Go After My Ex-wife
Chapter 1263 No Hope

After returning to Fragrance Garden, Belle breathed a sigh of relief. It was too tiring to accompany her mother-in-law.

It would be very tiring to plan so many things while a person is alive.

At that moment, Calvin was sitting in the living room of Fragrance Garden, accompanied by a few servants. The father and son were sitting across from each other, playing chess. They were playing chess and talking at the same time.

Belle entered the room while the father and son were talking.

"Remember everything that has happened. Don't think that you can do anything without a care when I'm not here. You'll start to suffer when both of you are married."

Calvin was rarely mean to his son. He would always think from his wife's perspective, and his wife was his backbone. He would do whatever his wife wanted him to do. Jepherson held a chess piece. "Is there a time when your heart hurts so badly that you can't breathe?"

He lowered his head slightly. The paleness on his son's face was enough to make one's heart ache for him. Calvin looked up at his son leisurely. "I won't tell you if there is. So, stop asking." Belle came in and walked to her son. She raised her hand and patted his shoulder. "The fate of men is destined. If it's yours, then it's yours. If not, then it'll never be yours."

"So, don't worry, you are all still young, and there will be plenty of chances."

Jepherson forced a smile and looked at his mother. "Really?"

"Of course." Belle was truly worried for her son. She looked at her husband and said, "Calvin..."

Belle did not need to say more. Calvin had already understood what she meant. To Calvin, there was always a way to satisfy all requests.

Calvin lowered his head and pinched the chess piece with his fingers. "What's the rush?"

"Can you not make me anxious?" Belle was not happy.

Calvin looked up at his wife with eyes filled with doting love. "Of course."

Belle immediately smiled.

Seeing his beloved wife's smile, Calvin smiled gently and looked down at the chessboard. "Just follow your heart, and make your own decisions. The sky won't fall no matter what." Jepherson looked up at his father. "I know, Dad."

Jepherson placed a chess piece. "Checkmate."

Calvin lowered his head and looked at the chessboard. "Why did I make such an obvious mistake?"

Jepherson got up and said, "This is what you get for losing focus."

"What are you trying to imply?"

Jepherson was silent. Belle sat to one side and patted her son on the shoulder. "Jerry is really good at playing chess. It seems that he has already surpassed your skills." "Hmph!"

Calvin snorted. Even if his wife praised his son, he would be jealous.

Calvin's greatest regret in his life was having two sons. He wanted daughters.

If Calvin had a daughter, then he would treat her as nice as he treated his wife, holding her in the palm of his hand like a treasure, but it would be impossible then. Calvin glared at his son. "Your mother and I are back. Are you still going to be an nuisance at home?"

Jepherson suddenly stood up and said to Belle, "I'm leaving."

"Jerry, don't you want to stay with your Mom for a little longer?"

"No, I'm going to see Raeleigh," Jepherson said and went straight to the door. Belle moved a little and sat down where her son had sat. "Let's play."

Calvin looked displeased. "Don't mock me."

Who would like to play on the stupid chessboard anyway?

"C'mon, play with me for a while." Belle was not very good at playing chess, but she enjoyed the game. Winning or losing did not matter, as she only wanted to kill time.

Calvin didn't like to play chess with someone who had a disadvantage. It would be boring if the game was a sure win for Calvin. Therefore, he would rather lose to his son than win to his wife. "Okay, fine. Let's play."

But every time he could not resist the temptation, his wife looked like she was begging him, waiting for him to take a bite like a rabbit.

The couple began to play as soon as they came back, and they didn't feel tired at all.

The servants around were all envious. The relationship between Calvin and his wife was as sweet as day.

How could they know what kind of relationship it was back then? It was precisely because there was a rough past that they became so close to each other.

After leaving his home, Jepherson got in the car and went straight to Raeleigh.

When he arrived at Raeleigh's place, he called her. Raeleigh was not at home, and she was looking after Lamarre.

Raeleigh received a call from Lamarre on her way home, saying that he was ill and feeling uncomfortable.

Raeleigh gave Xanthus a call and she then went there in person.

That time...

"Hey, little girl, it's a good thing that your brother..."

Scarlette was there. Raeleigh gave him a glare and Lamarre stopped talking on the spot.

"Thank you." Lamarre coughed and closed his eyes to have a rest. Raeleigh started helping out in his house. Looking at Scarlette's big belly, Raeleigh asked her to go back first, so that Hadrian would stop worrying about her.

"We'll stay here and accompany you." Scarlett did not intend to leave. She had not completed her duties yet. If she left, then her boss would certainly be unhappy. Considering the current situation, she really didn't know what to say or do. Raeleigh had the right to pursue her own happiness no matter what. Moreover, what he did was wrong and was absolutely not worthy of being forgiven, from Raeleigh's standpoint.

But...

He was her boss after all.

Scarlette insisted on staying. Suddenly, she received a call from Jepherson.

"Yes, he's at Lamarre's house." Scarlett answered the call truthfully. Jepherson then came to Lamarre, but when he entered the house, he did not see Raeleigh.

When he entered the room, he looked around but he didn't see Raeleigh. The only sight greeting him was Lamarre, who was fast asleep.

Xanthus was sitting on the couch, looking at something. When Jepherson entered through the door, Xanthus acted as if he didn't see him. Scarlette, on the other hand, didn't dare to speak. Her whole body was stiff with fright. If Raeleigh really did leave, then Jepherson would definitely find someone to settle the score.

"Miss Raeleigh heard that you were coming and had left Tristany," said Hadrian. Jepherson ignored him and looked at Xanthus. "How is he?"

Xanthus looked up at Jepherson's exquisite face and said, "He's alright now. Come with me."

Xanthus got up and went outside. He took a few things with him, while Scarlette and Hadrian stayed in Lamarre's room to take care of him. After leaving the room, Xanthus handed the two medicine bottles in his hand to Jepherson. "Take a look."

Jepherson lowered his head and looked at it. The words written on it were 'VITAMINS'.

Jepherson removed the lid and sniffed it. He raised his head to look at Xanthus. "It's not vitamins."

"This is a new type of drug for cancer, and it has its side effects."

"Cancer?"

Jepherson frowned deeply. "Does Raeleigh know?"

"I wanted to tell her, but she left Tristany."

"Don't tell her."

Jepherson handed the bottle to Xanthus and turned back to the room. Xanthus frowned as he watched Jepherson leave. Raeleigh went home to rest for a while. She made something to eat and sent a message to Xanthus to inquire about Lamarre. Xanthus told Raeleigh that Lamarre was alright. Everything should be fine after a few days of rest.

Scarlett and Hadrian went outside. Xanthus sat to one side, Jepherson sat on Lamarre's other side. When Lamarre woke up, his whole body was in pain.

That kind of painful contraction in his whole body made him feel like a balloon that had been pumped to the verge of explosion. His skin and flesh were going to split.

Lamarre opened his eyes and looked around. He didn't see Raeleigh. He smiled and asked, "Where's the little girl?"

Xanthus said, "She has gone back. Are you looking for her?"

"It's fine, but why did she go back?" Lamarre knew Raeleigh too well. If he saw that Lamarre was sick, then how could she leave him alone?

"She knew I was coming, so she left."

Jepherson's handsome face was dark, so Lamarre understood the situation.

"Oh, well." Lamarre looked at Xanthus. "Do you know?"

"All I have to say is that this kind of disease should be treated earlier." Xanthus was a doctor. He completely analyzed the matter from a doctor's perspective. Lamarre, however, was putting on a happy face as he had no hope for a recovery.