Go After My Ex-wife
Chapter 1180 To Move Out

Arriving at the villa, Raeleigh sat downstairs. It was not very late. They went to the police station and came back very soon. Actually, it didn't take much time.

She was waiting for Santiago to come back to inquire about Hadrian's matter. Scarlette was also feeling on edge about it.

Xanthus and Cynthia didn't rest either. When they saw Raeleigh and Scarlette come back, they both sat down in the living room.

Santiago came in from the door. It wasn't until he sat down that Raeleigh started asking, "Is Hadrian in hot water? Did someone really die?"

"The waiter is dead for sure." Santiago sat down, picked up an orange, and began peeling it.

Raeleigh gasped. "Seriously?"

"Otherwise, why was Flynt so arrogant?" When speaking of Flynt, derision was written all over Santiago's face. Cynthia blanched when she heard what he said. Santiago then added, "Cynthia, you shouldn't consider yourself one of them. You didn't do anything other than bearing the same family name as them."

Cynthia didn't answer. Santiago patted the spot next to him. "Come and sit here."

Cynthia swept her eyes across everyone before she got up and sat down beside him.

Only then did Santiago continue saying, "Do you mind it?"

How could she not mind it? Nonetheless, she didn't leave. She gazed at Santiago. "I know that you guys are not wrong, but I don't blame Flynt either. You've no idea how pathetic it is to grow up within the Cole family."

"When I was very young, my mother used to beat him with a stick. Back in the day, he was just a three-year-old child who knew nothing. He was punished because he spoke up for the servant. On top of that, he had to admit that he was wrong before my mother."

"We kids were standing aside and watching as he was punished, but none of us dared to intercede for him."

"I can tell the truth, and I know right from wrong. However, I would like to make myself clear. I'm not going to let Flynt do harm to others. I will help you."

"Little fool." Santiago raised his hand and pinched her nose. She instantaneously blushed and lowered her head. She was much older than Santiago, so she really couldn't avoid blushing at such an intimate gesture.

Xanthus furrowed his brow when he saw that. "No one blames you. If you aren't feeling well, then go upstairs first. You have no part in this mess. Flynt will be fine too."

Cynthia's eyes landed on Xanthus. After getting along with him, she felt that he regarded Raeleigh as his younger sister. Right then, he started to talk, and she could accept what he said.

"I'll go upstairs first." Cynthia looked at Santiago, who then nodded. She rose and went upstairs.

After Cynthia left, Santiago handed the peeled orange to Raeleigh, which she accepted. She was about to share it with Scarlette, but Santiago extended his hand to stop her. "Have it yourself. She can peel it herself if she wants to eat it."

Scarlette pulled a long face, picking up an orange, and began to peel it. To her, Santiago was really partial towards Raeleigh.

Just when she was peeling the orange, Santiago threatened her without hesitation. "I don't care about what happened between Hadrian and you, but you can't absolve your involvement in this problem. I've heard that he fought because you flirted with the waiter under his nose. Is that true?"

Scarlette broke out in cold sweat when she received such a strong accusation against her from Santiago.

"In my defence, Mr. Santiago, I merely talked to that guy. I was not flirting." Indeed, she hadn't flirted. She had just been chatting with the waiter.

"Hadrian was by your side. Which is why, to talk and smile at another man would be reckoned as flirting. Do you really need me to give you a lesson on this?" said Santiago, his face emanating sternness. Scarlette felt that it was too unjust, but she didn't dare to retort. She could only reply, "I didn't know this."

"So you say. Do you know it now?"

"Yes."

"Hmph. Now that you've learnt it the hard way, make no mistake about this. Even if you run all the way to the ends of the Earth, I'll still capture you and bring you back. Is this clear to you?" "Crystal clear," answered Scarlette, nodding her head.

"Good. Henceforth, you are not allowed to leave Capital City before Hadrian is released. My credibility is at stake here. For your information, I promised to Hadrian just now to keep you here." Santiago spoke at an unhurried pace. Raeleigh sat aside, realizing that he remained composed and took everything into consideration all the time.

Scarlette lost her appetite. So, she put the orange aside.

"I got it," Scarlette answered reluctantly. After that, Santiago got down to business.

"Hadrian's matter originated from Scarlette, but there was a great conspiracy behind it. Flynt took advantage of it to scheme against us. My brother has said that it should be settled through official procedures. We don't need to worry about it." After finishing his words, Santiago checked the time before he got up and went upstairs, heading for Cynthia's room.

With a melancholic expression, Scarlette stared after Santiago. Everyone could be at ease then except for her. It was too cruel for her.

Raeleigh shot a look at her. "Hadrian will be alright. Let's go to sleep."

Raeleigh got up and went upstairs. She had been staying in the same room with Novalie these days. The previous day was an exception. She had become used to it.

She felt empty when she was alone. Novalie could give her a sense of security.

They chatted every day, and she would fall asleep under the lull of their conversation.

Raeleigh felt as if she had returned to her childhood, falling asleep while she listened to her Grandma nagging.

Inside Novalie's room, she was about to doze off. Seeing Raeleigh, she asked, "Why are you here again? Act your age, honey. Didn't you say you would sleep alone in the next few days?"

Raeleigh hummed in response and went to wash up. Coming back, she snuggled into Novalie's quilt.

Novalie said, "Let me tell you this, child. People don't like to sleep with old folks. It's very good of you to keep coming to an old lady like me."

"But you are so nice," Raeleigh replied, wrapping her arm around Novalie. Novalie asked through her laugh, "Is there anything wrong?"

"A lawsuit has been filed against Hadrian. We might be a little busy for a while. Also, I would like to move out. I don't want to stay here anymore," Raeleigh said. Novalie looked her in the eye. "You can move out, yes, but where are you going?"

"I've already thought about it. Let's move back to where we used to live. I miss the pudding sold near our house. It's a pity if we don't go back."

Raeleigh looked at Novalie, who then said, "You can stay anywhere as long as you are happy, but to leave here is not as easy as when you moved in. Moreover, it's inconvenient for you to go to the university if you stay at our old place."

Novalie had more considerations. There was an advantage of staying close to the university. Raeleigh could go home every day. Yet, with a distance between them, they could meet only once a week. Novalie was old, and her time might come any time.

Raeleigh answered, "I'm not working now, so I will go back and forth between the university and home every day. One ride won't take much of my time. I just need to get up Tristany in the morning and come back home late in the evening. I'm okay with that."

"And the university has granted me an earlier graduation. The lecturers won't care even if I'm absent. I can go to the library to read books and learn a lot of other things."

Novalie replied, "Hmm. Since you have decided, then that's it. I've no objections if you don't mind the hard work."