Go After My Ex-wife
Chapter 864 Because You Are My Lover

"Hungry?" Jepherson sat down and looked at Raeleigh.

Raeleigh raised her head. "A little."

"What do you want to eat?" Jepherson did not know why her gaze was transfixed on him. He didn't want Raeleigh to feel uncomfortable when she was with him.

"I'm alright with anything." Raeleigh was not a picky eater and ate almost everything. She disliked only food that was overly oily but even then, she would not refuse it. Jepherson leaned against the sofa and was wearing a gRhys attire. Raeleigh found that Jepherson seemed to like this kind of gRhys. Most of his clothes were of this color. At least, it seemed to be from the few times that they have met so far.

"Raeleigh." Leaving the couch, Jepherson put his hands on his lap. Raeleigh raised her head to look at him but she did not agree. However, her attentive eyes showed that she was listening to him. "When you are with me, you can say whatever you want and do whatever you want. You can treat it as if I am not in front of you." Jepherson hoped that he was not holding her in a circle of restrictions.

What he liked and cared about was the living person in front of him, instead of a statue with a good figure.

Raeleigh didn't answer. She stared at Jepherson for a while. "I'm hungry. When are we going to eat?"

Jepherson subconsciously paused for a moment. It seemed that it would be a little difficult for this permafrost to melt.

"Soon, I will go and prepare it, wait for me." Getting up, Jepherson went to take care of it himself. He took off the coat that he had just put on. He then went to the door, opened it, and went out for a while. He said something at the door, and soon returned to the guest room.

After entering the door, Jepherson began to get himself ready. He undid two buttons on the collar of her shirt and pulled his tucked in shirt out of his trousers. He unbuttoned his sleeves and rolled them up in circles. The movement of his arms switching back and forth was dazzling to Raeleigh's eyes. She did not know what she was going to do.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door. Raeleigh looked at the door. Jepherson went to open the door. Stuart wheeled in some ingredients and some kitchen utensils through the door. Raeleigh stood up. Jepherson pushed the two carts through the door simultaneously. Then, Stuart turned and left.

Closing the door, Jepherson took out an apron from the cart and hung it around his neck. He glanced at Raeleigh casually and said, "My mother is good at cooking. I don't know what you like. I'll prepare some for you."

Raeleigh fixed her eyes on the two carts. It was well-equipped with kitchen utensils and all kinds of raw ingredients. It was like a complete miniature kitchen set-up.

"You don't have to go through so much trouble. I can eat anything the hotel prepares." Raeleigh felt that it was unnecessary. Why all the fuss for one meal? Besides, it was already midday and she was really hungry.

She didn't know how Jepherson's cooking skills were. If they were passable, then it would be alright. Otherwise, if he lit the room on fire, then it would be such a hassle. Not only would her hunger not be satiated, if it was very serious, then he would have to pay a hefty compensation as well.

Although Jepherson was very rich, there was no need to joke about this kind of thing.

"If eating is troublesome, then what is not troublesome? There are three meals a day to be prepared and consumed. If that is regarded as troublesome, then we might as well go on a hunger strike," Jepherson said as he pushed the cart to one side. Raeleigh looked around and said, "There aren't any smoke vents in this room."

"How do you know that there isn't one? Did you design this building?" Jepherson felt it was funny. He then took out a chopping board from the cart, together with some carrots and apples. They were pre- washed and so could be used on the spot.

Jepherson found the knives in the middle of the cart. He looked at them for a while and then went into the bathroom to wash his hands before returning, to resume his food preparations.

The vegetables and fruits were cut and placed in a bowl and they were arranged into a fruit salad.

Putting it aside, Jepherson took out two clean lobsters from a pail on the lower deck of the cart.

It was the first time that Raeleigh had seen such big lobsters, let alone eaten them.

Jepherson put the lobsters on the plate and put them in the steamer. During this process, he also prepared some red wine and side dishes.

After a little over half an hour, Jepherson had not only prepared lunch but had cleaned himself too.

Raeleigh sat at the opposite side of the table, not knowing what to do with the knife and fork in her hand. She really didn't know how to deal with this colossal lobster in front of her. Jepherson stood up and sat down beside Raeleigh. He raised his hand and demonstrated it to her. After observing him for a while, she said, "I can do it myself. There's no need to bother you." Jepherson pecked Raeleigh on the cheek, got up, and went to the opposite side of the table and sat down. She lowered her head and focused on the food, as if nothing had just happened. Raeleigh held the knife and fork. She really couldn't see through Jepherson and normally she was quite clear about these things.

After dinner, Jepherson packed up and sent the things to the door, pushed the carts out, came back through the door, and went to the bathroom. He asked Raeleigh to join him for a bath. Raeleigh did not move. She looked at Jepherson and said, "I don't know why you are treating me like this, but I sincerely hope that you will stop."

"How have I treated you?" Jepherson asked quizzically.

"It seems to me that our relationship is quite good."

"So, don't we care about each other?" Standing at the door of the bathroom, Jepherson's handsome face kept smiling. Raeleigh didn't know how to say it to him. Facing his obviously cheeky smiling face, she was annoyed. Who had she provoked to deserve this?

Seeing Raeleigh's troubled face, Jepherson laughed more and his interest was piqued. He asked, "Hugs?"

Raeleigh's face darkened. "Shame on you!"

"Shame on me?" Jepherson stepped towards Raeleigh. "Tell me, do I have a face to be ashamed of? If I do, then point it out to me."

Raeleigh said angrily, "Don't you know whether you are shameless or not? Why should I have to point it out to you?"

"Because you are my lover." Jepherson's words were shocking to the point that Raeleigh was just short of dying of anger.

"Who said I'm your lover?"

"Isn't that it?"

"Who gave you permission?"

"Although I haven't asked for permission, we have already exchanged love gifts. Are you going to deny that too?" Jepherson lowered his head, wanting to obtain a kiss but Raeleigh avoided him.

"Go and take a bath. I don't want to argue with you over this matter." Raeleigh didn't want to be at a disadvantage. She isn't going to get anything beneficial from Jepherson.

However, Jepherson didn't leave. He stretched out his hand to pull Raeleigh. Raeleigh lost her balance and tripped, but she fell lightly and was not hurt.

"Now, you have two choices. One is to go and wash yourself, and the other is for me to wash you. Which one do you choose?" Jepherson lowered his head and blew on Raeleigh's ear. Raeleigh flinched a little Even if she pretended to be indifferent, she was still a woman, so there were some things that she couldn't avoid.

She pursed her lips and raised her hand to cover her face. She did not speak, but she was silently in a tantrum, like a little girl.

Jepherson then released her hand and stopped teasing her. She turned around and went into the bathroom alone to take a bath. After the bathroom door was closed, Raeleigh lowered her hand from her face but she stood rooted to the spot, facing the door, in a daze.