Go After My Ex-wife
Chapter 1176 The Fallen Leaves in Late Autumn

Silence descended upon Raeleigh. She turned around and went back to the villa. Never again did she give her actions and emotions away, nor did she bring up again the subject of leaving Harvey Group. On that same note, however, she didn't produce any pieces of work, and Harvey Group didn't bother her either.

Raeleigh rested for two days and was ready to attend the lectures in the university.

"Raeleigh, are you really going to attend the lectures?" Deanna had bought a lot of delicious food for Raeleigh Tristany in the morning. Recently, Deanna had been spending her time in leisure and hadn't been attending any lectures. Rossie came to her house, and her brother no longer stayed by her side every day. Sometimes, she felt that she had fallen out of her brother's favor.

Nevertheless, she was still quite happy that her brother had taken a liking to someone. It was just that she couldn't put up with his behavior of overstaying his welcome in Rossie's room. After all, Rossie was a girl. How could he do such a thing to a girl by force?

She had seen Rossie trying to flee more than once, but her endeavors were all to no avail.

Deanna felt that her brother was guilty of occasionally going too far with his actions.

"I'm all fine now, so I can go to the university. If I don't, then my body is gonna age way faster than its expiry date." Raeleigh tidied herself up, dressing up in her former style. Deanna sat aside with her white blouse and yellow coat. She was as beautiful as a flower fairy in autumn, but she envied Raeleigh, and the decisiveness and determination she possessed. Unlike herself, who was always indecisive and couldn't decide on what to do.

"Then, I also want to go to campus. I'll go with you." Deanna called home. Her brother was busy showering, and it was Rossie who picked up her call.

"Hello?" Rossie's voice could be heard through the phone. Deanna had gotten used to Rossie instead of her brother answering her call. "Rossie, I'm at Raeleigh's house. I'll be attending the lectures. Pass this message to my brother, thanks."

"I got you. Be careful." Rossie put down the phone and took a look at Zorion, who was wrapped in a towel and had just come out of the shower room. She told him, "The call was from your sister. She said that she is going to attend lectures. She is at Raeleigh's place currently."

Drying his hair, Zorion gazed at Rossie while he approached her.

"Why did you put on your clothes? Are you going out?" Zorion walked up to her, threw the towel aside, and cuddled her.

Rossie didn't push him away, but neither did she welcome it either.

"I figure I could use a day off."

"Remind me again, to get a day off or to run away?" There had been more than a few times that he had ambushed her and brought her back, yet she still intended to run away.

"I have no intention of running away." Rossie didn't know what to say. It was not that she hated Zorion. She just didn't want to follow in her mother's footsteps and ended up being a plaything of men. She wanted to decide her own fate, and to obtain her desired freedom through her own efforts.

Zorion held Rossie tightly. "No, you're trying to run away."

"You know what? Whatever floats your boat." Rossie lowered her head, showing not much of a reaction. Zorion pinched her chin, forcing her to look at him.

Their eyes met. "Under no circumstances should you try to escape again. If I catch you doing it, then you're in for a good beating."

"I'm human, and I'm not running away. I just want to feel the weather outside. Can't I even do that?"

"Of course you can do that, but you can't leave my sight. I was taking a shower just now while you were putting on your clothes outside. You said that you want to have a day off, but have you asked me?" Zorion lashed out. Rossie raised her hand and pushed him, but she failed to push him away as he started kissing her. Initially, she wanted to reject him, but she was still pressed down on the bed by him. He had just taken a shower, and he should have laid down and rested, but he did not. Nothing could beat lovemaking with her.

The servants downstairs were looking upwards. It was very quiet over the past two days. However, right after Deanna had left, Zorion went to Rossie's room at once and had not come out since.

Raeleigh and the others arrived at the university gate and got out of the car, one after another. Santiago also tagged along that day. Raeleigh was going to attend the lectures, so naturally, Santiago didn't want to be left behind.

After entering the campus, Raeleigh followed Santiago to the lecture hall. She headed there in a daze as she looked around the surroundings.

The ohers were walking in the front while she was falling behind. She stared blankly at the last leaf on a tree branch. The autumn wind brushed over the fallen leaves and rustled them, but didn't manage to blow the last leaf off the tree. Her eyes were fixed on it. She didn't know what was going on in her mind, but an inexplicable feeling of despondency enveloped her when she gazed at the last leaf and its incoming demise.

Santiago had walked halfway when he turned around to find that she had stayed rooted under a big tree, appearing to be lost in her thoughts. He called out to her. "Back to Earth yet, space cadet?" Raeleigh suddenly came to her senses and looked at Santiago. Only then did she catch up with them. Scarlette and Deanna walked to her side. They were so engrossed in their conversation about the game that Raeleigh had slipped their minds.

Raeleigh made her way to Santiago. Then, she continued to walk forward quietly.

Santiago shoved his hands into his pockets, leading the way expressionlessly, followed by three pretty girls behind him. They were a sight for sore eyes when they walked across the campus together. When Santiago came to an abrupt halt, Raeleigh didn't notice it and bumped into him. Following that, she looked up at him while patting the head of a blockhead. He frowned, turned around, and said unhappily, "If you don't want to attend the lecture, then don't come. Don't act like you've lost your soul."

Raeleigh sidestepped him and continued going forward without speaking a word, for she had nothing to say.

Santiago caught up with her, taking her aside, but she refused to go with him. Subsequently, they began pulling and pushing each other. Scarlette was so on edge that she had no idea how to console Raeleigh Deanna, on the other hand, couldn't care less about manners. She stepped forward and pushed Santiago, protecting Raeleigh, who was behind her. "What are you doing? You wanna fight, huh?" Santiago stopped, biting his lip. "Should I teach you a lesson?"

"Excuse you? I think you're the one who should be taught a lesson. Don't forget that I'm older than you. You should regard me as your elder sister," Deanna said, standing with her arms akimbo. Santiago gnashed his teeth. "Get out of the way."

"Over my dead body. What can you do to me? Don't think that you're very capable just because you looked taller and more muscular than us women. Let me tell you something. You're all brawn and no brains. Raeleigh can do whatever she wants. She doesn't take orders from you."

Raeleigh stood behind her, ruminating for a while. Then, she lifted her hand and pulled Deanna. "Deanna."

"Raeleigh, don't be afraid. As long as I am here, he won't dare to do anything to you. I will tell my brother." Deanna turned around and looked at Raeleigh, who shook her head, saying, "I'm okay. He just wanted to take me aside so I could collect myself. He thinks it's meaningless for me to attend the lecture with me being in this state. Actually, I'm with him on this. It was just that he was a bit rude, so it kinda triggered the fight-or-flight response in me. But we're good."

"Raeleigh, you're too kind for your own good." Scarlette held Raeleigh's hand, unable to swallow her anger.

"Scarlette, go to the lecture hall first with Deanna and Hadrian. I want to go for a stroll. Santiago will accompany me. Trust me, I'll be fine."

After saying so, Raeleigh turned around and walked to another side, stepping along the path littered with fallen leaves.