Go After My Ex-wife
Chapter 1183 Not Dead Yet

Raeleigh sat on her bed while staring into space. She was aware that Jepherson had gone abroad to receive treatment and to avoid her, but he had not recovered after a month. She wondered if his condition was that severe.

The next morning, she tidied up her room. She kept the things she could take with her into a box. Raeleigh always stuck to the belief that people only got what they deserved.

If it hadn't been for Jepherson's sickness, then Santiago wouldn't have left, and she wouldn't have had the chance to pack up her belongings and leave without getting stopped.

After packing up, Raeleigh placed her things by the door and went to Novalie's room to chat with her. Cynthia and Scarlette stood by the door helplessly. They couldn't dissuade her from leaving, nor did they know what to do to prevent her from leaving.

"Raeleigh, I won't be able to explain it to Mr. Santiago if you leave abruptly this way. When he comes back later, he won't let it off easily." Scarlette was afraid that Santiago would call her to account for Raeleigh's departure. In addition, she wanted to let her know that she wouldn't be able to escape from the Harvey siblings easily.

Raeleigh ignored her question. She kept her head down and continued to pack her belongings, implying that there was no room for negotiation.

After she was done packing, she turned around to look at Scarlette and Cynthia. "There is no reason for me to stay here anymore. If I don't leave now, then Santiago will not let me go when he comes back. I know that you guys have good intentions, and that we can take care of each other here but I do not want to live here anymore. I wish to start my own life and go back to normal."

She glanced at Xanthus, who had already come upstairs to bring her luggage down.

Scarlette and Cynthia followed her gaze and looked at him.

"But if you leave, Mr. Santiago won't let us off when he comes back," said Scarlette. Raeleigh looked at her and said, "That's not what you actually think."

Scarlette frowned as she heard Raeleigh words. "You're right. But anyway, you shouldn't leave like this. Even if Mr. Jepherson doesn't love you anymore, you should clarify it with him. Don't you think it's a cowardly act to leave without solving the problem?"

"I don't think so. We aren't meant to be. It's a mistake from the beginning. Now, we can finally put a stop to this mistake." Raeleigh placed another suitcase outside for Xanthus to bring it down. Then, she went into Novalie's room and helped her up.

"Grandma, let's leave." Raeleigh held Novalie's hand and walked towards the door. Scarlette and Cynthia had no choice but to give way to them. Neither of them called Santiago to inform him that she was leaving.

They sent Raeleigh off at the door. Raeleigh went out from the yard while helping Novalie with her footing. She was adamant and persistent. Not once did she look back to have a final look before leaving. "Raeleigh..."

Scarlette called her name as she was about to get in the car.

Raeleigh's eyes were fixed on Scarlette for a moment. "Hadrian treats you well. Cherish him while there's still a chance, or it'll be too late."

Scarlette didn't answer. She watched as Raeleigh left.

Cynthia said, "She is disappointed."

Scarlette looked back at Cynthia. "What should we do? Should we tell Mr. Santiago?"

"He'll be worried if we tell him now. Since Raeleigh has made up her mind, we'd better let her have her own space for a few days. It's just her safety that concerns me." Cynthia was terror-stricken at the thought of her brother's unscrupulous act.

"I am going to look for Raeleigh. I will protect her." Scarlette turned around and got into the car, and followed after Raeleigh. Cynthia walked a few steps forward and watched her leave. Serra stood inside the villa and wiped her tears, wondering why Raeleigh left all of a sudden.

Cynthia paused for a few moments. She could feel the sense of desolation in the wind. Then, she turned around and went back into the villa. When she noticed Serra tearing up at the door, Cynthia approached her. "Stop crying. Those who're destined to go wouldn't stay no matter what you do, and those who're fated to return would always return. I cannot explain my feelings but this doesn't seem like a permanent departure to me."

With that, Cynthia entered the villa. She looked at the deserted villa and couldn't help but to feel lonely.

She headed for the couch and sat down. She then took out the letter that her elder sister had sent over and read it.

In the letter, her elder sister had requested for her return and meet her if she still considered her as her elder sister. Or else, she told her not to communicate with her ever again.

She stared at the letter in her hand. She knew it was written by her sister as she recognized her handwriting.

After everything that had happened between them, she did not expect her elder sister to establish contact with her and send her a letter.

Recalling her childhood memories, she decided not to hold a grudge. She pondered whether she was still the elder sister who doted on her.

She put away the letter and swept her eyes over Serra. "Serra, prepare a set of clothes for me."

Serra went upstairs promptly after she received the instructions.

After she had gone upstairs, Cynthia stood up, went to the door, got her coat, and put it on.

She looked back while hanging her bag on her shoulder. She lowered her gaze to look at the gun that was inside her bag, and touched it. Then, she zipped the bag and left the villa. Serra came down only to find that there was no one downstairs, and the coat and bag on the shelf near the door were gone.

"Miss Cynthia... Cynthia..."

Cynthia hailed a taxi right after she left the villa. When she arrived at the desNorahtion that was mentioned by Yanora, she got out of the taxi and stared at the hotel from outside. She hesitated momentarily before she walked into the hotel. After entering, she followed Yanora's direction and headed towards the desNorahtion. She then called Santiago.

It was still Tristany in the morning, and Santiago had just woken up when he answered the call.

"It's so Tristany. What's the matter?" Santiago asked her. She said, "My elder sister sent me a letter and asked me to meet her in Room 307 of Renaissance Hotel."

"We never came to places like this, but that was in the past. I think my sister has changed. Santiago..."

"If anything were to happen to me, then please bury me anywhere except the Cole family's graveyard."

"I've been a burden to others throughout my life. Thank you for taking care of me for such a long time. I'm very happy to have known you, and I'm very proud to leave the Cole family to stay with you." Santiago stood up with a sombre face. "Get out of that place. I'll pick you up."

"Santiago... I have thought it through. As long as I'm still alive, they will never let me go. Today, it's my elder sister. Perhaps, tomorrow will be my mother's turn. What about the day after tomorrow? What about the future?"

"I'm a member of the Cole family, so I cannot escape from the Cole family. Don't fret about me."

"I told you to get out, what are you doing? You have to live as long as I am still alive!" As Santiago spoke, he reached for the door and kicked the door forcefully. Stuart was startled and took a step back quickly.

He raced towards the elevator while Stuart followed.

"Mr. Santiago, I don't think we'll make it in time. How about asking Mr. Atkinson to send some of his people over first?" Stuart said. Upon hearing this, Santiago immediately took Stuart's phone and dialed his number while he was still on the phone with Cynthia.

Unfortunately, Cynthia had hung up!