Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)

Chapter 1643

Raeleigh pulled a long face. "This is between you and me; why are you dragging her into this?"

"If it's only me and you, I can't stop you from leaving."

Jepherson stood up as he spoke and checked the time. "Hungry?"

Raeleigh shook her head. "No."

Humored, Jepherson said, "I like that about you; giving me straight answers. Even if you're smart, you won't use it on me."

Jepherson pulled Raeleigh toward the door, taking his coat and his keys, leaving the hotel with her.

When they reached the lobby, Jepherson asked the valet to bring his sports car over. Raeleigh asked where they were heading that required him to drive his sports car.

Jepherson got into the car. He had withdrawn enough money and also brought some clothes, including Raeleigh's, for the journey.

"If my grandmother asks, tell her I'm in a bad mood, and I won't be going home for a while."

Stuart glanced toward Raeleigh. Could he interpret it as she was the so-called mood?

Jepherson started the engine and headed straight onto the highway.

Raeleigh checked the time; it was four in the afternoon. Where outside of Capital City were they going at this time?

"Where are we going?"

"To see Lamarre."

Raeleigh fell silent. Lamarre wasn't in Capital City?

She looked out the window and breathed a sigh of relief. Although it had only been three years, she felt it had been more than that since she last saw Lamarre. In another few years, perhaps Lamarre would be old.

Because they were heading to see Lamarre, Raeleigh had no qualms, only reminiscing the entire journey.

Raeleigh asked Jepherson, "How far are we going?"

"A thousand miles."

Floored, she repeated. "A thousand miles?"

Smirking, he glanced over at Raeleigh. "Is it far?"

Raeleigh didn't answer. She had a feeling no matter what she said, Jepherson would have a reply for it.

"If a thousand miles is far, then you're further away

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Raeleigh remained silent. It was useless to respond.

They continued speeding through the night, but Jepherson was getting visibly tired.

Raeleigh watched as he took off his jacket and chucked it behind. She wanted to offer to drive but asked otherwise, "Aren't we going to take a break?"

Jepherson glanced at her and said, "The conditions here are not good."

Raeleigh didn't say another word. Sometime later, at two, she woke up and told Jepherson to pull over at a rest stop, saying she wanted to use the bathroom.

After taking a break, Raeleigh sat in the driver's seat and started the engine as she stared at Jepherson, hinting him to sit on the front passenger seat.

Only then did he get into the car.

After asking the directions, Raeleigh drove out of the rest stop.

After entering the fast lane, Raeleigh hit the gas. Jepherson had always known she could speed, but he was surprised her skill had improved since she left.

As Raeleigh sped through the night, Jepherson fell asleep. By the time he woke up, Raeleigh had pulled over on the emergency lane.

Jepherson frowned, looking at the surroundings as he asked, "What's wrong?"

"Have we arrived?"

"Continue driving; I'll tell you when we've reached."

Raeleigh drove the car back onto the fast lane. It was already dawn.

There was something funny about a person's biological clock; there would be a time in the morning where people would be sleepy. Raeleigh was like that; she would feel extra sleepy in the morning, especially if she hadn't slept well the night before.

Jepherson told her to pull over, and the two exchanged seats with Raeleigh sleeping while Jepherson drove.

Jepherson drove for another three hours, hitting noon before they left the highway.

Raeleigh knew they were reaching soon, but for some reason, she felt heavy-hearted as it drizzled.

After exiting the highway, Jeperhson brought her for a quick lunch. As it was the afternoon, and Jepherson said he was tired, they settled at a hotel and rested until dinner. When Raeleigh asked when they could go to see Lamarre, Jepherson said they would go the next morning lest they disturb Lamarre's rest.

Raeleigh thought there was something off that night itself. She even dreamed of Lamarre scolding her.

It was already the next morning when Raeleigh woke up. She was woken up by the sunlight when Jepherson drew the curtains. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Jepherson standing by the window wearing purple pajamas. He seemed to be smoking. Seeing Raeleigh was awake, Jepherson took a drag on the cigarette in his hand and threw it into the ashtray.

"Are you smoking?"

Raeleigh hadn't wanted to ask, but she couldn't help it.

Jepherson walked over to Raeleigh, held her chin, and puffed smoke into Raeleigh's mouth, causing her to choke till her tears flowed.

Meanwhile, Jepherson merely stared at her, expressionless.

Raeleigh coughed violently with tears streaming down her face until Jepherson loosened his grip and left to take a shower.

When he came out of the bathroom, Raeleigh got out of bed; she also went to take a shower, saying nothing.

Jepherson changed his clothes and waited outside for Raeleigh to come out and eat.

Raeleigh kept silent the whole time. She would look over at Jepherson from time to time, but neither of them said a thing.

She was choked until she cried, but she had a nagging feeling that it hurt Jeperson even more.

Raeleigh couldn't help sighing as she sat in the restaurant.

It was a gentle gust of breath, very soothing.

"Do you feel stressed when you're with me?"

Hearing Jepherson's question, she looked up. He smirked. "What will happen if he knows we are sleeping together?"

"Don't mention him in front of me."

After their meal was served, Raeleigh had some soup. Jepherson looked at Raeleigh, his eyelids drooped, no longer saying anything.

After breakfast, Jepherson took Raeleigh to buy some flowers. Standing inside the flower shop, Raeleigh had trouble processing what was going on.

Jepherson handed the flowers to Raeleigh. "Let's go."

Raeleigh slowly looked up at Jepherson. "What's going on?"

He put on his sunglasses and stepped into the car, waiting for Raeleigh.

Raeleigh stood in front of the flower shop like a fool, staring at Jepherson with no reaction.

On the other hand, Jepherson didn't rush her either, waiting.

After Raeleigh got into the car, she followed him to see Lamarre with the flowers in her hands.

By the time they arrived at the cemetery, Raeleigh was already unable to respond.

Jepherson got out of the car and walked straight into the cemetery. It took a long time for Raeleigh to get down from the car and follow him.

When they reached Lamarre's grave, an invisible pain crushed Raeleigh as she saw his picture on the tombstone.

There were only ever two people who treated her selflessly in her life. Her grandmother was the first, then Lamarre.

But she was now dead. She didn't even know when he passed...