Getting My Ex-wife Back

“Hello, Mr. Richards and Miss Raeleigh.” Colston came to have lunch when he saw the Richards family’s car outside. He paid attention after entering, and sure enough, Raeleigh and Jepherson were inside, so he came over to greet them.

Raeleigh had met them before, so she stood up.

Louisa cracked a smile. “Long time no see.”

Raeleigh saw that Jepherson had also stood up.

“What a coincidence.”

“Indeed. But we’re bound to meet sooner or later. I’ve been looking for a chance to talk to you, but who would’ve thought I’d bump into you here.”

“I’m not following,” Jepherson replied bluntly.

Colston didn’t intend to beat about the bush either. “I wanted to talk to you about your conflict with Flynt.”

Recalling he had gone to the countryside to look for Flynt some time ago, Jepherson said indifferently, “If it’s about this, you’d better save your breath. No one can touch my woman. He had hired people to harm her so that he could play the damsel in distress game. Wouldn’t I be a coward if I don’t step in when he’s relentless?”

Colston smiled awkwardly. “Mr. Richards, I’ll be handling this affair. I hope you can give me a chance to sit down and address it with you. Maybe there’s a turning point.”

“No need for that. I believe I’ve told you I won’t cross the line as long as your family doesn’t mess with me.”

“Mr. Johan is a venerable man and the big shot of Capital City; as a junior, I’ll certainly respect him.”

“But that doesn’t mean I’ll turn the other cheek.”

“Raeleigh is my woman, and I won’t let just any men get close to her. Even if I am a beggar, I still have dignity.”

“You’re right, Mr. Richards, but Flynt had already lost an arm for it. He’s now a cripple who’s watching over our ancestral business in the countryside. Why should you bother yourself finding fault with him?”

“If he stays on the rails, I won’t find fault with him. However, he’s notoriously vicious. He instructed his men to kidnap Raeleigh in the hospital, and I still have the proof. He did appear at the scene to rescue her, but I’m sure if I continue investigating, his doings won’t be as simple as just giving some instructions to the kidnappers.”

“He had both guns and knives. What if Raeleigh was hurt?”

“I won’t allow it to happen again.”

“Your meal is on me. We’ve had ours. Mr. Colston, enjoy your lunch.”

Jepherson strode away. Raeleigh wiped her mouth with the napkin and followed him out.

Louisa turned to look at Raeleigh, calling out, “Bowie.”

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Raeleigh reacted very quickly as she believed Louisa was not Brisa. Brisa had already passed.

Leaving the restaurant, she headed straight into Jepherson’s car. Jepherson gazed at her. “Why do you look so pale?”

Raeleigh raised her head slowly as her eyes fell on him. “Louisa called me Bowie just now.”

Her words got him stumped for a second. He knew Raeleigh changed her name once when she was in the orphanage; it was Bowie.

“How did she know you were Bowie?”

Raeleigh shook her head. “I don’t know either, but she called me intentionally when I followed you out. It seems she’s probing me.”

“Probing you?” Jepherson looked outside. No one came out of the restaurant, but Raeleigh’s face was ghastly.

“This is no small matter. Don’t worry. I’ll send someone to investigate what happened in the orphanage.”

“I’ve done some digging myself and also checked the casualty list in the orphanage. Brisa was really dead. I suspected she might be your sister before, but I didn’t say anything after I saw she was pronounced dead.”

“She isn’t. My sister’s dead; I’ve verified it. I found Mr. Yintern not long ago; he admitted it and told me the whole story. I had misunderstood from the very beginning. The reason they had been so vague about it was that they were worried I might fall into despair, but they didn’t expect I would be relentless.”

He couldn’t help laughing at the thought that he never gave up despite years of fruitless attempts.

Raeleigh lifted her head and looked at him. “You’re still able to laugh?”

“To be honest, I had visualized many scenes of meeting her, but I was nervous and afraid of the moment, also worried to see that she wasn’t doing well. But now, I won’t. Since she is gone, I can slowly move on.”

Gazing at the man in front of her, she saw the different emotions filling his beautiful eyes. It was like there were thousands of years of memories stored within them, pain, suffering, and many more that he wouldn’t show to the world.

She leaned in his arms, silent the entire time.

Jepherson ordered the driver to drive them away and the car headed to the university.

Raeleigh got down at the campus gates. Jepherson looked at her from inside the car. “Don’t overthink it. I’ll look into it again.”

“Okay.”

After that, Jepherson told the driver to leave, and Raeleigh only walked into the campus after he left. Some students stood by the gate while some were leaving the campus. Sensing something odd, she paused, feeling someone was watching her.

Raeleigh turned around, but there was no suspicious stranger behind her. With that, she turned back and took a few steps, but the feeling of someone stalking her lingered.

An inexpressible emotion surrounded her. She entered the campus and called Rossie to ask where she was. They had promised to have dinner together. Raeleigh checked the time; she hadn’t had much for lunch, so she had to have dinner with Rossie.

Rossie answered Raeleigh, and she immediately went to find Rossie. After their afternoon lecture, they ate at the university.

Santiago, Zorion, and Xanthus joined them for dinner too.

They intended to part ways after the meal. However, Santiago invited Zorion to move into his apartment just as Zorion intended to. With that, he moved into Santiago’s place just like that.

Zorion didn’t have many belongings, but he still needed help.

Santiago went to help him while Raeleigh went to help Rossie. Xanthus, on the other hand, stayed in the apartment.

During the last round, Raeleigh paused behind Rossie and darted a look at a tree. She could sense a presence there, but she wasn’t sure.

“Rossie, run.”

As Raeleigh spoke, that queer feeling intensified. Rossie wanted to turn around and have a look, but Raeleigh shouted at her, “Run! Find Santiago!”

Rossie didn’t dare go to Raeleigh, dashing to the apartment. Raeleigh also ran in her direction, but a few men jumped out of nowhere and captured her.

Rossie turned her head back several times, sprinting even faster, not daring to stop.

Relieved Rossie could escape, Raeleigh then landed her eyes on the person coming out from behind the tree.

Raeleigh wasn’t surprised; it really was her!