Go After My Ex-wife
Chapter 891 Scarlette Did Not Give A Chance

Jepherson left the Cole family and returned to the Harvey Group Manor. The first thing he did on the way was to call Raeleigh.

Raeleigh froze instinctively when she answered the phone, nipping to the bathroom. After that, Jepherson sent a text message to Raeleigh.

The content was very simple: "Everything is in order."

Raeleigh did not reply. She felt that there was no need for her to reply him. Holding the phone, Jepherson looked out of the window with satisfaction, the expression of a young man who did not know worry. Stuart sat in front of him and asked, "Mr. Jepherson, are you sure we don't need to tell anyone about this?"

"Stop meddling." Jepherson glanced at Stuart, his eyes full of contempt and impatience. He shifted his gaze away and continued to stare out of the window.

Raeleigh came out of the bathroom and noticed that Scarlette was standing outside the door, waiting for her turn. When she saw Raeleigh coming out, she hurried in.

Raeleigh could only shake her head, then went to the other side of the bed, lifted the quilt, and sat down on the bed.

Raeleigh was an introvert. When others did not speak, Raeleigh could remain silent all the time. Even if others did, Raeleigh would make still her appearance inconspicuous.

This was different from other girls. Scarlette loved to mess around with Deanna. On the other hand, Raeleigh was not like them, as she spent most of her time reading. It was as if there was a treasure in her book. When Raeleigh read, she could be immersed in it for a long time. If no one disturbed her, she would be able to read without a care for the world.

Zorion was not a person who liked to mess around, and Deanna's character was just the polar opposite of his. There were very few people they had come into contact with since childhood. As Deanna liked to play, Zorion would accompany her. Deanna now had a new friend, Scarlette. Hence, she had long ignored Zorion.

Zorion leaned on the bed, looking at Raeleigh. Raeleigh also felt that he was looking at her, and very intently at that. Nonetheless, she did not want to pay attention to it because she could not do much about it. It was time for dinner. Someone knocked on the door of the ward. Zorion stood up and walked toward the door. When he opened the door, Raeleigh also looked up.

Zorion moved a little. The maid pushed the multi-layered cart into the room from the door. Raeleigh put down the book in her hand and got out of the quilt. When she got down from the bed and took a look at it, she helped out.

"Let me do it," Raeleigh said, as she was going to push the cart. Then, Zorion chimed in, "It's ok. You stay put. You shouldn't be using your hand much."

Raeleigh took a look at her bandaged hand. "It's all right now. My hand has begun to recover these two days. It's a little itchy inside."

The purpose of Raeleigh's words was to make Zorion feel assured. On the contrary, Zorion's handsome face showed a trace of worry. He let go of the cart in his hand, took Raeleigh's wrist, and examined it. Then, he knitted his eyebrows tightly. "Does it hurt?"

Raeleigh shook her head. "It's ok. It might be lipoma."

"Lipoma?"

Zorion did not understand the correlation between lipoma and it being itchy. He looked down at Raeleigh's mummified hand, with the bandages and all, then turned around and ordered, "Call the doctor." Raeleigh froze for a while and followed him to the door. "Let's have our meal first. There's no need for us to go. My hand is fine."

"We'll be more at ease if we check it out. We can eat later." Zorion was not very hungry. He turned to Raeleigh and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Raeleigh shook her head. She did not do anything all day. How could she be hungry?

Their breakfast was at seven o'clock. It seemed that all she did was eat, and she could have gained two pounds in the past two days.

Raeleigh knew that Zorion's family background was good. However, she did not expect that it was so good that several chefs would prepare their meals every day.

Raeleigh could not imagine how Zorion and Deanna would react when they saw her life with Novalie. Moreover, she could not imagine what their world would be like.

"Zorion, is the food here?" Deanna had just gone to the bathroom with Scarlette. After washing her hands, she saw a cart and hurried over. She had been messing around with Scarlette the whole day, so she was hungry. Sometimes, she would feel hungry again after eating, unlike Raeleigh, who always sat quietly reading books. It would be strange if she did not gain any weight.

"It's not just food. It's a proper meal," Zorion corrected Deanna. He thought that the way she said it makes it sounds inelegant..

Deanna stuck out her tongue and wanted to start eating.

"Why are the both of you standing at the door?" Seeing that Zorion and Raeleigh were walking out, Deanna was full of curiosity.

"It's nothing. You both can eat first. You can go too." Zorion pointed in the direction of the dining cart with his chin, indicating that Raeleigh and Deanna were going to have dinner together. Raeleigh stood at the door without moving.

Although Zorion was the same age as Raeleigh, as an elder brother, he had a glorious mannerism like an adult. In fact, Raeleigh appreciated people like Zorion very much. He was responsible and reliable. "I'll wait with you, or you can accompany me there." It was time for their meal. Zorion stood at the door of the ward waiting for doctors, which made Raeleigh feel sorry for Deanna.

They were neither relatives nor friends, so there was no need to.

"Where are you going?" Whenever Deanna heard anything, she would ask for clarification.

Raeleigh turned around and looked at Deanna. "My hand itches a little. It seems to be a lipoma. I want to visit the doctor to have it checked."

"Can't you eat first?" Deanna looked at Raeleigh with her big watery eyes. There was no doubt that she was innocent.

Raeleigh felt happy and wanted to laugh whenever she saw Deanna. She did not know why, but she would always be in a good mood when she saw her. Perhaps it was because Deanna was harmless by nature. People whom Raeleigh had met since her childhood were so calculative and scheming. It seemed that as long as they were human, and as long as she knew them, everyone would approach her with a purpose. As such, Raeleigh would rather know no one. That was why she did not have any friends. As for those people, she kept a respectful distance from them.

Zorion glanced at the two people in the room. "Wait for us. We'll be back soon."

"Okay, let's leave some food. We won't eat too much," Deanna answered obediently, but she was famished.

"No, just eat. I'll take Raeleigh out to eat." On the one hand, Zorion was worried that Deanna was reluctant to eat; on the other hand, he wanted to go out for a walk.

He was always cooped up in the hospital, and it was taking a toll on his mental health even though he felt fine physically.

Raeleigh's character was different from Deanna and Scarlette's: She was too quiet.

Zorion intended to take Raeleigh out for a walk.

Deanna replied with an understanding expression, and her big eyes rolled around.

If it were during normal times, Deanna would make a fuss and tag along. After all, the Atkinson family's siblings were like conjoined twins: They would definitely be together as they walked in and out.

This time around, Deanna sat down and uttered, "I'm a little sleepy. I'll go to bed after the meal. You both can go ahead. By the way, send two more people to protect me."

"Then, I'll go with Raeleigh." Scarlette could see through Deanna's mind, which was all the more reason why she could not give Zorion the chance.