Getting My Ex-wife Back

It was already ten when Raeleigh got up. She felt that her body was going to fall apart just from sitting up.

If it weren’t that Jepherson had a human face, Raeleigh would think he was a monster.

“I hate you!” Raeleigh said while washing her hands in the bathroom. It was the first time she had said something like this. She took a sniff after washing, but the smell was still there.

Looking into the mirror, Jepherson was just done with his shower, wrapped in a bath towel when he walked to her. She had to look up as they had a height difference between them, after all. He had a body even finer than a supermodel’s, and his hair was pushed back, showing his face. As she gawked at him, he had already stood behind her.

“What are you looking at?” Jepherson’s voice was deep and hoarse, as alluring as a cello.

Raeleigh admitted that she would fall in love with this man even if she only listened to his voice.

Nevertheless, he still crossed the line. It was only bright and early, and he had just gotten a little better when he turned into a different man again.

She was worried but angry at the same time.

He, on the contrary, was on cloud nine while she had to worry what the people in the manor would think of her and how she should face people.

Moreover, he even used her hand…

Raeleigh bit her lip as she flew off the handle at the thought of what had happened just now.

“You’re such a fiend!”

Raeleigh bit her lip. Jepherson hugged her waist from behind and lowered his head to kiss Raeleigh’s shoulder, leading her to draw a quick breath. “Why did you take a cold shower? When?”

Jepherson laughed in a deep voice. “Are you distressed? Or worried?”

“You’re unbelievable. You’ve just recovered, and now…”

As she spoke, he pulled the bath towel she wrapped around her chest, and she quickly held onto it, feeling a chill on her back. However, she may have protected her front but not her back from Jepherson, and he took her just like that, leading her to fly in rage. In the end…

As Raeleigh came out of the room, Jepherson draped a red coat around her. It was the one Santiago had gifted her. She took a look at it and said, “I’d better not wear it lest I make grandma angry. Grab a different one.”

“If she doesn’t like you, she won’t be happy about anything. It doesn’t matter what you wear.” Jepherson said as he helped her wear the coat, and Raeleigh thought he was right, so she let him do so.

Sure enough, when they arrived at Marissa’s, she was displeased to see Raeleigh in red.

“I ask you to come for a meal, but why did you guys take such a long time to come?” Marissa was unhappy and tried to find a fault in Raeleigh. However, she did not speak but only stared at Marissa. Jepherson held Raeleigh’s hand and stood in front of her.

“I was the one who said we wouldn’t be joining. I was having a gastric problem in the morning, and Raeleigh had been taking care of me.”

Raeleigh had to hand it to Jepherson to come up with such an excuse.

However, his words only displeased Marissa even more. “Why didn’t you see a doctor instead? Is she a doctor?”

Raeleigh remained silent and deadpan. There were guests in the living room; Geraldine, who said she would be leaving, was still sitting in the living room, and so were her family, accompanying Marissa and Trevor.

Trevor’s gaze was fixed on Raeleigh, but he did not show any emotion.

Hansen and Jenna were out that day.

Marissa said, “Although you’ve just married into the family, there’s no need for you to wear such a flashy color, is there? Are you trying to be ostentatious?”

Raeleigh raised her head and fixed her eyes on Jepherson. As she had expected, Marissa had used her clothes as an excuse to pick on her.

Jepherson spoke up, “Santiago got this as a bridal gift for Raeleigh. Why do you keep picking a bone with her, Grandma?”Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Hmph, since you don’t want to eat, then don’t,” Marissa said out of nowhere.

Jepherson glanced at his grandfather before he grabbed Raeleigh and wanted to leave. On seeing that, Marissa said, “We still have guests at home. Shouldn’t you be entertaining them? Where are you going?”

Jepherson paused for a moment and said, “Raeleigh has a stomachache; I’m going to take her to the hospital. I had intended to give her a rub at home, but as you said, nothing beats a doctor.”

Jepherson strode out, holding Raeleigh’s hand. Behind him, Marissa scolded and told him to come back, but he didn’t stop.

A few minutes later, he brought Raeleigh to his car.

Raeleigh sat in the car and looked at Jepherson. “Why bother? I feel nothing.”

“But it doesn’t mean we shouldn’t fill our stomachs,” Jepherson said, sitting in the car. They hadn’t eaten all day, and they wouldn’t be able to continue at night with an empty stomach.

As Raeleigh was indeed hungry, she didn’t refute, going out for a meal with him.

“Mr. Jepherson.”

Someone stepped forward to greet them as soon as they got out of the car. Jepherson took a look at the person at the door, held Raeleigh’s hand, and took her into the restaurant.

The person at the door looked surprised. Mr. Jepherson had brought a woman?

All of a sudden, the news went viral; the whole of A City was talking about it. Nobody knew who had leaked it, but someone took advantage and reported extensively, saying Jepherson was married and it was registered in A City.

“Look at this.” Marissa threw the newspaper aside, looking livid. Trevor picked it and glanced at it before handing it to Hansen. After reading it for a while, Hansen frowned and put down the newspaper.

“Why aren’t any of you saying anything? The problem with the Doyle family still isn’t solved yet. What am I supposed to explain to Stella?”

Marissa was absolutely livid. She already didn’t like Raeleigh; she couldn’t believe Raeleigh married into the family just like that, and now this.

“Since she has married into our family, there’s no reason for us to be secretive,” Hansen said as he leaned against one side. Jenna did not speak; her stance was unyielding. She wanted to protect Raeleigh, but she couldn’t make a move before the right time.

She was the last line of defense; she could only come out when no one could protect Raeleigh.

But if that time came, it meant her relationship with Marissa would fall out.

Marissa was angry. “All of you leave. Let Stella enter our family as soon as possible and save us all the worries.”

Hansen said, “It’s only been a few days since they got married. If we bring Stella in now, others might think our family is trying to curry favor with her. Let’s put this aside for now.”

“You…”

Marissa looked at Trevor, who held Marissa’s hand. “Hansen’s right; we can’t act too hastily now. Now that things have come to this, let’s wait a little longer.”

Marissa finally understood they were all against her. She gritted her teeth and said, “I will listen to you once but don’t forget, Stella must enter our family.”

With that, Marissa stood up and walked into her room. Trevor glanced at his son and daughter-in-law and gestured for them to leave first while he went to his wife.

The wife he knew was gone, but his love for her remained unchanged.

No one would ever understand what the person involved was thinking when it came to love.

His wife gave her life to him, accompanied him when he was at his lowest, and even gave him a son. Those were all he would never be able to repay in his life.

Trevor thought as long as he was still around, she could continue to make trouble.

As long as things never got too serious.

As for the Doyle family, if this was how they would play, he would play along. There would be ways to get rid of them.

In the room, Marissa was still in a rage when Trevor entered. She stood by the window and shed some tears as she felt wronged. Her husband was hers, her child was hers, and she had brought up Jerry too. But now, they were all going against her, and she became the target of everyone’s criticism.

Trevor closed the door and walked to Marissa, hugging her from behind. “The children have grown up, and they have their own lives. This is the same as a rebellious child; your restriction will only make this worse. If you leave them be, they might even agree with you.”

Marissa looked back at her husband. “Really?”

“Of course.”

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