Go After My Ex-wife
Chapter 848 Do You Need Me To Hug You?

Raeleigh didn't speak but simply stared at the ceiling. She turned and walked round and round, looking at the ceiling, at how it blended with the rest of the designs of the room. The four corners of this room were at a right angle. It meant that the designer had put in a lot of effort. The room was very big. Normally, other angles such as the 60-degree ones will be the preferred choice as it is naturally more stable. However, skyscrapers like this had their own strengthened framework. The designer had to consider utility, maximization of space, and the smooth movement from one end to another. Perhaps, that was why he had chosen the 90-degree angle.

Raeleigh turned around and looked at Jepherson, who had been observing her. She asked, "Is your specialty in interior design?"

Raeleigh had heard some things about Jepherson in the school. Having been forced into a relationship of sorts with him, she naturally had to keep a listening ear for matters regarding him. Jepherson laughed and said, "The Harvey family has a car manufacturing company. This is just some of my ideas, not my actual profession. My profession lies in car science and design." "If that's the case, this is great work." Raeleigh sincerely praised him.

Jepherson retorted, "From a woman's point of view, it lacks some functional elements. If you have any good suggestions for me, then I can add them in. That is, if you are willing to help me." Raeleigh pondered over Jepherson's words. "Can this count as repayment for your help?"

Jepherson hesitated slightly. He knew what she was thinking. The sooner she returned the debt she owed him for his help, the sooner she could distance herself from him.

"That would only have been regarded as 'help' if I were your boyfriend. So, if you think this arrangement is appropriate, then I have no opposition either," Jepherson said this and Raeleigh let out a breath of relief. She then agreed to help him.

Raeleigh thought for a moment. "Do you have the architectural drawing of the building? And the design of the building? I want to have a look."

Jepherson smiled and turned around to call the manager. It was not long before some hotel staff came to the upper floor of the hotel and knocked on the door. A few people came in and put down the drawings and so on.

Closing the door, Jepherson handed the drawings to Raeleigh, who had just come out of the bathroom. Raeleigh sat down and picked up the drawing. She carefully looked at the frame of the building. After a while, she put down the drawing and leaned on it, thinking about something silently. She looked like a beautiful painting. With the intricate designs of the background, she looked like those beautiful and mysterious women in portraits, especially when she was lost in thought.

The silence was broken by a series of phone rings. Jepherson got up to answer the phone. Raeleigh came back to her senses, and saw Jepherson's elegant and long back. Suddenly, an inspiration flashed through her mind, but she didn't hurry to do it. Instead, she continued to think about it.

"I'll have to go back for a while. There are some fruits here. Call the hotel manager if you need anything. He will be on duty throughout the night. Oh, and... call me if anything pops up. Don't stay up too late. Have an Tristany rest. I'll get going."

"You are leaving already?" Raeleigh felt the instinctive urge to stand up. She put her hands on Jepherson, who was about to leave. At that moment, Jepherson suddenly didn't want to leave. He wanted to rush over and hold Raeleigh tightly in his arms.

His blood was pumping and heat was rushing to every part of his body. Jepherson was sore to part with her.

But he just smiled and said, "I have to go back to take a look."

Raeleigh didn't answer, and he didn't approach her either. He was worried that if he did so, then he wouldn't be able to control himself.

Before completely consolidating Raeleigh's status, Jepherson did not want to possess Raeleigh's body so quickly. The woman he wanted had to be willing to belong to him.

He had to go home to take care of some problems and eradicate some of the ancient rules while he was at it.

The road ahead was long and far. Jepherson had to wait for some time.

Jepherson had left with a smile. After the door was shut, Raeleigh took a look at the drawings and continued to ponder over them.

Stuart was shocked. What had the young master done in the room? His smile was brighter than the sun, and fresher than freshly cut flowers.

Raeleigh began to pay attention to the design drawing after he left, and without realizing it, fell asleep for a while. Just when she had fallen asleep, the front door was opened and Jepherson slipped back in. Upon entering the front door, he was greeted by Raeleigh's sleeping figure. He merely adjusted the temperature of the air-conditioning, not wanting to disturb her.

Taking off his coat, Jepherson went to the bathroom to take a bath.

When Raeleigh woke up from her nap, she had not discerned any disturbances. So, she picked up a pen and started designing.

Not long after, Raeleigh had sketched the drawing and modified it. Then, she put down the pen and stood up to stretch and relaxed for a while. She placed her hands on her back when she turned around. Just three metres away, stood a man in a white bathrobe. Raeleigh instantly fell silent.

Raeleigh fixed her eyes on Jepherson, who was dressed in a bathrobe and preparing to wipe his hair with a towel. Her face turned slightly red, and then she turned around.

"When did you come in?" Raeleigh thought that it was most likely when she was asleep just then.

"You were asleep. I didn't want to disturb you." Jepherson walked to Raeleigh while drying his hair. "Were you frightened?"

"Can you remember to knock on the door before you enter next time?"

Jepherson didn't say anything. He walked to Raeleigh's side and looked down at her with a smile. He didn't say anything and went to the other side of the design drawing. He put down the towel in his hand and sat on the couch.

Jepherson was wearing a bathrobe, so it was not difficult for Raeleigh to stay calm. But she still felt a lot of pressure when she was with Jepherson.

Why was he taking a bath here?

Raeleigh went back to sit down. Jepherson picked up the blueprint and looked at it. His handsome face seemed fairer and cleaner, even revealing a rosy and pinkish color. She stared at Jepherson peacefully. It was a miracle the way Jepherson had grown into the man he was. It was a miracle how fair and smooth his skin was.

"Interesting." The corner of Jepherson's mouth curved upwards, and he smiled with satisfaction.

Raeleigh was not sure what Jepherson meant, but she didn't ask more questions. After all, she didn't want to know what he meant.

He then pushed the blueprints to Raeleigh's side. "If you have this kind of talent, then why did you choose to focus on car design?"

"Everyone has their own path and choice. I didn't think too much about it. An architect's job requires many on-site work trips, whereas designing cars can all be done from the comfort of my office, and I much do rather the latter."

Raeleigh's answer rendered Jepherson speechless again.

Mr. Harvey stared into Raeleigh's eyes, to which she neither withdrew from nor refused. They stared into each other's eyes as waves of communication and connection were exchanged between the both of them. After about ten seconds, Jepherson stood up and said, "I'll sleep on the left side, and you sleep on the right side."

Raeleigh's gaze sought Jepherson's. She didn't understand. "There are places to sleep everywhere. Why do they have to share the same bed?"

Raeleigh did not move over but she stood her ground. After hesitating for a moment, she glanced at the couch beside her and said, "I can sleep on the couch."

"Then, you should sleep on the bed and I'll sleep on the floor," said Jepherson as he walked inside. Raeleigh was unaware that he had his own wardrobe here. After disappearing into it for several moments, he reemerged, dressed in what looked like gRhys three quarter pants. She couldn't tell at that point whether it was the pants' original design or if it was just that his legs were too long, making the pants look more like shorts.

His upper body was dressed in a loose and flowy singlet, and his hair had been dried in the air-conditioned room.

Jepherson picked up a pillow from the bed, and then took the blanket from the other bed, put it on the floor, and made himself a simple makeshift mat to sleep on. Meanwhile, Raeleigh stood opposite him, watching him in silence.

"Do you need me to hug you?" Jepherson flashed her a beezy smile. Any other woman would probably have squealed in delight over his dashingly sharp features, what more then if he had treated them as he did her at the moment with such gentle attentiveness? But Raeleigh did not feel anything. She looked at the quilt on the ground, back at the bed, and she then walked over to the bed.