Go After My Ex-wife
Chapter 1292 What is The Eldest Master Doing?

Deanna was disinclined to do so at first. She felt that she shouldn't have kissed him since she had just woken up. Although she didn't really have bad breath and she had brushed her teeth before going to bed...

Moving about too much wasn't good for the baby, and Deanna wasn't willing to give in just like that.

The problem was that women were weak when compared to men. Deanna was starting to reject his foreplay. However, after a little while, she began to respond positively. Jacky gently patted her gently since she was weak. He controlled his pent-up drive and allowed her to straddle him in his lap. Slowly he started to give her what she wanted and made her happy.

On the other hand, Raeleigh felt a breakdown incoming. For more than an hour she squatted in the room before she eventually rose and climbed onto her bed, the physical exertion instantly sapping all of her strength. She fell ill the next day.

She wondered: did she catch a cold? Her night had been punctuated with her coughs as she laid on the bed. The next morning, Santiago called for her to come out, wherein no response was elicited. He then opened the door with a key and upon entering her room, was met with Raeleigh all curled up beneath a blanket. He wanted to fool around and give her a pinch. However, when he peeled the blanket off her, she was as red as an apple in autumn. Santiago didn't say anything and quickly went to rouse Xanthus.

Xanthus went upstairs to check on her and gave Raeleigh an injection. Santiago watched them intently as Xanthus prepared the saline to be injected. When it was time for the injection to be administered, Xanthus asked Santiago to turn around, which he did obediently. After injecting Raeleigh, Santiago asked Xanthus, "What happened?"

"Maybe it's a cold. She seemed to have slept outside the covers last night. Did the two of you have a fight yesterday?"

Xanthus took out some medicine for Raeleigh and prepared the injection while asking Santiago. Although he hadn't seen it for himself, the slamming of the door was enough to speak for itself. Something must have happened.

"It's nothing."

Santiago sat down and looked at her. As she was getting the injection, Raeleigh felt muddled and kept tossing on the bed. Since Xanthus couldn't keep her calm, Santiago held Raeleigh down by holding her hand, assuring her, "Relax. You're fine."

Raeleigh, still in a daze, cried like a child after being pricked by the needle. Xanthus sighed, "Don't cause her any more grief. She's been through a lot. She may look tough, but she's barely holding on as it is. I really don't get what's going on between you two brothers. You regret and lament over her loss when she leaves you, but abuse and mistreat her badly when she's yours."

"If you can't control your obsessions, best to let it go and leave Raeleigh to start anew."

"If you look at things from the standpoint of her family and as her brother, I'm sure that you will see things differently."

"I never thought about taking anything from her because I love her more than I do myself. I do so only because I'm her brother, but the two of you..."

Xanthus packed up his things and gave the order to leave, "You can leave now. I'll take care of her."

"No, I can take care of her," Santiago was equally worried about her. Xanthus put his things aside and said, bemused, "Are you qualified to do so? Just go."

Xanthus's face darkened as he ordered Santiago to leave.

Santiago looked at Raeleigh, who in the end showed no signs of stirring.

Lying down on the bed, he held Raeleigh's wrist and said, "I won't go. I'll wait for her to wake up."

Xanthus stood up and looked at Santiago, warning him, "You know what, I'm really itching to give you a jab and teach you what death feels like. Maybe then you'll zip your mouth for a change." Santiago gave a lopsided smile, "Feel free to."

Once Xanthus turned towards the bathroom, only then did Santiago check up on Raeleigh. He ran his hand through her hair, unwilling to leave a single strand behind.

Raeleigh's fever was letting up. Santiago took a deep breath and leaned on the bed. When Xanthus came out, he was still leaning on the bed.

"Alright now, Raeleigh's fallen asleep. You can let yourself out."

Xanthus found the Harvey brothers an eyesore. If he could, he would hurl them out the window and watch as they fell to their death stories below. Santiago could read the room, but move he did not.

"You must be tired. Go and rest, I'll stay with Raeleigh. By the way, call the company and let them know she'll have to take a sick day." Santiago did not budge an inch. Xanthus, deeming him a lost cause, turned around and stormed off.

Staring at the closed door, Santiago called out behind Xanthus, "Raeleigh needs rest. Don't let anyone in."

Xanthus paused. He pushed the door open again and looked at Santiago, leaving one last threat, "You should also leave in a while." Santiago did not reply. Holding his phone, he lowered his head and made a call.

He called Jepherson.

"What's up?"

As soon as Jepherson got into the car with Stella, who had just sat down, his phone rang.

"Raeleigh and I are taking a sick day today. Also, her office is off limits to anyone else."

Santiago then hung up the phone. Jepherson held his phone and looked at Stuart. He ordered, "Start driving."

"Yes, Mr. Jepherson."

Soon, the car started and drove away slowly.

Jepherson looked outside. Stella leaned over and locked arms with him intimately, "Jepherson?"

"I'm fine."

Stella let go and sat back down, feeling secretly euphoric.

However...

When the car arrived at the entrance of the company, Jepherson didn't get out. Instead, he looked at Stella, who had gotten out of the car and said, "Stella, I'm going to check up on Raeleigh. Stuart will be your escort for lunch."

Stuart got out of the car and quickly went to stand next to Stella. Without even having a chance to reply, the car zoomed away. Jepherson was gone.

Stella was bristling with anger, but she kept smiling. She looked up and muttered in her best attempt at acting casually, "What's the matter with him? He's acting so weird this Tristany in the morning!" Unfortunately, Stuart wasn't a very talkative person. He always kept his mouth shut.

"Miss Stella, let us go."

"All right."

Stella looked at Jepherson's car, then turned around and walked away.

It didn't take long for Jepherson's car to arrive at Raeleigh's home. After coming to a stop, Jepherson got out. He walked towards the door and looked at the security pad on the door. After thinking for some time, he raised his hand and entered a string of numbers. The door clicked open, allowing him to walk into the villa.

The driver sat in the car and shook his head. He couldn't help but marvel at Jepherson's intelligence. He was really amazing. No wonder he was the head of the family.

As Scarlette was relishing some fruits, she saw Jepherson come in from the front door. She got off her chair and attempted to stand up to greet him.

Her belly was so swollen that she had to hold it as she spoke.

"Mr. Jepherson."

She was a little nervous. Although she was already divorced and Hadrian had promised to retire from his job as a bodyguard, she was still very worried. Therefore, she didn't really know how to face Jepherson This was true especially now since she hadn't informed him about Deanna's pregnancy or about Raeleigh being sick.

From her point of view, there were some things that didn't need to be said.

But from his point of view, even the smallest scrap of news should be reported. Scarlette was clear that this was what he expected, but now...

It was like she had been caught red-handed stealing something. She was at a loss.

Jepherson's deep eyes glanced at her as he said, "Don't be nervous or you'll affect the baby. Just pay me no heed."

As he tried to assure Scarlette, he looked upwards and started walking upstairs. Her response falling behind, Scarlette turned around and watched Jepherson head upstairs. This was really strange, she thought. What was he up to?