Getting My Ex-wife Back

Jepherson headed straight to Raeleigh’s room. Sitting down on her bed, he looked at the pictures of a baby on the wall for a while before taking a shower, then went back downstairs to rest. On the other hand, Raeleigh remained downstairs, refusing to return to her room as Jepherson was inside. ‘There’s plenty of room in my house. I could sleep in any of them anyway,’ she thought. However, Jepherson seemed to know what she was thinking. So, he left her room shortly.

Raeleigh didn’t go upstairs until she saw him returning to his room.

She took one look at the bed when she entered the room, then stood frozen at the door.

A few children’s toys lay scattered on the bed. One of them was a toy bear about the size of a palm.

Beside the toy bear was a baby rattle.

Closing the door shut, she went inside and sat down, her eyes turning red as she stared at the toys.

She blinked frantically, trying to hold her tears while she gathered the toys. Later, she dumped all of the items into an empty box, then shoved it under the cabinet.

That night, she did not sleep well. Instead of going to bed, she looked out of the window.

‘He was the only person left in the world that I could trust,’ she thought to herself.

Just then, she heard a noise outside the door. She turned around and looked behind her. The door swung open, and Jepherson walked in, dressed in purple.

“Why are you here again? Do you think this is fun?” Raeleigh asked curiously. Jepherson did not speak. He closed the door and walked toward her before stopping and reaching out to hold her. Raeleigh struggled but could not move her left hand. Thus, she let him carry her to the window.

He held her in her arms, placing a kiss on her neck. Then, he hugged her quietly as if it was the only thing he wanted from her.

She turned around to look at him, only to find him gazing outside the window with a gentle look in his eyes.

At that moment, as her eyes lingered on his face, she felt an inexplicable sense of heartache recalling what their relationship had become.

She shifted her gaze outside. Now, even a word of concern between them seemed forced.

Although they had never left each other’s side, they were slowly growing apart.

The only reason they were still entangled with each other was because of their unquenchable desire.

In the past, Raeleigh looked down upon those people who had friends with benefits.

However, ever since she became entangled with Jepherson, she thought she was no different from them. She let herself slowly drown in it, unable to extricate herself from their toxic relationship.

Sometimes, she would feel worried without reason as never in a million years would she have imagined herself entangled with a man only because she couldn’t resist the temptation of his body against hers. ‘How could such things happen to me? This is incredible.’

But now…

Jepherson’s fingers gently caressed her body. She grabbed his hand, trying to move it away, but instead, Jepherson covered her hand with his and continued touching her. At that moment, she felt an indescribable feeling building inside her.

She tried to resist him, but she couldn’t. She secretly admitted that she was physically attracted to him.

Humans were controlled by their desire. Once one settled down comfortably, one would forget the worries of the past and give in to temptation.

Raeleigh felt her heart skip a beat. Perhaps it was because she finally left Capital City and that Flynt was dead. She was safe now and so she had lost the will to resist.This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Jepherson’s gently lifted Raeleigh’s clothes. She held his hands, her breathing became heavy. Then, he lowered his head and kissed her.

Her eyes searched his face and she tried to speak, but…

She bit her lips and pulled away from him, intending to leave. However, he turned her over and pressed her against the wall. When their eyes met, she said, “Let me go.”

He lowered his head and kissed her cheeks.

She stretched out her arm to push him away, panting. However, the moment her left hand touched his shoulder, he swiftly pressed it against the wall.

He raised his head to look at her, his dark, fathomless eyes filled with unspeakable words. The next second, he was sucking on her lips, their bodies entangling as they tore off each others’ clothes.

Raeleigh finally gave up resisting. Jepherson picked her up and headed straight to the bathroom, their breaths mingling. They crashed onto the leather bed before they could even reach the shower, clinging onto each others’ bodies as if this was the final time that they would see each other.

Jepherson panted as he moved to cover Raeleigh’s body with his and pinned her left arm against the wall, rendering her unable to move.

After coming out of the shower, Raeleigh walked away, holding her arms against her chest. Jepherson held her from behind and kissed her shoulder. She raised her hand to push him away, but it was too late.

Starting from midnight, Jepherson had not stopped to rest until five o’clock in the morning.

Upon noticing Raeleigh was still asleep, Xanthus did not wake her up. Instead, he went downstairs and knocked on Jepherson’s door. However, no one answered. When he pushed the door open, he realized that there was no one inside.

Later, he went to the hospital after breakfast without asking Raeleigh what had happened.

He had a special case to operate on today – it was a pediatric surgery. Maverly had brought the child, a ten-year-old orphan boy, to him. She had taken the boy for an examination after finding him by chance. The child had suffered a fracture, but it had been untreated for too long for them to guarantee that he would recover.

Maverly had felt pity for the boy. She thought he was too cute to end up disabled.

After a thorough examination, the doctors thought that it was impossible to treat the boy’s injury. The fracture had been left untreated for two years, so the doctors could no longer put them back together anymore.

Therefore, if Xanthus didn’t help this boy, he would end up disabled for life.

Maverly came to beg Xanthus and he promised to help. After taking a look at the boy’s injury, he decided to operate on him.

The operation would begin at eight o’clock in the morning, so he left home early.

When he arrived at the hospital, he washed his hands and changed his clothes after disinfecting himself. When he was about to enter the operation room while his assistant helped dress him, Maverly ran over from across the hall. She wore a dark green surgical gown and a white coat, looking like an angel in white. However, she was neither a doctor nor a nurse.

She ran to him and said between gasps, “Finally, you are here. I thought we would be too late.”

Xanthus’s face was full of amusement. “Of course I would come. I promised you. Or else, all my preparation would be for nothing.”

Maverly did not say anything. She immediately moved to stand behind Xanthus and pushed the assistant away. “You go and finish other things. I’ll do it.”

Xanthus’s assistant was already used to this. It seemed that Maverly had taken charge of Xanthus’s business since she came.