Go After My Ex-wife

Chapter 1567 Don't Cry. The Sky Hasn't Collapsed Yet

The gloomy sky outside had darkened the atmosphere and lighting inside the car. Raeleigh had her

head lowered as she stared blankly at the entrance of Waverly Village.

Jepherson had carried her into the car. All the while, her heart was filled with complex emotions. It was

as though after such a long time, Jepherson's embrace had grown distant and strange. She no longer

knew his touch.

Raeleigh could not understand why there were so many trials and tribulations of love between them.

"Why won't you speak?" Jepherson reached out to grasp Raeleigh's hand. Raeleigh didn't struggle, but

she slowly withdrew it.

Jepherson's attempt had failed. He looked at Raeleigh with a trace of sorrow in his eyes. Instead of Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

reaching out once more, he curled his fingers into a tight fist.

Raeleigh was somewhat nervous. The unprecedented tension lingered in her heart and could not be

gotten rid of.

Raeleigh spoke after a long time, "You know Lenold, don't you?"

Jepherson paused for a moment. His thoughts started swirling in his mind.

"Why are you mentioning him all of a sudden?"

"I heard that Lenold's family has connections to the international police," Raeleigh made no effort to

explain. All she wanted was to save Austin as soon as possible.

She had a gut feeling that something horrible was going to happen.

Jepherson gave it some thought before he answered, "I know him, and yes, he has connections with

the international police."

After a moment's struggle, Raeleigh mustered the courage to say, "Help me save someone. Please

help me ask Lenold if he can save someone from Green House. If he can, I will do whatever it takes to

repay his kindness."

Jepherson's gaze gradually turned cold as his heart sank.

Green House harboured various criminals with complex political backgrounds. The crimes they had

committed were so serious that it wasn't a place to lock them up but for them to await their death.

The prisoners, however, consisted of all men and not a single female. How did Raeleigh manage to get

in and get in touch with someone from the inside?

Unconsciously tightening the clenching of his fists, Jepherson stared at Raeleigh, who pursed her lips

and didn't say a word.

After some time had passed, Jepherson asked, "Who is it?"

"A prisoner. His name is Austin Quirk."

"Austin Quirk?"

Jepherson did not know that man, but judging from the name, Jepherson knew that the man was not an

ordinary person. Looking at Raeleigh's determined expression and attitude, Jepherson's heart sank

further.

"I'll give him a call now," Jepherson took out his mobile phone. The other party quickly answered the

phone at once.

The moment Lenold's voice was heard, Jepherson went straight to the point and asked, "Do you know

a prisoner in Green House by the name Austin Quirk?"

There was a short silence on the other side of the phone before Lenold asked in return, "How do you

know him?"

"You don't need to know how, but I want to save him. Is that possible?"

"It's impossible."

"Why?"

"You don't have to ask me why. I don't know either. Saving him is equivalent to turning the ashes in an

urn into a corpse then resurrecting it."

Lenold stood firm. Jepherson glanced at Raeleigh and asked, "I want to meet him."

"Are you joking? Do you think I own the place?" Lenold laughed. Jepherson fell silent before

suggesting, "If you won't help me, I'll break into prison myself."

"Are you threatening me?"

"Kind of."

Lenold was at a loss for words.

...

A hush silence fell over the car. Some time later, Lenold was finally heard sighing, "Oh well, I guess I'll

just go over since I do have some stuff to do there. But I'm not going to help you. I'm just going over to

deal with my business. Let's talk about it when we meet. I'll be on my way now."

After hanging up the phone, Jepherson looked at Raeleigh. She had overheard the entire conversation.

Raeleigh watched as he hung up the phone and muttered, "Thank you."

"Why are you being so polite?" Jepherson's gaze was scorching. Raeleigh avoided eye contact as she

didn't know how she could face him and explain what had happened in prison.

While Raeleigh sat straight, Jepherson reached over for her hand. This time, he held her hands gently

as if he was afraid of crushing them.

Raeleigh didn't retrieve her hand at first, so Jepherson slowly placed it on his palm in an attempt to

interlock fingers with her. The moment his fingers came into contact with Raeleigh's palm, he froze.

Then, he held up her hand and tried to take a closer look.

The light in the car flickered. Hoping for a closer look, Jepherson turned on another lamp and realised

that the woman in front of him was no longer the Raeleigh in his dreams.

Her hair had been cut short. Although it was not ugly, he preferred her long hair.

Raeleigh struggled but Jepherson pulled her closer to examine her fingers. Her fingers were covered

with invisible scars, as though someone had dipped the tips of her fingers into boiling water. As the

scars were tiny, they were unnoticeable at first glance. However, if one took a closer and careful look,

one could see the circles of dead skin around them.

Raeleigh's fingers were somewhat red and swollen. Jepherson kept looking at her scars before looking

up at Raeleigh, asking, "What happened?"

"I had to work to eat. Just like everyone else," Raeleigh wanted to withdraw her hand, but Jepherson

held it tightly and looked at her with an unwavering gaze. He asked her in a soft and comforting

voice, "What sort of work was it?"

"Playing online games."

Jepherson paused and then asked, "Will your fingers end up this way from playing an online game?"

Raeleigh pursed her lips, "We would usually play after breakfast all the way to dinner."

Jepherson trembled and shifted aside. The minute he let go, Raeleigh immediately withdrew her hand.

She didn't blame him for not locating her at once. Though, some things had already changed silently

between them.

It was just like the merciless flow of time. Even if one didn't plan to do anything with it, time would still

tick away normally.

Raeleigh looked out of the car and muttered "I want to visit my parents."

When she opened the door and got out of the car, Jepherson was still frozen in the car. He didn't know

where it was that hurt, but he just couldn't move a muscle.

He did not know what Raeleigh had experienced. He did not even have the courage to ask.

Green House, saving someone, playing online games all day, cutting her hair short... What could all

these possibly mean?

Jepherson didn't dare ponder on it.

Raeleigh got out of the car and turned to look at Jepherson, saying, "Thank you for helping me. I hope

your friend can arrive earlier. The sooner the better. I can't wait anymore."

Then, she bowed to thank him. All the while, Zorion and Rossie were sitting in the car staring at

Raeleigh. They didn't know what had happened, but Raeleigh was acting strangely.

Watching as Raeleigh turned and walked away slowly, disappearing into the endless night, Zorion got

out of the car and cast a glance at Jepherson's car.

Belle and Calvin did not leave either. At that moment, they were also staring at Jepherson. Belle

wanted to burst into tears, only to have Calvin pull her into a comforting embrace. He patted his

beloved wife on the shoulder and whispered, "Don't cry. The sky hasn't collapsed yet!"