Go After My Ex-wife
Chapter 1159 Couldn't Fall Asleep

If Santiago were to be disobedient, then even Calvin himself wouldn't be able to do anything to him. However, he obeyed Jepherson's words.

Standing up, Santiago took a look at Raeleigh, and he then turned back to scowl at Jepherson. "If anything happens to her, then I won't let you off."

Raeleigh was baffled for a second. She looked at Santiago in surprise. Those who were close to them knew that they were always together and had feelings for each other. Those who didn't would have thought that they were a couple, and that the father of her child was not Jepherson but him.

Jepherson said coldly, "Are you threatening me?"

Santiago shrugged. "Sort of."

"I'll settle the score with you after you come back." Jepherson's expression darkened. Xanthus also had no idea what was going on between the brothers.

Raeleigh gazed at Xanthus. "Dr. Osteen, you should go with him. I can take care of myself."

Walking to the door, Santiago turned to look back at Xanthus. "Don't follow me."

Xanthus did not intend to follow him. He sat in his original seat, unmoving.

Santiago turned around and left. He closed the door and took out his phone to make a call.

"Keep an eye on Mr. Jepherson. By any means, you must protect Raeleigh, especially her child. Whoever dares to lay a finger on her, I'll take his life."

Putting away his phone, he looked back at the door of the ward. After considering for a moment, he called Cynthia.

After Santiago left, Raeleigh shot a glance at Xanthus. "I'm fine now."

"I'll leave you two to yourselves. I have something to do. Call me if you need anything." Xanthus got up and went out of the ward. Raeleigh watched Xanthus leave before she asked Jepherson, "Why would you do this?"

Jepherson's heart sank but his expression remained unchanged. "I don't want this child."

Raeleigh furrowed her brow. "Why?"

"No reason. I just think it's too reckless. Initially, I planned to have the child after our marriage, but I changed my mind because Grandma had been badgering me. I thought it would be better to have the child first. It's just that I feel like it isn't right to do it now."

Jepherson spoke gently while caressing Raeleigh's hands. Raeleigh couldn't wrap her head around his reasoning. Now that he had decided to be with her, why would he want to get rid of the child? Or, did he fall in love with someone else? She pondered over this.

Raeleigh stared at him. "Have you fallen in love with someone else?"

"No, and don't think too much," Jepherson denied straightaway. Raeleigh looked him in the eye to find that he didn't seem to be lying. It didn't make sense. If he wasn't lying, then why? There must have been a

reason.

Pursing her lips, she lay down. It was dark outside. She gazed out of the window in a daze.

Jepherson stood up and covered her body with a blanket before he sat down again. Raeleigh looked at him and held his hand. "I'm tired. I want to sleep for a while. Ask someone to prepare the food. Let's have dinner later. Stay here at night."

"What would you like to eat?" Jepherson took out his phone. Raeleigh thought briefly. "Anything is fine."

Jepherson made the decision on his own, ordering people to prepare the food. Looking at him, a feeling of inexplicable melancholy descended upon her. Her grandmother was right in that they were two of a kind. They were too reticent to share their feelings.

Raeleigh dozed off for a while. Hearing the knock on the door, Raeleigh opened her eyes and took a look at the door. She saw that Jepherson had already taken off his blazer and was going to open the door. His shirt was white, and his pants were black. Suddenly, Raeleigh found one thing, that he was much thinner. In the past, although he was not fat, he was not as thin as he was then. Why did he become so thin then?

From the doorway, Jepherson pushed the dining trolley into the room. Raeleigh sat up from the bed, lifted the quilt, and got out of the bed. She went to the door and scanned the corridor. Xanthus was not outside, and she wondered where he had gone. Turning around, she was still thinking about it when her phone rang.

She took out her phone and looked at it. There was a text message sent by Xanthus.

"I'm next door to you. I've already eaten. Don't worry about me. By the way, I'll make a report. I might take a few days off for that."

Raeleigh replied to him that she had received the message and deleted it from her phone. After that, she turned to look at Jepherson, who was arranging the food.

It was no wonder he had not lost his temper. It turned out that Xanthus was not around.

However, he had lost too much weight. It might not be obvious on his face, but his body...

Raeleigh lowered her head and asked, "What do we have?"

"Nothing special. Here, look." Jepherson opened the metal lids on the trolley and showed the dishes one by one. Raeleigh went to wash her hands and sat down, waiting to dig in.

Jepherson placed the dishes nicely, rolled up his sleeves, and turned around to wash his hands. She gazed at him with a heavy heart. She wondered what exactly had happened. He was reluctant to divulge it, and he wouldn't say it even if she asked.

Jepherson came back and sat down. Raeleigh handed the cutlery and bowls to him. He picked up the bowls and they began to have dinner.

"Eat more." Jepherson placed some food in her bowl, and she did the same. "You too."

"Hmm."

Neither of them spoke during dinner. After they finished it, Jepherson pushed the dining cart out of the room. Soon, someone came to clean up. Raeleigh stood by the window and looked outside. That autumn seemed to be very cold outside. It was just late autumn, and winter had not come yet, but the weather had started to get cold.

Jepherson approached her from behind. He held Raeleigh in his arms and rested his chin on her shoulder. "What are you looking at?"

"Autumn. It's the season I hate the most, but for some reason, it's also the season I look forward to."

"It's the time when the fruits ripen. People in medieval times looked forward to this season the most. It would be the harvesting season for them." "Also, the poets, playwrights, and writers had taken a liking to this season since ancient times. It's always accompanied by a sense of glumness."

As Jepherson spoke, he kissed Raeleigh on the cheek. Raeleigh stared at him and couldn't utter a word. He used to kiss her on the lips, but right then, he didn't. He deliberately avoided her lips, and kissed her on the cheek.

Raeleigh fixed her tender eyes on him without saying a word. With his arms still wrapped around her, and his chin on her shoulder, he covered Raeleigh's belly with his hands. The warmth of his hands made her feel that she was being cherished by him.

With that being said, why did he choose to get rid of the child?

Could it be that he was like this season itself, which brought both joy and endless regrets simultaneously?

After standing for quite a while, Raeleigh felt tired. She turned around and went back to the bed. Jepherson cast a glance at the bed and asked, "Are you sure that this bed can accommodate both of us?" Raeleigh leaned to the side. "Well, there will be enough space if we squeeze in together."

"I'm going to sleep on the other side. Call me if you need anything." Jepherson went to Raeleigh's side and bent down to tidy the bed for Raeleigh, but he didn't get onto the bed, which made Raeleigh feel more or less uncomfortable.

Raeleigh took off her clothes and lay down. Jepherson made a phone call before he went back to lie on another bed.

People tended to suffer from insomnia when they were troubled by something. For instance, Raeleigh was experiencing it then. She couldn't fall asleep, even though she didn't toss and turn.

After lying down for a short time, Jepherson turned over, facing Raeleigh. He closed his eyes and covered himself with a blanket. Raeleigh also closed her eyes, but she couldn't fall asleep.