Go After My Ex-wife
Chapter 1168 Trapped in a Elevator

Raeleigh lay still as Jepherson flipped over and positioned himself on top of her. She looked him in the eyes, motionlessly. In the past, she would have been worried, afraid, or shy, but that time, she wasn't. She looked at Jepherson. Although she hadn't made an attempt to seduce him, she was waiting for him, wholeheartedly.

Jepherson rode on her, tensing up with carnal desire. However, the thought that Raeleigh was his sister, whom he had been looking for over the years, had hurt him to the core, as though it had stabbed him right in the heart, and blood was dripping from it, soaking the entire place with red liquid.

His breathing steadily calmed down. His guilty conscience had prevailed over his then banished s*xual desire, and what was left in him was an incurable wound. His feelings for her were the salt to his wound, calling forth the fact that he had defiled his own sister.

Regarding their first intercourse, it was he who had forced her into it. Had it not been for that, they would have been able to maintain a relationship other than husband and wife.

Jepherson got up and went to the shower room for a cold shower.

Meanwhile, Raeleigh was lying on the bed. Only after a dozen seconds had passed did she finally come to her senses and follow him.

The door of the shower room was locked. Raeleigh felt as if there was a big stone weighing on her chest. She was so depressed that she could not catch her breath.

Lying down on the bed, Raeleigh thought her first attempt to seduce Jepherson had ended in failure.

She picked up her phone and browsed it for a short time as she had also been keyed up over the past few days. It didn't take long for her drowsiness to get the better of her, but Jepherson hadn't come out. Therefore, she had to sleep first.

By the time Jepherson came out of the shower room, Raeleigh had already fallen asleep. Looking at her bare arm, unease coursed through his entire body.

After drying his hair, he walked to Raeleigh's side, covered her with the quilt, took her phone, set it on silent mode, and put it aside. Then, he turned around and went out of the room. After closing the door, he sat outside until late at night. Only then did he get up and go back to lie down beside Raeleigh.

As soon as he lay down, she instinctively wrapped an arm around his waist, trying to seek warmth. He wanted to push her away at first, but he couldn't bear to do it in the end. Raeleigh knitted her brow slightly, listening to his breathing, which gradually became steady. It took her a long time to fall into a deep slumber quietly.

Raeleigh woke up Tristany in the morning, but she didn't wake up as Tristany as Jepherson did. He had woken up much earlier than Raeleigh. Besides, there were no other people in the room when she stirred

She got up, put on her clothes and washed up. Afterwards, she went to the doorway to look for Jepherson and called him to ask where he was. No one picked up the call. She went downstairs through the elevator. She wondered where he had gone, so she kept calling him after stepping out of the elevator. All of a sudden, she heard his phone ringing when she walked to the reception desk in front of her. Thus, she followed the direction of the sound. As a result, she came to a room, and what she saw shocked her.

Perhaps, it was because it was too Tristany that there were very few people around. At that moment, there was a man sitting on the edge of the bed, and sitting on his thighs was a woman, who was decked out in the latest fashion and had a pleasant voice.

The woman was swaying her waist provocatively. Raeleigh had never done that before. Her porcelain thighs underneath the miniskirt had been exposed whereas the man's pants had been unzipped, which painted the picture of...

It was not that Raeleigh couldn't accept it. After all, it was not a wonder that a man and a woman would have s*x together. What she could not accept was that the man in there was Jepherson. Raeleigh couldn't begin to imagine what they were doing.

After a round of writhing, the woman moaned with pain, which then graduated to pleasure. Concurrently, Raeleigh closed her eyes, turned around, and walked to the back of the wall, step by step, with no one the wiser. She didn't come near the room again.

Raeleigh heard the satisfying groan of the man, followed by moans of ecstasy from the woman before everything fell silent.

Subsequently, Jepherson said, "Don't let anyone see us. Let's go."

"Okay," came the murmur.

The woman tidied herself up slowly. Raeleigh could not stand listening to them anymore. She turned around, propped her hand on the wall, and staggered towards the elevator. Along the way, with the little strength she had left in her legs, as she entered the elevator, she collapsed.

Jepherson saw Raeleigh walking unsteadily into the elevator. No sooner had he stood up that his former mask of lust slipped off his face. He glanced at the female staff who had just acted provocatively with him. "Leave."

The female staff did not dare to say anything else. She quickly tidied herself up and turned to leave.

She was very beautiful, but Jepherson had not been aroused at all. She suspected that he might be an impotent man.

After she left, he strode towards the elevator as he was still concerned about Raeleigh.

To his dismay, the elevator wouldn't come down after he reached there and pressed the 'down' button. From the looks of it, it might be stuck somewhere up there. Jepherson dialed a number. "Check the elevator." It was a problem for him when Stuart was not around. Nobody else could perform the job up to his expectation. Soon, there came a reply. "M-Mr. Harvey..."

The staff on the other end of the line couldn't conceal the tremor in his cadence.

"Spit it out." Jepherson's face was frigid. The staff's faltering tones had only made him more apprehensive. "God d*mn it!" He started regretting his decision to put on a sham s*x act in front of her. After a moment, the staff mumbled, "Miss R-Rae..."

"Do you want to die?" Jepherson tore the collar of his shirt twice in a fit of rage. Consequently, the button snapped from the collar and fell to the ground and shattered.

His clothes were specially designed, and the buttons were all high-end products. It was not the first time for the buttons to have dropped, but it was the first for them to have shattered.

Listening to the phone, he bent down to pick up the button, but it was this tiny button which cut his finger.

His fingertip hurt. He then stood up, gazed at the blood on his finger and looked at the elevator door. He suddenly became agitated and slammed the elevator door, hard. "Raeleigh, Raeleigh..."

He banged the door outside with all his might. Simultaneously, he heard the voice of the staff through his phone. "Mr. Harvey, Miss Rae... The elevator is full of blood. Miss Raeleigh has fainted. The elevator is malfunctioning, and she has been trapped inside, but we have called the ambulance and the technician. You can rest assured that they will be here soon."

The staff broke out in cold sweat. Never would they have expected that something bad would happen to the elevator just when they had overlooked it for a few seconds. They wondered if they were going to be fired.

Jepherson's phone trembled slightly before it slipped from his palm and crashed to the ground in an instant. With a bang, the whole screen of the phone cracked.

Jepherson's heart ached. He leaned against the elevator door, with his face drained of blood. He raised his hand and knocked on the door of the elevator. "Raeleigh... Raeleigh..."

Amidst his shouting, his vision went black and he toppled over!