Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)

Chapter 1638

They couldn't find her no matter where they looked. It wasn't until her parents mentioned that Jepherson came by that it dawned on her as to why Cynthia had disappeared.

Xanthus didn't want her to go, but if she did not come in person, Jepherson wouldn't release her. She had to compromise.

She travelled back directly from abroad without rest and even concealed this matter from Xanthus.

Raeleigh shut her eyes. In truth, all that happened had always foreshadowed this moment. She was just too careless this time.

Bit by bit, the room grew quiet. Whether it be Raeleigh or Jepherson, only the sound of their breathing could be heard.

Occasionally, Raeleigh could hear the wind from outside and knew the sound to be that of the wind hitting against the windowpane.

Therefore, she was not worried. She was more worried as to when the people around her would come back and cling to her again.

With that notion stuck in her mind, Raeleigh didn't sleep for the rest of the night. When dawn broke

on the horizon, Jepherson's body shifted a little and she woke up immediately.

Her body wound up as tight as a string, afraid that he would do something again.

But she only felt the bed dipped down behind her, followed by the sound of Jepherson getting up and heading for the bathroom to change.

Raeleigh breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the door being closed and turned around.

She still remembered that Jepherson liked to play sports. The first time she came here, she remembered Jepherson carrying a bag of sports equipment.

Deep in her thoughts, she didn't move her gaze away from the door until Jepherson stepped out from the bathroom. When he saw she was awake, he paused. He had changed his pants, but the shirt looked like the one he wore the previous day. Raeleigh knew, nonetheless, that Jepherson wouldn't change one thing and not the other.

As he was smoothening the wrinkles from his shirt, Jepherson ambled up to Raeleigh's side and said, "Help me take the label tag off."

Raeleigh initially didn't want to move, but when she saw the label dangling down Jepherson's chest, Raeleigh finally got up. She circled around, straightening her own clothes as she went up to

Jepherson's front and snapped off the tag.

Just as she was about to retreat, Jepherson grasped her hand. She raised her head in askance and he explained, "I'll be going to work in a while, come with me."

"When on earth will you set Cynthia free?" Raeleigh's patience was nearly at its limit. If the person in front of her wasn't Jepherson himself, she would have lost her temper a long time ago.

"When I'll let her go depends on your cooperation. Of course, you can decide not to." Jepherson walked away from her and towards the door with a phone in hand. After he ordered breakfast, he went to finish his morning routine and came out dressed in another shirt.

Raeleigh had stood to one side by then and eyed Jepherson warily. She took the chance when he was otherwise occupied to freshen herself up.

When Jepherson called out to her, she was a little stunned. Would he make such a trivial mistake?

Raeleigh hesitated for a moment, then walked up to Jepherson. She stopped and helped to take out the label again like she did for him earlier

This time around, Jepherson didn't do anything further. He just sat down on the sofa and patted the seat beside him, a silent invitation for Raeleigh to come over. It was only then she realized that her handbag was gone.

"Where is my bag?" Raeleigh stood where she was and questioned him. This wasn't an interrogation. She just wanted to know why her handbag was missing.

Jepherson didn't answer. He simply said, "I'll be going to the company later, are you coming along or not?

"Jepherson..."

Jepherson didn't speak, but the emotions on his face gradually froze over.

Only then did Raeleigh shuffled over to the seat across from him, adjusted her skirt and sat down.

Breakfast was prepared very quickly. Stuart had already arranged everything downstairs. The moment Jepherson gave the order, all that was needed were some final touches and it was done.

A moment later, the doorbell rang. Raeleigh raised her head and looked at the door. She planned to stand up and get the door but Jepherson pulled her back down by her wrist. Instead, he was the one who stood up and opened the door.

"Mr. Jepherson." Stuart stood beyond the doorway and greeted him hastily when he saw who was in front of him. Jepherson grunted in acknowledgment, then pulled the dining cart away from Stuart into the room.

Stuart immediately retreated and closed the door on his way out.

Raeleigh got up just as Jepherson parked the cart in front of her. He then sat down and assembled the dishes in the dining cart onto the table. Once everything had been laid out, he passed a pair of cutleries to Raeleigh as well as a small plate of food.

"I can't eat so much in the morning. Is there any bread?" Raeleigh wasn't being picky. She really couldn't eat so much in the morning. If asked to finish a four course meal in one sitting first thing in the morning, except for the bread, she wouldn't be able to stomach it.

Jepherson sat beside her and lifted his eyes to fix his gaze on her. "I can't eat this much either. But how did he take care of you until you're so skinny? You're no different than a bag of bones, how can I ignore it?"

Raeleigh was stunned into motionlessness. The bread in her hand almost fell to the ground. Her heart thumped rapidly in her chest. She wanted to put the cutleries down but couldn't, and she wanted to eat but couldn't finish.

"Then you eat more. I can't eat so much."

Raeleigh intended to give some of her food to Jepherson. As a result, he brought out another plate and put it down on the table. "There's still a lot. If it's not enough, I can give you this portion."

Raeleigh sat there, nonplussed, "Why are you doing this? With your identity and position, finding another girlfriend will be a piece of cake for you."

"But I only want you."

Jepherson took a bite of his meal and gave a little meat to her. "Try this."

"Jepherson, the very sight of you makes me feel angry and hateful." Also pitiful, but she excluded that part.NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

Jepherson laughed as if she said something funny and put the meat into his mouth.

"You...are a pain in the a*s!"

She swivelled her head around to see Jepherson continue taking his meal in silence. She made no move to even start eating.

Jepherson ate a whole plate of steak, a bowl of soup, and even some other miscellaneous dishes.

It was the first time in three years that he had eaten so much food, especially during the morning.

Raeleigh stared at Jepherson some more and finally began to eat.

Raeleigh ate half a piece of bread and drank half a bowl of soup. She didn't eat anything else.

Jepherson sat at her side with a sullen expression. When Raeleigh finished her meal, he asked her, "Is this how he indulged you?"

Raeleigh looked back at him. "I still remember the days when Stella was still around, but I've never talked to you the way you do to me, like a fool."

Raeleigh didn't want to say anything at first, but Jepherson just couldn't let it go. Just a simple breakfast and yet everything went wrong.

He hasn't even gotten old but he was already so muddle-headed.

Jepherson shot up from his seat with a fierce glare directed towards Raeleigh. He advanced on her and in his haste, whether unintentionally or not, knocked against the dining cart. One corner of the cart headed for Raeleigh and though it wasn't moving at a fast pace, if it bumped into her, the dishes in the cart would spill over and soil her clothes.

Raeleigh hurried to evade it. However, just as she was about to dodge, Jepherson held onto the handle of the cart and stabilized it with one hand. The dining cart shook but retained its balance and none of the gravy in the dishes spilled over.