Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)

Chapter 1801

Although Deanna protested, Jacky still placed her in a corner while they stood in the middle of the living room in preparation for their test of strengths.

Deanna pleaded. "Jacky, let's go home, okay

?"

"It'll be over in a little while." Jacky flicked a look her way. He had always hoped to have this opportunity. Although this wasn't what he had foreseen, since it had turned out like this, he would take it.

Deanna pursed her lips. "Next time, I won't come to your house again. I don't like the way you treat your guests."

Jepherson laughed at that, "No one invited you. You asked for it yourself."

"My children had been forcibly seized by your wife. I came since she didn't return them to me, or else would I willingly come to your house?" When Deanna truly wanted to quarrel, she wouldn't give way to anyone. She wasn't afraid of Jepherson.

Jepherson rolled his eyes at Jacky. "Looks like your household's upbringing isn't that great."

"The feeling is mutual. Why the need to tear at each other this way? Come on."

Jacky unbuttoned his jacket and casually placed it to one side. He didn't wear much inside, a black shirt was more than enough.

Jacky liked to wear clothes of this color. He only didn't wear them when he went to work in Capital City.

Jepherson raised his hand; one hand behind his back and the other with its palm opened. Jacky observed for a moment and clenched his fist. "Since you're using your palm, then I'll use my fist."

"Come on then."

It wasn't a big house, hence the two were immediately in each other's faces. If Deanna was to watch someone else fight, she'd easily turn and run away. If it was Jacky, even if you beat her to death, she would not run.

She broke out in a cold sweat for Jacky. She couldn't see all their movements, but was worried about him all the same.

Jacky also felt that Jepherson's skills were far better than Santiago's. However, he was not worried. He was no longer inferior to Santiago. He only wanted to win against Jepherson and utilize some of his fighting prowess.

The two of them exchanged punches and kicks for more than half an hour. Then Jacky made one careless move and Jepherson spun on one leg and gave him a kick. It was too late for Jacky to dodge. He took two steps back from the attack and let out a muffled grunt. Deanna instantly broke out into tears.

Jepherson's eyes briefly darted towards her. He suddenly sprang forward, grabbed the fruit knife that was on the end table, then directed the knife to stab straight at Jacky's face. Deanna was so terrified that her eyes went really wide. She instantly lunged across the room, and held her husband in a death grip as she quickly screamed out, "I'll talk, I'll talk!"

Jacky was momentarily frozen, before his hands wrapped themselves around her. He looked unhappily at Jepherson with a faint scrunch of his brows, "It's fine if you hurt me, but if you hurt her, I'll take your life."

This sentence was spoken lightly, not because of Jepherson's shrewd scheme; he didn't blame him for his plan against Deanna as it was for his own benefit. However, to use this method...if the knife had actually touched her, what should be done?

Jepherson spun the knife in his hand before he threw it to one side. His eyes were calm and indifferent. "If you were me, you would have done the same." © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

"Yes, we may be alike, and we do have women of our own. However, Deanna's strengths were something you were unable to see and Raeleigh's own unyielding character was something that went beyond your expectations. It's you who was not able to hold onto Raeleigh's heart. In turn, you captured us and refused to let us go.

You don't have the courage to swear an oath of loyalty, and you don't have the courage to die. And you dare say we are alike? You can't compare with me. You don't even give your heart and soul to one woman. To be so empty regardless of everything, what's the use of that?"

Deanna sobbed as she lay in Jacky's embrace. Jacky patted her as if he was coaxing a child, "Alright, stop crying, aren't I fine?"

Deanna took a deep breath through her nose and turned towards Jepherson. At that time, she seemed to establish a debt of blood against him. When she looked at him, it was as if she had seen her enemy. She didn't have a good expression on her face, her gaze fierce as she gnashed her teeth. She took this seriously. Jepherson wanted to kill her husband, Jacky.

"Jacky lost, so I'll tell you. But remember, I'll never forget what you did today."

Deanna didn't mention anything else, but she now

had a profound hatred for him. He could see it from her eyes.

"I had no other choice." Jepherson must carry it out, no matter the consequences.

Deanna coldly snorted, and hid Jacky behind her petite figure.

"Raeleigh had gone to the Green House before, that was the place where she and Austin first met. Plus, it's a prison. If it were me, I would hide there."

"I've searched the place. He wasn't there."

"You've searched and he wasn't there? Let's say I don't want to see you; when you go to my house to search, you also won't be able to find me. I can avoid you on my home turf by slipping into any nooks and crannies in my place. You are not omniscient, you couldn't possibly search out every corner."

Once she finished her explanation, Deanna pulled Jacky along behind her, together with his clothes in her hand, and headed outside.

When they're out the door, Deanna declared, "Next time, let's not come here anymore. I don't like this place."

Jacky embraced her from the side. "Don't be so silly in the future. If something really did happen, I'll feel guilty for the rest of my life."

"What do you feel guilty for? We are husband and wife. I am willing to do this for you. Although I'm stupid and don't like doing housework, I will not let anyone hurt you. Jepherson may be powerful, but that's utterly useless. We have two sons. As long as we educate them well, they will be very powerful in the future. At that time, they will be able to easily beat him up. Even if Raeleigh gave birth to a child, one isn't able to defeat two of our own, plus our little children are older in age, are they not?"

Jacky nodded with Deanna in tow as they returned home.

Jepherson turned his head back to take a glance upstairs, then grabbed his coat and stalked out of the fenced house. He got into a car and left Waverly Village.

Raeleigh, who was watching from the loft, went downstairs then.

Jepherson arrived outside the Green House prison but didn't get down from the car. Jared was the one who went up and knocked on their doors. No matter how long he knocked on them though and it was quite a while, the huge prison doors remained closed.

Jepherson contacted the higher- ups. Everyone was on leave at this time, not to mention the fact that Jacky would not help this time.

Jepherson waited for a whole day without any luck before he eventually turned to head back.

The fragrant smell of cooked meat permeated through the room as he changed his shoes and took off his coat. Raeleigh was cooking when Jepherson entered the kitchen and held her from behind. She looked back at him and he lowered his head to kiss her. "Where is my daughter?" he questioned.

Raeleigh smiled, "If you can find her, you would have a daughter then."

"What do you mean?" Jepherson frowned. "In my opinion, rather than go through so much trouble just to find someone who doesn't exist, it's better to give birth to one." Raeleigh retorted.

"Then you'll give birth to one for me?"

"The doctor said that I'm barren. If you're okay with wasting your time, you can have a try with me. However, I'm afraid you don't have that time. After all, Austin may come back at any moment."

"If he wanted to come back, he would have already done so. I'm afraid he's not coming back." "If that's what you like to think, then that's all right.

I don't care anymore. The day Hanschel will be sent to prison is tomorrow. I want to go and have a look, do you want to come with me?"

Jepherson thought for a moment and said, "Sure,

why not?"

The next day, they went to the entrance of the courthouse. This was the final trial. Hanschel was already able to stand at this point. Raeleigh observed as he stood up from his wheelchair with a pleased grin. He even went up to where she was and stood across from her at a close proximity.

"Are you disappointed that I didn't get the death sentence? If not, then were you when you saw that I could stand?"