Go After My Ex-wife
Chapter 1291 Swear on My Life

"I'm not kidding. I swear on my life, I really like you. I like you more than anything else." "Impossible... This can't be. You're much too young, you don't understand this at all..."

Raeleigh was shaking her head when Santiago kissed her face. She flinched, turning utterly unresponsive.

Santiago lowered his eyes slightly and smiled. He then spun around and walked away. The entire time, he had his hands in his pockets. With an exaggerated swagger he shuffled away, as though he were a god sashaying among the grass.

Raeleigh slowly turned around and looked at Santiago, gasping, "Are you out of your mind?"

Stopping short, Santiago swung around, observing her. She had taken a step back as though she had been hurt. However, she found it strange as she wasn't afraid of Santiago. What could account for her sudden backing off?

With pouted lips, Raeleigh looked at Santiago, her face impassive. She felt like she was cocooned in bleakness. Yet, the corners of Santiago's mouth twitched upwards, his smile as brilliant as the sun. "Raeleigh, my dearest."

The corners of Santiago's lips tugged into a smile. He sounded exceptionally sweet when he called her by her name. Raeleigh, on the other hand, kept a straight face. He backtracked and stopped in front of her.

"Are you scared?" Santiago asked, to which she shook her head. Santiago responded by lowering his head and kissing her on the cheek.

Raeleigh was about to step back once more when he grabbed her arm and whispered into her ear, "The more you resist, the more you appear attractive to me. Do you know that?"

Raeleigh stayed eerily silent and still while Santiago slowly distanced himself. He fixed his eyes on her, whose expression could not look any uglier.

Santiago laughed and released his hand. He turned around and went into the kitchen. After doing so, he began to cook.

When Raeleigh walked into the kitchen, Santiago had already started boiling a pot of water.

He stood by the stove and watched the noodles cook. Raeleigh didn't think that Santiago was any good at cooking, so she had a hunch that he was probably going to ruin the kitchen.

Shortly after, she walked in and took out the noodles. She was going to prepare them for Santiago. He leaned to one side and watched her.

They didn't say anything. A while later, Santiago said, "If you leave my brother, don't just rush off somewhere. Come to me, I'll love you for the rest of my life."

Raeleigh's hand froze. She raised her head and turned to look at Santiago, asking, "Do you even know what you're doing?"

"I do" Santiago's smile was as handsome as ever and pleasing to the eyes. Raeleigh's heart and body were pushed over the edge of sanity.

"Don't do that. Do not laugh."

Santiago raised both hands to cup her face. Raeleigh's hands were full with the noodles and she wanted to put them down, but Santiago pinched her cheeks, "I promise, I won't do anything to you until you've completely forgotten my brother. But... you shouldn't piss me off either. I have a volatile temper and poor self-control. If you get on my nerves, I wouldn't know what I'd do to you. So... you should give me - give us some time."

Raeleigh widened her eyes in disbelief, "Are you crazy? I'm your brother's - "

Raeleigh suddenly clammed up, after which Santiago laughed, "Perhaps, you used to be. But now the both of you are over."

Raeleigh pursed her lips. She couldn't refute him, but he was wrong.

Raeleigh shut her eyes and tried to keep her wits sane. When she did, she said, "Get your hands off me."

As soon as he heard her say that, he let go of her. Furious, she turned around and placed the noodles into a pot. Then, she took a pair of tongs and mixed them in the water. Santiago watched for a while before stepping forward and held her from behind. Raeleigh shivered and used her hand to push him away.

"Don't move, or there will be hell to pay."

Raeleigh was silent and warned, "Your brother will kill you."

"Or maybe I'll kill him first."

She was mind-blown.

Raeleigh was rooted in place and didn't respond. She felt that her whole world was blanketed in darkness. How had things ended up like this?

Santiago's hands slowly wrapped around her waist. He held her in his arms and breathed gently. Beaming, he said, "I believe that time will change many things, including your feelings for me. If we've been together for some time and you still miss my brother, I'll pull out from this relationship."

Raeleigh bit her lip, "Even if I could forget your brother, you'd still never stand a chance."

She was borderline shouting at him since her anger was uncontainable.

Santiago burst out laughing and then lowered his head to kiss her face. Raeleigh really wanted to pick up the tongs and smack him on his head to knock some decency into him.

However, she couldn't move. What was she to do?

"The noodles will be ready soon," Santiago held her tightly, which greatly irritated her. Raeleigh threw the tongs at him, pushed him away, and lost her balance. Santiago was quick with his eyes and hands and caught her before she fell to the ground.

Raeleigh struggled. She didn't realize how much strength she used before finally managing to push him away. Then, she turned around and stormed off upstairs. Seeing as Raeleigh headed back upstairs, Santiago smiled and resumed cooking.

Raeleigh went back into her room nad slammed the door shut. She leaned against it wearily and gasped, which greatly frightened the others who were sleeping in their rooms. Hadrian was the first to react and quickly shielded Scarlette's belly. He got up and looked at the door. He was very tense as he moved closer to the door. After a while, Scarlette asked, "What's wrong? Did Jepherson come and blow up the house?"

The corner of Hadrian's mouth twitched. He glanced at the woman in his arms. It had only occurred to him that she possessed quite the wild imagination.

"Lie down, I'll check things out. It sounded more like a door being slammed shut."

Hadrian put on his clothes and went towards the door. He pushed the door open and saw Jacky standing outside, staring at Raeleigh's door. Soon after, he heard Santiago ask from downstairs, "Do you have any idea how to cook noodles?"

Jacky looked downstairs before turning around and returning to his room.

Inside the room, Deanna was sitting on the bed waiting for Jacky to return. She thought that her older brother must have come back and kicked the door open, which had nTristany scared the life out of her. When Jacky returned, she asked, "Was it my brother?"

"No, it was Raeleigh and her racket of a door."

"Excuse me?" Deanna looked a lot better today, and she was eating again. The doctor had said that if she didn't eat properly, the baby would become unhealthy. She hoped that her child would be born healthy so of course she would force herself to eat something.

Even if she didn't like to, she did her best to provide her body with sustenance. She forced herself to a bowl of soup and even fed on a list of Jacky-approved meals.

Jacky found her hilarious. No matter how aloof he was towards outsiders, this veneer of his would be stripped off in her presence.

Back on the bed, Jacky pinched Deanna's chin and kissed her. She was still somewhat reluctant, her small hands pushing his face away. With a distance between them, she began to grumble, saying that she had just woken up and had bad breath.

Jacky didn't say anything else. He pulled her close and lifted her up onto his lap. He pinched her chin, pried her lips open, and brought their tongues together, allowing her to wrap herself around him.