is…”

“Forget it. I understand. I understand everything, but I just can’t accept the truth. I can’t get over it.”

Raeleigh turned around and looked at the car. “Send me back.”

After getting in the car, her gaze fixed on one side as she clenched her fists tightly, frustration gnawing at her stomach.

She knew that Stella was trying to drive a wedge between her and Jepherson, and she was also aware that these were all Stella’s tricks. If she believed it, she would fall into her trap, and Stella would get what she wanted.

But she was only an ordinary woman. How could she not be angry encountering such a thing?

Raeleigh clenched her hands tightly. She wouldn’t even mind if Jepherson lied and said he didn’t believe Stella.

But why did he trust Stella but not her?

She thought if Jepherson were an ounce like Santiago, she wouldn’t have ended up like this.

Jepherson followed Raeleigh inside. The driver shut the door and got into the car. Then, Jepherson ordered, “Go to Xanthus’s place.”

The driver started the engine and slowly drove away.

While they were on the road, Raeleigh gripped her phone tightly and tried to calm herself down. She waited for Xanthus to call, but he never did.

Jepherson tried talking to her a few times, but she ignored him.

She even refused when Jepherson reached out to hold her hand.

When the car finally arrived at its destination, Raeleigh hurriedly looked outside. She grew anxious when she noticed that the garage was empty, then quickly opened the door and got out before the driver could help.

She marched toward the house, then opened the door and went in. However, she did not see Xanthus. She rushed to the bedroom, hoping that Xanthus would show up soon. She prayed that the room remained dark because the power was interrupted.

She pushed open the door and went inside, then switched on the light. There was no one in it.

Jepherson hugged Raeleigh at the door. “Raeleigh… calm down.”

Raeleigh shoved Jepherson away, her eyes full of pain. “Is calm down all you know to say? There’s nothing in the world that you can’t do, but why do you turn into another person when it comes to Stella and me?”

“Raeleigh… Xanthus is fine. He’s just not back yet. If something happens to him, I’ll know.”

Jepherson said with a straight face. She shook her head and said, “I’m going to find him. Don’t try to stop me.”

Raeleigh pushed Jepherson away in a rage, then left the house. Just as she was about to head out, a black car pulled up at the gate of the villa. The car door opened, and a man got out.

Xanthus got out of the car, holding a shirt in his hand, looking as usual. Then, he glanced at the man opening the door for him and said, “Thank you.”

The man nodded to Xanthus, then returned to the car and drove away shortly.

Raeleigh stopped in her tracks and stared at Xanthus. He looked up at Raeleigh, his eyes as gentle as always, flashing her a smile as he walked to her.

Raeleigh rushed to Xanthus and sized him up. “Did they hurt you?”

Xanthus shook his head and pulled Raeleigh into an embrace. She threw herself into his arms and could not help but burst into tears.