Go After My Ex-wife
Chapter 1082 Before the Incident

After getting up from the couch, Raeleigh went to get some fruits, so that she could enjoy them on her walk.

Scarlette looked at Raeleigh and asked, "Why don't you watch them play?"

"I want to loosen my body a little. I'll watch them play afterwards." Raeleigh took a bite of a piece of fruit and made her way upstairs to check her phone. When she picked it up, she realized that she had five missed calls from Jepherson.

However, she also had another missed call from an unknown number.

Raeleigh hurriedly returned the call to Jepherson. He answered the phone within seconds.

"Why didn't you answer your phone?" Jepherson asked, feeling a little anxious.

Raeleigh quickly explained that she was playing cards and that she had left her phone in the room. Jepherson was silent for a moment and he then said, "You could have handed your phone to Santiago and asked him to watch over it."

"How can I leave my phone with Santiago?" Raeleigh was not happy. It would be a breach of privacy. Right then, she and Santiago looked like they were joined at the hip. Others would definitely think that there was something going on between them.

"Don't you trust him?" Jepherson frowned and leaned back on the couch. He had just been lectured by Paige about not bringing Deanna along with him.

After hearing Raeleigh's complaints, he was then in a better mood.

Raeleigh did not know what to say, but she was feeling a little down at that moment. In fact, she was more worried about Jepherson's and her relationship than she was with Santiago.

"No, it's not that." Suddenly, Raeleigh stopped talking. Jepherson looked down at his hand and asked, "What's wrong? Did you lose money?"

"Nothing. How's your grandmother doing?" Raeleigh did not want Jepherson to call her bluff, so she hurriedly changed the subject.

Jepherson did not reply and remained silent the entire time. He held the phone in his hand. There was no one else in the room. Even Stuart, who was standing at the door, felt that something was amiss. "Did you hear my question?" Raeleigh wasn't sure whether Jepherson heard her question, so she asked.

"Yes, I did." Jepherson's voice was deep. One could tell that there was something wrong by hearing his uneven breathing. Raeleigh was silent for a while. Then, she said, "I'm going to hang up if there's nothing else."

Jepherson did not answer, but his expression gradually turned cold.

Raeleigh thought Jepherson was signalling that he had nothing more to say, so she hung up the phone.

A beeping sound soon came to Jepherson's ears. After that, Jepherson tossed the phone casually on the table. However, the phone fell and the screen cracked.

Stuart was stunned for a moment and hurried into the room. He picked up the phone for Jepherson. Jepherson frowned and looked at the phone in Stuart's hand. "Can you buy me the exact phone?"

Jepherson spoke the same way he always did. Stuart did not even notice anything, but he could sense that something was amiss.

"Mr. Jepherson, why don't we head over there tonight..."

"Head over where?" Just as Stuart was talking, Paige entered the room with two people accompanying her. As soon as Stuart saw Paige, he immediately said, "Yesterday, Mr. Jepherson said he hasn't been to the hotel in a while, so he wanted to go and have a look."

"It's fine. Deanna is more important right now. I called her several times, but she never picked up my call. What happened between the two of you? Didn't you tell me..."

"Grandma, I told you that I only treat Deanna like my sister. We can't be together." Jepherson turned around to look at Paige, who looked angry. Paige immediately said, "I really don't understand. What's so bad about Deanna? Why don't you like her? She treats you and the entire Harvey family so well."

"She's perfect in every way, but she's not my cup of tea. In my eyes, Deanna is still a little girl," Jepherson calmly explained to Paige, but she refused to listen. She slammed her hand on the table. "Are you trying to piss me off?" Paige's face turned pale. Stuart rushed over and said, "Old Madam, please don't be angry. That's not what Mr. Jepherson meant. It's just that..."

"Get out. This has nothing to do with you. Don't jumble everything together. You are the one who spends the most time with him. Why don't you advise him? This is all your fault. You're useless! This is why he turned out like this." Paige was so angry that her head began aching. She raised her hand to touch her head.

Stuart did not dare to approach any of them. Wasn't this manipulation?

Jepherson was upset. He unbuttoned his collar and sat on one side as he thought about the list.

"What do you have to say for yourself?" Paige demanded. Jepherson glanced at Paige and said firmly, "I do not love Deanna."

Paige was stunned. "You're being absurd. I'm going to call your father."

Jepherson turned away without saying a word.

Paige felt resentful towards Jepherson for failing to meet her expectations. She slammed her hand on the table again.

Jepherson got up and walked to the door. "I'm going out."

Paige looked up and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Deanna is over at Raeleigh's house. I thought I'd go over and check on her." After saying that, Jepherson left. Stuart rushed out after him.

Paige thought about it for a while and finally calmed down.

As long as he was willing to meet Deanna, then it was fine.

Raeleigh had not eaten yet and was hungry when she came downstairs. After ending the call with Jepherson, she then stared at the unknown number. She could not figure out who it was. She could only assume that this person must have called the wrong number.

Raeleigh then walked towards the group who were playing poker. She and Santiago were a team, so naturally, she had to stand next to Santiago. While Santiago was playing, he looked up at Raeleigh and asked, "Do you need anything?"

"What time do you guys want to have dinner?" Serra did not dare to interrupt them, so Raeleigh asked in her stead.

They were not hungry, but Novalie was old and could not afford to eat too late.

If they did not want to have dinner yet, then Raeleigh would prepare some food for her grandmother first.

Surely enough, Santiago said, "We'll eat after we're done. Go ahead and get dinner ready for your grandmother."

"Alright then." Raeleigh turned around and went into the kitchen. The food had already been prepared, so Raeleigh brought the food up to her grandmother's room. She was not hungry, so she just watched her grandmother eat.

Once Novalie was done with dinner, Raeleigh brought the empty dishes back downstairs and handed it to Serra. After that, she walked over to Santiago's side and watched them play.

"Raeleigh, do you mind taking my spot for a moment? I need to use the washroom," Santiago said as he handed over the cards in his hand to Raeleigh. Then, he got up and made his way to the washroom. Raeleigh sat down and played with the others. It was unknown whether Santiago had been winning or losing because there wasn't any money on the table. She guessed that he had probably lost everything. Raeleigh took every game very seriously. This was her nature.

When Santiago came back from the washroom, Raeleigh handed the cards back to Santiago and said, "Here you go."

"Why don't you finish playing this round?" Raeleigh had a pretty good hand, so she did not get up. She planned to change this card into Santiago's, so that Scarlette would not have anything to say. After finishing the round, only then did Raeleigh stand up to allow Santiago to take his seat.

Raeleigh wanted to leave her seat first, but she did not expect that Santiago would remain seated. As they were exchanging their seats, Raeleigh did not expect Santiago to trip and fall onto the ground. Santiago gave Raeleigh a quick hand. In the end, Raeleigh fell into Santiago's lap and leaned against his chest.

Raeleigh was still in shock. Santiago put his hands around Raeleigh's waist and raised his head to ask Raeleigh, "Are you alright?"

Raeleigh shook her head. She planned to stand up, but before she could do that, Scarlette jumped up with fear in her eyes. She was staring at the entrance.