Getting My Ex-wife Back

Seeing that Raeleigh wouldn’t come out of the car, the man went to knock on the front car door. She tried to catch a glimpse of the man’s face, but he never even took a glance at her, only knocking on the window, trying to get her out of the car.

Looking at the man, she called Jepherson immediately, but instead of speaking to him, she asked the man outside, “Who are you? What’s the matter?”

“Show me your license,” the man said with a straight face. Raeleigh looked around and said, “There are so many cars here. Why did you only stop me? I don’t believe you are traffic police.”

On the other side, Jepherson got out of bed and asked while putting on his clothes, “Which road are you on?”

“Antarctic Road, to Waverly Village,” Raeleigh said. Jepherson had picked up the phone and called the people nearby. “What’s going on?”

It was an authoritative tone. In other words, “Are you nincompoops not aware of what was happening?”

The person on the other end of the line immediately reported, “We’re closing in. Please rest assured, Mr. Jepherson, Miss Raeleigh is safe.”

“If she is, she wouldn’t be stopped. Go to her immediately.”

“Yes…”

Jepherson hung up the phone and left the manor, heading to where Raeleigh was.

The Richards family car Jepherson was on was specially his. As the driver knew he was anxious about Raeleigh’s safety, he rushed the one-hour drive with only thirty minutes to where Raeleigh was. The driver would be on edge every time he ran a red light, as on the one hand, he needed to rush to Raeleigh, and on the other, he couldn’t let anything happen to Mr. Jepherson.

Tired from reading, Zorion looked out the car and happened to catch Jepherson’s car dashing past him, running a red light.

“Whose car is that?” Zorion asked knowingly. The driver replied, “I think someone from the Richards family got into trouble at the roadblock ahead.”

Zorion was reading a medical book; he had no interest in the field, but Rossie did.

The driver’s words got Zorion displeased. He slowly turned his head to the driver. “When? Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I’ve told you, Mr. Zorion, but you’ve been paying attention to the book,” The driver said helplessly. Since Miss Lautner left, Mr. Zorion had been absent-minded most of the time.

He had reported there was an incident at the roadblock ahead; someone had hijacked a Richards family’s car.

To the driver, it was a significant matter. After all, the Richards and Whalen families were allies in the Capital City, and neither would sit and watch while the other was in trouble. But…

Zorion only nodded and continued to read. So he could only continue driving. Who would’ve thought Mr. Zorion would suddenly remember this.

“Go and have a look.”

He lowered his head and continued to read, but his mind wasn’t on the book this time.

It has been more than a month. Why was something happening again?

Zorion raised his head as he put the book on his lap, shifting his crossed leg, and said, “Arrange some men around the scene. I want him alive.”

“Yes, Mr. Zorion.”

…

Jepherson’s car reached Raeleigh like a gust of wind, but he didn’t get out. Seeing that the traffic had cleared and Raeleigh drove ahead, Jepherson ordered the driver to follow her. When she arrived at Waverly Village, he did, and so did Zorion.

Out of the car, Raeleigh looked at the person behind and smiled unknowingly. “Why are you two here?”

Still tired, Jepherson raised his eyebrows, walked to her, took her hand, and walked toward Xanthus’s residence. After greeting Xanthus at the door, they went straight in.

Raeleigh followed Jepherson into her room. After getting on the bed, Jepherson went to sleep without even taking his clothes off.

Raeleigh took his clothes off piece by piece while he lay still like a child, waiting for her to undress him and tuck him in while he slept.

Xanthus had been standing outside. Seeing she had come out and closed the door, he asked, “You two fought?”

Raeleigh didn’t know how to explain it but thought for a moment. “No. I just had a little trouble on the road, and he hadn’t rested all day yesterday, plus he slept very late last night. So he’s worn out and worked up.”

“Don’t come over then if you guys don’t have enough rest.” Xanthus had gone back to work now, and his place at the Waverly Village was only a rental. Although Raeleigh came to help every weekend, there was nothing much to do in actuality. What needed to be done was already done.

“Everything had been fine. We just came across minor trouble this time.” Raeleigh didn’t know how to explain it even if she tried. Xanthus looked at her for a while and said, “Come with me.”

With that, they went outside. Xanthus said, “Remember I told you I’d tell Mom and Dad about your marriage?”

“Yeah, is it a no?”

“They didn’t say anything but that they would come next week.” Xanthus also thought they should talk about it face to face.

Raeleigh thought for a moment, “I see.”

Although she said with acceptance, she had an unexplainable lingering worry.

Xanthus said, “You’re their baby girl. Don’t worry.”

Looking up at Xanthus, she asked, “Is what I’m doing considered act now, report later?”Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Xanthus did not answer; yes or no, what was done was done. All they could do was wait.

After a stroll, a thought struck her; she didn’t see Zorion.

“Is Zorion here?”

“He’s probably at Jacky’s.” Xanthus saw that Zorion headed to Jacky’s loft after getting out of the car.

Xanthus didn’t know if he was there for Jacky, but he definitely wasn’t here to sightsee.

“You still can’t?” Jacky fixed his gaze on Logan. Logan shook his head, speaking out of breath, “I don’t have the strength.”

Jacky glanced at the people on both sides. “Leave us for now.”

After they left, he helped Logan up from the wheelchair. Working up a sweat, Logan could barely stand.

At that moment, Zorion pushed the door open and walked in.

Looking over, Logan was stunned to see it was Zorion. With that, he used all his effort to stand.

Finding it strange, Jacky turned over, and Zorion had already got to the side, sat down, and crossed his legs.

“Why have you come?” Jacky sized Zorion up. To that, Zorion retorted, “Can’t I come? Or are you afraid that I’ll see what you’ve done behind my back?”

When Logan heard Zorion’s words, he immediately moved his hand away. Jacky grabbed Logan’s arm and turned to him. “Take a rest first.”

After putting Logan back in the wheelchair, Jacky called Harvey Swinburne in.

“Harvey, come here. Take your Logan inside and let him rest. Take care of him.”

Harvey was Logan’s subordinate and had always been in charge of taking care of Logan. Jacky did not trust anyone but Logan’s men at the given time.