Getting My Ex-wife Back

When Xanthus saw Raeleigh crying, he held her even tighter and looked sharply at Jepherson, who had his gaze at the sibling.

Jepherson walked to them and said, “This is my fault.”

“I’m a little tired today. Mr. Richards, please go back.”

Xanthus patted Raeleigh as he continued glaring daggers at Jepherson. Jepherson glanced at Raeleigh and said, “Raeleigh…”

“Please leave. I need to calm down.” Raeleigh turned around and looked at Jepherson. She really needed to calm down; if it went on, she’d break down.

Jepherson frowned and looked at Xanthus. “Help me take care of her.”

Then, he walked past them and entered his car.

Raeleigh stared at Jepherson’s retreating figure, and her heart sank. He kept telling her how important trust was, and he promised that no matter what happened, he would always protect their relationship. But…

Why did he always make her worry?

She watched the car leave, then looked up at Xanthus. “Are you alright? Did Stella hurt you?”

“It’s not that serious. I only went to treat Stella; I had to check on her illness.” To ease her worries, he did not tell the truth. He held her as the two of them walked into the house.

Raeleigh doubted his words. How could someone like Stella not do anything to him?

When the two of them entered the house, Xanthus told Raeleigh he hadn’t had dinner yet, and he requested her to cook some food while he went to take a shower.

Raeleigh obeyed and went to make dinner. She finished cooking before Xanthus came back, so she went up to his room. When she was about to knock on the door, she heard Xanthus talking to someone over the phone.

He was talking about performing a full-body examination or something.

Raeleigh frowned and knocked at the door, “Dinner’s ready.”

“Alright, I’m coming.” Xanthus hung up the phone and came out of the room, then turned to Raeleigh and asked, “When did you come?”

“When you were on the phone.” Raeleigh stared at him, wondering if he was hiding something from her.Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

“Why didn’t you knock earlier? I’m hungry.”

Xanthus ruffled her hair and headed downstairs, Raeleigh following suit. The two went to the kitchen. Raeleigh served the food for Xanthus, and he sat down and ate leisurely. Raeleigh sat opposite him and looked at him. “What happened?”

Xanthus glanced at her and said, “What will you do if I tell you something has happened to me?”

Raeleigh pursed her lips. “I will not let Stella off the hook.”

“It doesn’t matter if you let her off the hook or not. Besides, you’re not that kind of person, are you?” Xanthus knew her well.

Raeleigh said nothing, but she was visibly upset.

“I’m doing a full-body examination tomorrow; you’ll know when the results come out.” Xanthus stared at the food in front of him and took a bite, feeling a little nauseous.

“What on earth is going on?”

“Nothing.”

Xanthus did not want Raeleigh to lose sleep over his matter, but she seemed to be worried sick already.

After eating, Xanthus stood up and motioned for Raeleigh to join him on the sofa to watch TV. Otherwise, Raeleigh would not be able to rest if they separated.

The two of them sat down, and Xanthus asked, “What would you like to watch?”

Raeleigh exhaled a murky breath. “Animal World.”

Xanthus turned on the TV and turned to the channel. The two of them watched in silence.

Raeleigh looked at Xanthus from time to time; his eyes were glued to the TV. When she stared at him again, he pulled her into his arms, letting her head rest against his chest.

As they’d nap on the sofa, there was always a throw. Xanthus pulled the throw over their bodies and hugged Raeleigh while saying, “I’m not saying that this isn’t serious, but I don’t want you to hear the process.”

“Some things might sound cruel, but the real experience may not be so scary!”

Raeleigh became a little absent-minded upon hearing Xanthus’s words. She wiped away the tears off her face, then leaned into Xanthus’s arms, not saying a word.

He continued, “There are many things we can’t change; you shouldn’t blame Jepherson. Although I’m also angry about this, it’s wrong to vent our anger on him.”

“I didn’t vent my anger on him. I just can’t accept it.” Raeleigh sniffled.

Xanthus smiled and said, “A woman like Stella, I believe even if we don’t go to her, someone will.”

“She brought them upon herself, and she deserves it.”

“She won’t end well.”

“You keep saying that, but don’t you think you’re lying to yourself?”

Raeleigh looked at Xanthus suspiciously. His lips were a little pale, and his face seemed sallow; he looked miserable.

Raeleigh immediately sat up to check on him. She placed her hand on his head and asked, “What’s wrong with you?”

“Nothing, I just feel a little uncomfortable. Trust me; I’m a doctor; no one knows my body better than me.”

Raeleigh pursed her lips. “Do you want me to get you some water?”

“No, I’ll get some rest.”

Xanthus’s breaths grew weak, and Raeleigh instinctively held his hand in hers.

“It’s sure nice to have a sister!” Xanthus looked down at their joined hands and smiled.

“It’s my fault. If it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t be like this.” Raeleigh’s eyes were red, and tears flowed down her cheeks as she spoke.

Wiping the tears off her face, he coaxed, “Don’t cry; you’re not a child anymore. I’m only feeling a little uncomfortable; I’ll be fine tomorrow.”

“We’re going to the hospital now.” Raeleigh stood up, but Xanthus pulled her back down. As she looked at him, she felt her heart threatening to fall apart.

“Listen to me. I’ll make it through tonight. I’m fine.”

Raeleigh sat down and stared at Xanthus. “What happened to you?”

“Nothing. I only ate something I shouldn’t have. My temperature may fluctuate in a bit. Remember, leave me be, and don’t give me water nor try to cool me down. Ignore everything that happens to me. I’ll be fine.”

Xanthus instructed Raeleigh. Feeling the sweat on his palm, she lowered her head to look at it.

“What is wrong with you?” she asked, but Xanthus only said, “Be a good girl and don’t ask.”

Raeleigh kept her emotions in check and said nothing.

Xanthus’s breathing grew more labored, and his heart was palpitating; however, he was visibly weak. She could tell he was really not himself.

The sick man lying on the sofa was no longer the usually handsome, suave Xanthus.

An idea came to her; Xanthus was dying.

“Should I call for help?”

“No. I can get through this. You only need to stay with me.” Xanthus loosened his grip on her hand and leaned against the sofa, keeping his chin lifted and his eyes closed. His breathing grew heavier by the minute, and sweat trickled from his blotchy neck down to his body. Raeleigh immediately wiped him down with a tissue. Xanthus shut his eyes tightly and gasped for air as he held on to the throw.

Raeleigh cried as she wiped the sweat off Xanthus’s body, thinking of a way to help him.