Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)

Chapter 1645

After packing up, they grabbed something to eat and hit the road that evening.

Jepherson drove while Raeleigh slept. She was dead asleep the first half of the night; later, they took a break at the rest stop, and Raeleigh took over the wheel after she had some water.

In the car, Raeleigh reminded Jepherson, "Fasten your seat belt. We will arrive in the morning."

"Go slow. I'm still here."

Jepherson wasn't afraid of death but worried that she didn't want to live.

Raeleigh was amused but said nothing, feeling confident.

Stumped, Jepherson adjusted his seat and put his hand on Raeleigh's thigh, leading her to look at it. "I feel more at ease like this. Otherwise, I wouldn't know what you're doing," Jepherson said.

Raeleigh started the car and continued their journey. Jepherson slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep comfortably.

Raeleigh's driving speed was not what one would call slow. There weren't many cars on the road late at night. As long as there was no fog, she wouldn't

slow down.

However, there happened to be a heavy fog, so she slowed down and followed the other cars.

It was already two when Jepherson roused. It wasn't until she saw him waking up that she took a sip of water.

Jepherson looked ahead and at the back, asking, "Traffic jam?"

"Maybe something happened to another car. Otherwise, there wouldn't be a traffic jam. This is my first time seeing such a heavy fog."

Raeleigh had often driven abroad, but she seldom came out at night.

"I'll take over."

Jepherson intended to get off, but Raeleigh shook her head and said, "Better not; there are cars all around us."

"Why are they so close to us?"

"The fog is too thick. They probably didn't expect there to be so many cars ahead, so it'll be too late by the time they stop."

Raeleigh followed the traffic, her car slowing to a crawl; she had to move. But who knew they would get stuck in traffic.

Jepherson brought the car window down and took a look at the front and back. "We might be reaching a toll station; there's a rest stop a mile ahead of the exit. Well wait there until dawn and after the mist lets up."

"What a bother. Why did we leave at night?"

Raeleigh suddenly regretted hitting the road at night.

Amused, Jepherson said, "No one's blaming you."

"It has nothing to do with blaming. Even if you didn't say it, I should have known it wouldn't be easy."

"Still so humble."

The two talked. As long as they did not broach any personal subject, their conversation wouldn't end with a fight.

The fog didn't show signs of dissipating, and they did move too far ahead either. They stayed in the car until sunrise and drove off when the cars ahead of them did.

Because of the traffic jam, they reached Capital City half a day late, with the expected timing to be morning, and ended up three in the afternoon.

Moreover, they were both exhausted; Raeleigh was still resting when they arrived in Capital City.

Jepherson stopped the car at the entrance of the hotel but didn't get off. Stuart hurried over and was about to open the door when Jepherson raised his hand and placed it in front of his eyes, gesturing for Stuart to stay away. Stuart glanced at Raeleigh, who was sleeping soundly inside the car and backed away.

After that, Stuart had been watching Jepherson lying in the car with his seatbelt fastened. Raeleigh was dead asleep, so Jepherson dared not unbuckle his seatbelt, worried that there would be noise.

Stuart frowned and looked at Raeleigh from time to time.

Jepherson had given his entire heart to Raeleigh, but her return was like a sharp knife stabbing into it, and only he knew the pain.

Although Stuart had kicked off his investigation on Raeleigh, Jepherson warned him not to go digging around.

Stuart was quite clear that Raeleigh wouldn't lie for no good reason, nor would she even; he knew her well. However, he worried that Raeleigh wasn't lying about her marriage.

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Stuart stood there for more than an hour. A car passed by and blared its horn when it reached Jepherson's side, waking Raeleigh up. Jepherson's face fell. He looked at the car passing by, and

Stuart quickly recorded the license plate.

The owner was about to face some big trouble.

Raeleigh rubbed her eyes and sat up. She looked over at Jepherson to be slightly stumped that he had also fallen asleep.

Jepherson was lying inside the car, pretending to sleep.

After a hesitation, Raeleigh unfastened her seatbelt as lightly as possible, trying not to wake him up. She got out of the car and put on one of his jackets. The autumn wind was getting colder and colder.

Raeleigh closed the door lightly. Seeing that Raeleigh had gotten out, Stuart took a look inside. Jepherson's actions baffled him. Did he want Raeleigh to wait for him to wake up like he waited for her?

"Madam Raeleigh." Stuart walked over to Raeleigh and greeted her immediately.

Raeleigh said, "Mr. Richards is asleep. Go get a blanket, please."

Stumped, Stuart immediately smiled and obliged, running toward the hotel.

Raeleigh turned around, chasing after Stuart who'd run away, not quite understanding what was going on.

After Stuart left, Raeleigh trained her gaze at Jepherson sleeping in the car then at the sky and had a constant feeling that it was too cold.

It didn't take long for Stuart to return. Raeleigh took the blanket from him, opened the door, and carefully put it over him. Then she closed the door and opened the notebook Lamarre had left her.

Stuart stood outside staring at them, feeling inexplicably sad.

If they had met each other like how Deanna had, perhaps there wouldn't be so many obstacles now.

After finishing the book, Raeleigh turned to look at Jepherson. She stiffened for a moment when she saw Jepherson had already woken up and was looking at her.

Seeing that she'd caught him, Jepherson casually lifted the blanket, unfastened his seatbelt, and got out of the car.

Stuart ran over and fetched the blanket.

"Mr. Jepherson."

Jepherson glanced over at Raeleigh framed by the gloomy sky. He went to the other side of the car and asked her to come out. He gave the blanket in his hand to Raeleigh. "Put this on."

"No, I'm good. It's not that cold."

Raeleigh was already wearing his jacket, so it was useless.

Jepherson swept his gaze over Raeleigh, turned around, and walked into the hotel. Stuart closed the door and reminded her, "Madam Raeleigh, let's go."

"Stuart, please don't call me that. I don't belong here anymore. Just Raeleigh, please."

Stuart bowed his head slightly and did not answer. Jepherson walked to the entrance and turned to Raeleigh. "Don't bother with him; he's welcome to file his complaint with me."

Raeleigh looked over and said nothing.

After going back to the hotel room, Raeleigh took a shower and changed into a set of pajamas Jepherson had prepared for her, then waited for dinner.

Jepherson had ordered people to prepare some delicacies. They ate while watching TV.

Raeleigh sat aside, and Jepherson sat at the head of the table. Both of them were wearing pajamas, just showered, looking all relaxed.

Raeleigh suddenly chuckled, seeing two penguins rolling on the ground.