Getting My Ex-wife Back

Santiago stood behind Jepherson. The very sight of Flynt ticked him off.

Jepherson walked up to Flynt and stood in the courtyard, observing the place. He said with his hands clasped behind his back, “This place is nice. There are a lot of people who would love to have a place like this to recuperate.”

At that time, Flynt’s subordinates emerged from the house. Flynt glanced at the closed courtyard door and looked towards Jepherson. “You guys have gone too far. I didn’t offend you guys in any way. That day, I just so happened to pass by the hospital. I stayed back with Raeleigh to give a deposition. We sat and talked for a bit. Then, your brother just came up to me and punched me. He even pushed Raeleigh. Why don’t you ask your brother what happened? Why did you have to come here to look for me?”

Jepherson laughed, amused. “Your showing up is what really strikes me as odd. Flynt, do you want to know where I threw your arm after I got my subordinates to hack it off?”

Flynt’s face darkened. “What?”

Jepherson smiled. “I brought it to the dog pound and fed it to the dogs.”

“You!” Flynt’s face turned pale as his single hand balled into a fist.

Jepherson’s eyes were full of contempt and arrogance.

“What?” Jepherson lowered his head slightly and walked up to Flynt. He stopped and said, “You have two choices today. You can either kneel down and apologise to Santiago, or I’m going to cut off your other arm.”

Flynt’s face turned pale as he subconsciously stumbled backwards. “Jepherson, you and I might not see eye to eye, but you’ve gone too far this time. God will punish you for oppressing others. Aren’t you afraid of retribution?”

“Why do you care? You hired someone to assassinate Raeleigh. You frightened her and you even caused her to misunderstand Santiago. My brother’s not happy about it. If you want to keep your arm, then you ought to kneel down and apologise. Then, I’ll let the matter go. Well, if you want to show off your guts, give me your limb and I won’t go to the Moore Family.”

You’ll be able to live a better life in that case.

Everything that you have is given by your parents. I’m sorry that I did not ask your mother for permission to take your arm. If I take your other arm this time, I’m not sure how you’re going to explain it to her.

But you brought this all on yourself. If you did not provoke me, I wouldn’t have come for you.

If there really has to be a winner in this situation, I’ll be the one to come out on top.”

Flynt gritted his teeth. “You want my other hand? You want me to kneel down and apologise? Over my dead body!”

“Alright, then. I’ll do it myself.”

Jepherson stretched his right hand out towards Flynt’s only arm. Flynt managed to dodge, but his coat fell to the ground, exposing his only arm.

The corners of Jepherson’s mouth curled up. “Wow, I’m surprised you managed to avoid that. You seem like you’re in good shape. What were you doing at the hospital? How could you just so happen to be there when Raeleigh arrived? It seems a little too coincidental, don’t you think?”

While speaking, Jepherson slowly approached Flynt. Flynt turned around and picked up a machete from the ground. The machete was very sharp as it was used for harvesting.

Santiago raised an eyebrow. “Is he going to kill you?”

“I’m sure he’s been waiting for a long time to do this. Just watch,” Jepherson said as he slowly approached Flynt. Although Flynt only had one arm, he could still slash the machete wildly. Most people would not dare to approach him. However, Jepherson was fearless. He walked up to him calmly while dodging the machete’s strikes. Soon, Jepherson managed to grab Flynt’s wrist and tapped him with one hand. The machete immediately dropped onto the ground.

Jepherson turned around and elbowed Flynt’s stomach. Flynt retreated and bumped into the wall.

Jepherson glanced at Flynt before using his foot to tap the hilt of the machete. The machete flew straight up from the ground and into Jepherson’s hand. Flynt, behind him, intended to pounce on him and snatch the machete away. Unfortunately, he was not as nimble as Jepherson. Jepherson held the machete in one hand, turned around, and grabbed Flynt’s wrist with the other.

Just as Jepherson was about to bring the machete down, Flynt shouted, “Fine, I’ll kneel!”

The machete landed on Flynt’s shirt instead. The shirt was slashed apart, proving just how sharp the machete was.

Jepherson let go of Flynt’s hand and tossed the machete straight into a wall. The force caused the machete to become embedded in the wall, shaking as it did so. It took a long time for its movement to stop completely.

Jepherson looked at Flynt. “Go ahead.”

Flynt looked at Santiago before getting down onto his knees.

Jepherson looked at Santiago, who had turned around and gone outside.

Only then did Jepherson say, “Let bygones be bygones. If you still refuse to give up, then you’ll meet death.”

Jepherson walked to the door. Flynt slowly raised his head and stared at Jepherson, who was exiting the area. He gritted his teeth and seethed, “Jepherson, you’d better watch your back!”

Santiago walked ahead while Jepherson slowly followed him after leaving Flynt’s house.

Santiago said, “I doubt he’s going to let this one slide.”

“Then you ought to take precautions. You knew that he was setting a trap. He wanted to frame you, yet you lost your temper and pushed Raeleigh.”

Santiago stopped and looked at Jepherson. “Does it hurt you?”

“She’s my wife. What do you think?” Jepherson’s expression was solemn. However, Santiago doubted that his brother was angry.

Santiago turned around and continued walking forward. He asked, “Then, why aren’t you in the hospital, accompanying her? What the hell are you doing here?”NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

“You would still be mad if we hadn’t come here, wouldn’t you?”

“…”

Santiago did not speak at first. Afterwards, he said, “I still don’t feel too good.”

“What do you want to do then?”

“I’d feel much better if you gave Raeleigh to me.”

As Santiago spoke, he looked at Jepherson. Jepherson rolled his eyes at Santiago. “Are you itching for a beating?”

“…”

The two brothers walked on. The empty place stretched out endlessly. In the cold crispness of fresh spring, the brothers could not hear anything except the crunching sounds of their footsteps.

However, Santiago suddenly asked, “What if Raeleigh likes me?”

“Why don’t you ask me again when she likes you?” Jepherson did not stop. Santiago followed him placidly.

They made their way back to the car. Santiago entered the car and leaned against the window.  Jepherson did not request to immediately head back to the hospital. Instead, he took Santiago to the hot springs. By the time they returned, the sky had darkened.

When Raeleigh finally heard footsteps along the corridor, it was already eight o’clock at night. She could tell that there were two people. The one walking in front was calm, while the one walking behind was anxious.

The latter had large, lazy strides. Who else could it be other than Jepherson and Santiago?

The door opened. Raeleigh opened her eyes and looked at the person at the door. She froze, as she usually did.

The brothers put down fruits and food, and one closed the door. They worked in sync. Raeleigh sat up and looked at Jepherson and Santiago. They had been out for an entire day. She immediately knew that they most probably went to do something really important.