Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)

Chapter 1635

The wind whistled through her ears as Raeleigh waited a long while for his response.

She finally couldn't help but add, "Mr. Richards, do you have some unfinished business to attend to? If so, we can talk at a later time."

Jepherson gritted his teeth. "What business does Miss Anson have with me?"

Raeleigh stiffened for a moment before she relaxed and said, "I came here for Cynthia Moore."

Jepherson laughed. "I don't know this person."

Raeleigh's fair countenance was now brushed up with makeup. Every time she had to go out, she would apply a light layer upon her face, not too much, just enough. After all, things were different from before when she was just a college student. It was normal not to put makeup then, but in this society, makeup was also a form of knowledge that one must pick up eventually.

A person's face was the key to their first impression, it was impossible to leave it unadorned.

However, when Jepherson looked upon Raeleigh's dainty face that carried a certain amount of ardent charm to it, he was fascinated to no end.

He had never thought in his wildest dreams that he would fall so deeply for a woman who had been involved with another man and be unable to extricate himself. Plus, this woman wasn't just anybody else, it was a woman called Raeleigh Anson.

The aforementioned woman gave a light frown, which made him furrow his brows deeper in response. Then Raeleigh slowly smoothened her brow and Jepherson's own frown had also eased up.

"I know this is your work. The reason I came back is to handle this matter. My brother is very anxious, won't you release Cynthia?"

"I said I don't know her."

Jepherson repeatedly denied his involvement. He refused to admit it no matter what!

Raeleigh's expression revealed a hint of resignation, "You clearly kidnapped Cynthia and yet you say don't recognize her. Don't you think you're being unreasonable?"

Jepherson chuckled and lowered his gaze. "You clearly promised me that you'd take care of Santiago but abandoned him like trash. Don't you think you're the one being unreasonable?"

"I did call you. You didn't pick up my call so I'm left with no choice. When your grandmother woke up, I was worried that she would hurt me."

Raeleigh did think so at the time, which was why she left.

Jepherson shook his head. "Then we're even."

"How is it the same?" Raeleigh countered. Jepherson stepped forward as they spoke, getting closer to her inch by inch, even as she backed away. He grabbed onto her slender arms and pulled her into his embrace. "How can it not be the same?" he questioned back.

Their conversation had sped up to this point. Raeleigh raised her hand to push Jepherson away and it was then his eyes caught sight of the ring on her finger. His expression turned sullen, "Who bought you a ring?"

Raeleigh froze in mid motion. She fixed her eyes on said ring and claimed, "I bought it myself."

Jepherson held onto her wrist firmly in one hand while the other was raised to pluck the ring off from her ring finger. He put it into his pockets and then hugged Raeleigh's slender waist further into his arms. Jepherson was very aggressive in his approach, no matter whether she was willing or not. He wanted her and he wanted her now.

Raeleigh felt her body was being pushed into

Jepherson's orbit. Although his hands were just used to push her from behind, this protective posture, the familiar action of his spread out palm against her back pushing her into his embrace, filled her with trepidation and made her restless all over.

Raeleigh turned red in the face and stared up at Jepherson, "Mr. Richards..."

"What did you call me?"

Jepherson's eyes were so deep it was as if he was going to devour her whole. Raeleigh pursed her lips and hesitated. "Je...Jepherson."

Raeleigh's breathing picked up a little. She definitely couldn't go on like this, but what should she do now?

Raeleigh pushed against his chest once again. All that did was make it undulate in response. He was faintly anxious but they couldn't continue here.

Jepherson stooped down and scooped Raeleigh up into a princess-carry hold. Her heart almost popped out from the sudden action, and she unconsciously hooked her arms around his neck for fear of falling. At the next second though, Raeleigh just as quickly pulled her arms back.

"Jepherson, put me down! If you have anything to say, we can talk this out!"

She prayed inwardly. In such close proximity to Jepherson's stone cold face like this, she really didn't have the courage to challenge him.

Jepherson tilted his head, his dark eyes like that of an icy lake. "Whatever that must be said between us can be done in bed."

For one moment, Raeleigh went blank. Then she rebuked him, "This is the behaviour of a hooligan."

Jepherson looked away in scorn and set his eyes straight ahead. Stuart immediately pulled open the door for them. Jepherson got inside the car with Raeleigh in his arms, all without letting her go. After getting in, he leaned to one side of the car and set her on his lap.

Stuart shut the door and quickly circled around to the passengers side and got on.

The driver didn't dare to take even one peek behind him. Who was this unfamiliar-looking girl? Could she be Raeleigh?

When the car drove away, Raeleigh spoke up, "Put me down. I'm not going anywhere."

Stuart panicked a little. Was it wrong to eavesdrop on others like this?

Jepherson merely leaned there still, Raeleigh's hands grasped firmly in his with his arms wrapped around her waist, very much like a child being carried.

Her handbag was in Stuart's hands, handed over to him by Jepherson when they got into the car.

Now Raeleigh was trapped with nowhere to go.

"The car isn't clean."

Jepherson stated this sentence with his eyes lowered down to her hands as he stroked them. One moment he would place her hand on his palm and play with it, then the next he would intertwine

their fingers together.

Raeleigh blushed and felt hot all over.

She really couldn't stand Jepherson when he's like this. After not seeing him for three years, he was actually different than before.

In the past, Jepherson was as elegant as a white crane. Now, he was like a ferocious tiger that had descended the mountains, irritable to the point of making people all a fluster.

Whatsmore, his words had her a little bemused. What does the cleanliness of the car had to do with her request to sit down?

Not to mention this was his car, how could it not be clean?

Stuart kindly reminded her, "Madam Raeleigh's clothes are so clean and bright. If you sit, it would inevitably get dirty."

Raeleigh raised her head in his direction only for Jepherson to snap out, "Shut up!" This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

Stuart instantly gave a sound of affirmation.

Raeleigh turned her gaze back to Jepherson. Being greeted by the attractive contours of his face, she instantly pulled away but the hand against her back pushed her back.

He then forced his lips on hers, which shocked Raeleigh into a delirious state and she dared not move a muscle.

Jepherson broke the kiss, his breath wafting faintly against her lips. His voice was hoarse as he whispered his question to her, "Was there any man who hugged you like I did?"

Raeleigh pursed her lips and swallowed. She didn't speak for a time, her face boiling red hot like you wouldn't believe.

"If you don't say it, I'm going to assume you have."

The latter part of the sentence was spoken very quietly and Raeleigh felt as if would soon be crushed by him.

"I... urn..."

She had just parted her lips to stammer out her answer, only for Jepherson to abruptly capture them into a kiss so passionate, he seemed as if he would devour Raeleigh whole.

She raised her hands to shove him away but Jepherson didn't give her the opportunity to leave. In one move, he held both of her wrists with one hand, the other was used to grasp the back of her head. With all her escape routes blocked and unable to hide away, he deepened the kiss.

Not even when she shook her head did he detach himself from her.

Raeleigh made muffled sounds of defiance, unable to move but no matter what she did, Jepherson didn't give her any leeway for resistance.

The driver was a little worried. Did something happen?

Even Stuart broke out into a cold sweat. He looked as if he was staring death in the face.

Raeleigh's temper wasn't what you would call good. Though many years had passed, Stuart believed in the fact that human nature was difficult to change.

As for Mr. Richards, wouldn't the consequences of his current actions bring violence upon them?

For all these years, Mr. Richards had focused all of his energy to search for Raeleigh. If this person was suddenly found, what would be the outcome?

"Mm!"

At the salty tang in his mouth, Jepherson snorted and finally broke apart from Raeleigh

She immediately went to get up, but he pressed her back down with one hand.

"Stop the car."

The driver quickly pulled the car to the side of the road.

Stuart opened the door and got out of the car and the driver followed suit.