Getting My Ex-wife Back

Not responding to Xanthus, Callis took Raeleigh’s hand and led her inside. Looking over her shoulder, Raeleigh thought Xanthus was behaving weirdly, so she asked what was up with him. Xanthus told Callis to explain himself. “Explain what?” Raeleigh asked.

Carrying Raeleigh’s luggage in one hand and her hand in the other, he led her into the house, never saying a word. As soon as they were inside, Callis took her injured hand and scrutinized it.

Raeleigh raised it and comforted him, “I still can’t move it as I wish. But don’t worry; it’s okay now. I can go back to designing in three years.”

Callis’s face paled, and he let go of her hand, hearing her words. Seeing his reaction, Raeleigh asked what was up and if something had happened at home while she was away. But Callis continued to play the mute he was, never speaking.

Before she could press him for an explanation, Xanthus came back in, and she stopped asking.

As the three sat in the living room, Raeleigh announced she would be able to take at least a month’s break with this return. It was, in fact, an open secret that Callis wasn’t who he appeared to be, but no one said anything.

It was for no other reason than Callis’s extraordinary handsome face and one-of-a-kind aura. Besides, Mr. Xanthus did not say anything, so there was no need for the servants to involve themselves in the matter either.

He must be here to woo Miss Raeleigh.

Xanthus inadvertently glanced at Callis, who wasn’t looking at anyone but the coffee table in front of him as if there were jewels on display, rendering him lost in thought.

Just like that, he sat there immersed in his world.

Xanthus cleared his throat, leading Callis to look at him and rise to take Raeleigh’s luggage into her room; he even helped her unpack.

Raeleigh also got up, ready to retreat to her room.

However, as she left, Xanthus called her from behind, stopping her.

“Yes?” Raeleigh turned around.

Xanthus asked, “Raeleigh, do you like Callis?”

“I’m sorry?”

“You’re both single after all, and he waited for your return at the door all day. Now that you’re back, he’s all touchy-feely with you, hanging out in the garden for half an hour. Do you think people can’t tell?”

Raeleigh thought for a moment. “What exactly are you trying to say?”

“Nothing. I just want to know if you like him.”

Perplexed, Raeleigh stared at her brother, not answering. She really didn’t get where Xanthus was going with it.

“Do you still love Jepherson?”

Xanthus adopted another approach, to which Raeleigh hedged, “I can’t forget him immediately, but when I’m with Callis, my mind is free from thoughts, including Jepherson.”

“What if Callis never came into your life?”

Raeleigh was rendered speechless by Xanthus’s question. He walked over to her and asked, “What will you do if Callis is Jepherson? Will you give him another chance?”

“Come again?” Xanthus’s words got Raeleigh stumped.

He continued, “If you’re to choose between Callis and Jepherson, who will it be?”

Raeleigh thought for a while. “Callis, I think.”

As Raeleigh turned around to head upstairs, she saw Callis staring at them from the top of the stairs. Stumped, she asked, “When did you come out? We didn’t even hear you.”

He shot a glance at Xanthus before he returned to Raeleigh’s room to continue sorting her luggage out. There was a photo of a beautiful baby in it; her feet were crossed, and she looked chubby.

As Callis stood there, Raeleigh took a look at him and said, “It was a candid shot. What do you think?”

He stared at the photo for a while before he sat on the bed and continued studying it. He was so quiet as if he was in his own world.

Raeleigh continued where Callis left with her luggage. In the end, he was still looking at it when she was done.

“If you like it, I can take a picture and send it to you.”

Hearing that, Callis took the photo away, and she followed after him. “This is the only one I have. It’s so big; where are you going to put it? I want to hang it on the wall.”

Xanthus looked at the commotion upstairs, his head throbbing with pain.

After much persuasion, Raeleigh finally got the photo back. Worried that Callis would come back for it, she didn’t hang it up but stashed it away.

As soon as she went down for dinner that evening, Callis snuck into Raeleigh’s room to look for the photo. Raeleigh subsequently entered to see him about to leave with it.

Watching the scene downstairs, everyone thought the two would make a fascinating couple.

“Hadn’t I sent you a picture of it?” Raeleigh asked at the door. He took a gander at the photo but had no intention of returning it to Raeleigh.Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Raeleigh resigned; it was exactly that he couldn’t communicate that things got so complicated.

She persuaded herself to calm down and see if they could meet halfway. With Callis’s handicap, things would still go nowhere even if she continued to argue with him.

Raeleigh negotiated with him, saying she would hang the photo up, and he could come and take a look at it whenever he wanted.

Only then did Callis agree begrudgingly in the end and hung the photo up himself before he finally went down for dinner with Raeleigh.

Xanthus had an urge to laugh mid-eating, but Callis’s flinty stare had smothered it.

After dinner, Raeleigh retreated to her room to catch some shut-eye, but Callis came knocking soon after. She looked at the photo on the wall, knowing what he was here for.

“You really adore kids, don’t you?” Raeleigh asked curiously.

He glanced at Raeleigh before turning his gaze over to the photo on the wall. He then sat on her bed right after he entered; the photo was hung right across from the bed, after all.

Raeleigh went to take a shower and came out wearing her pajamas, and had a glass of water before going to bed. She began dozing off as soon as her head touched the pillow.

Raeleigh said, “Go back to your room when you’re done, okay? And close the door behind you.”

Callis looked at Raeleigh over his shoulder, and she smiled at him before she tucked herself in, sleeping like a baby.

Raeleigh woke up after a few hours. She was sure Callis wasn’t in the room, but the lights were still on. She had wanted to get up to switch them off, but she had a loving relationship with her bed right then and went back to sleep.

Came morning, Raeleigh opened her eyes and stirred slightly only to be startled by the person beside her. She sat up and looked over to see Callis dead asleep beside her, wearing Xanthus’s pajamas.

Reeled in shock, Raeleigh fixed her hair and looked down at her pajamas. Why were they sleeping together?

Furious with herself, this wasn’t the first time this had happened.