Getting My Ex-wife Back

“I want to go to Waverly Village.” Raeleigh thought they should take a break from each other for a couple of days. Jepherson glanced at her and said, “I have an engagement this evening. We’ll go tomorrow, and I’ll need to stop at the drugstore along the way.”

Puzzled, she looked at him, “What for?”

“Don’t tell me we’re not having sex anymore.”

His words rendered her speechless.

It was too straightforward. Raeleigh covered her face with her hands and leaned against the car while Jepherson started the car and drove to the drugstore. After he pulled over, he headed straight to where they displayed the condoms. He turned his head back to see Raeleigh had come in with him, but she was self-conscious, so she stayed put.

Then, the person in charge asked if they needed help, and Jepherson asked, “Which one is the best?”Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

“These. They’re well known, and they have all different types, and they have a better feel than the others.”

The person who was talking to Jepherson was a young woman. Just hearing it got Raeleigh blushing, but that woman promoted it like it was nothing. She even took a box and showed it to Jepherson.

“I want every type of condom from this brand.”

As Jepherson spoke, Raeleigh shot her gaze up at him, but he had made up his mind. Moreover, the woman had gotten all thirty-plus boxes of condoms for him.

In a trice, Raeleigh dashed outside. Coming out of the drugstore after making the payment, Jepherson looked over at his car; Raeleigh was sitting inside with a gloomy and ruddy face. He opened the door and put the bag of condoms on Raeleigh’s lap. At the spur of the moment, Raeleigh wanted to throw it out the window but worried about wasting his money.

“Who buys condoms like this?” Raeleigh was clearly unhappy. Jepherson started the engine and asked, “Are you going to come here every time we need one?”

His words rendered her speechless.

At a loss for words, she remained silent.

Looking at the bag on her lap, she took out a box. “What does spiral mean?”

“Never used it before.” Jepherson was uncertain as well.

Of course, she knew he had never used it before. She took one out to see it was a thin transparent layer, and it was very smooth. With curiosity, Raeleigh pinched it. While driving, Jepherson grabbed it from her and chucked the entire bag behind.

The initial plan was to head back to the company, but he changed his mind halfway. When they arrived at the Richards Group Manor, Jepherson covered the condoms with his clothes and headed straight to their room with Raeleigh. He even ordered the servants not to disturb them, shooing them away.

They went into the bathroom and had used more than a dozen condoms on the first day. They used one from each box and changed to a different one after a while.

Raeleigh finally managed to leave the bathroom in the afternoon; she thought she might have to spend the whole day in there.

Lying in bed, she stared at the ceiling while Jepherson came out of the bathroom and wiped himself dry. He took a condom out from a new box, chucked it aside, then got on the bed and pulled Raeleigh to him, kissing her…

That day, Raeleigh did nothing but try out condoms with Jepherson for the whole day.

At six in the evening, Raeleigh fell asleep before she had dinner. Jepherson got up from the bed and made a call.

“Hurry up and find out the Doyle family’s plan. The sooner, the better.”

After hanging up, he turned to look at Raeleigh, who was sound asleep and stood by the window for a while.

The reason she wasn’t willing to bear a child wasn’t only because of all the chaos, but mostly because of the miscarriage.

She was worried, wasn’t she?

At ten, Raeleigh fished around the bed and opened her eyes to find Jepherson wasn’t in the room. She got out of bed. Upon seeing the condom packages on the floor, she threw them away then cleaned up the bathroom as they were all over the floor.

After coming out of the bathroom, Raeleigh went out to find Jepherson. He wasn’t at the door, so she went to the room beside theirs. Opening the door, she saw him with his computer and some documents.

“What are you doing?” Raeleigh walked in. Jepherson rubbed his eyes. “I didn’t get to work during the day, so I asked my assistant to send them over.”

“Can’t you do it tomorrow?”

Raeleigh didn’t know what to say about it as she believed they would be the joke of the town if people heard they burned the midnight oil and didn’t eat or sleep, all to try condoms.

“Tomorrow’s a weekend.” Jepherson only got up because the thought came to him. Otherwise, he would’ve been in bed.

Raeleigh suddenly remembered she said she wanted to go back to Waverly Village during the day. With that, she left the room and came back with a bowl of soup soon after and gave it to Jepherson.

He took a sip and continued with his work.

On seeing that he was working, Raeleigh stayed and accompanied him. She leaned against the bed behind Jepherson; there was a duvet, and the room was warm, plus she could even put her feet on his lap.

Jepherson drank the soup and held Raeleigh’s feet. “Put them inside.”

Raeleigh obliged, putting her feet under his pajamas, all snug.

Lying there, perhaps they had tested out one too many condoms during the day; mountains of them appeared in her head as soon as she closed her eyes.

Raeleigh said, “I want to start a company.”

Jepherson paused for a moment and turned to Raeleigh. “Didn’t we agree not to?”

“I’ve agreed not to start an architectural firm, but I didn’t say I won’t do anything else.”

“What are you going to do then?”

Raeleigh hesitated because she still had some concerns.

Jepherson squinted his eyes, his gaze emitting danger. “Don’t tell me you want to sell condoms.”

Raeleigh did not answer, but her expression told him he was right.

With a headache, he scoffed, “The esteemed vice president’s wife of the Richards family, doing birth-control businesses?”

Raeleigh thought for a moment, “It is indeed not a very good idea.”

“Of course…”

“But what if I don’t show my face?”

“Believe me; the word would get out faster than anything.”

What if people find out? How embarrassing would things get?

“What’s wrong with being financially independent?”

Raeleigh tried to negotiate, but it was a hard no from Jepherson.

Raeleigh covered her head with the duvet innocently. “What else can I do with my life other than design cars for you?”

“Be the mother to my children.”

With that, Jepherson left the room. Raeleigh brought the duvet down her face. Seeing that he had left, she intended to get up only for him to return with the bag of condoms. He opened another new box, chucked it aside, and jumped into bed.

“Are you crazy?” Raeleigh tried to shove him away, but he whispered in her ear, “I can’t sleep without doing it.”

Speechless, she rolled her eyes. Can’t or won’t?

With that, they basically tried all the condoms they had bought after this round. Raeleigh rested at the inner side of the bed, with Jepherson hugging her on the outer side. Unlike the beds in the bedroom, the one in the study was a single, so it was quite cramped for two.

As Raeleigh was worn out, she was sound asleep. However, poor Jepherson could barely rest the rest of the night.

Raeleigh got up at eight the next morning. As she tidied up the condoms thrown everywhere in the study, she ragged on Jepherson, who was dead asleep; he barely even flinched.

Seeing that he looked worn out, she didn’t wake him up and drove to Waverly Village alone after breakfast.

She encountered a roadblock on her journey, so she was stuck in traffic. Just as she stopped the car, someone in uniform came up from behind her car and knocked on her door, telling her to open it.

With that, Raeleigh glanced at the person through the rearview mirror, but he kept his head down the entire time, so she stayed in the car.