Go After My Ex-wife
Chapter 968 Bashing Up

In the school clinic.

"How is he?" Raeleigh hurriedly asked Xanthus as she looked at Santiago, who was lying in the treatment room. Xanthus was currently examining him.

"It's nothing. It's just a scratch. However, I suggest that the two of you go to the hospital for a thorough examination. You must not take this lightly. I can't be sure that there isn't a bone fracture," Xanthus said frankly. He was as handsome as usual.

Raeleigh thought for a moment and turned to look at Santiago. "Are you able to walk?"

Santiago sat up and said, "Do I look like I am unable to walk?"

Santiago was already on his feet as he spoke.

"Then, I'll accompany you to the hospital for a thorough examination." Raeleigh reached out to help Santiago out of the treatment room. Xanthus washed his hands and seemed to remember something. He turned back to Raeleigh and said, "There is an orphanage nearby. It caught fire many years ago. Have you guys heard about it?"

Raeleigh stopped and raised her head to look at Santiago. She asked, "Have you heard of it?"

Santiago frowned and turned to ask Xanthus, "Why are you asking this?"

"I'm looking for someone. That orphanage is my last clue." When Xanthus spoke, he subconsciously looked over at Raeleigh before looking at Santiago.

"I haven't heard of it," Santiago answered and turned to go outside. Xanthus wiped his hands, turned around, and continued with his other matters.

Outside the door, Santiago asked Raeleigh, "Do you know which orphanage he was talking about?"

"Yes," Raeleigh answered. Santiago looked at her and said, "Since you know, then why didn't you tell him?"

"I don't know much about the fire. I heard about it from your brother. He told me yesterday," Raeleigh said, supporting Santiago as they walked. Santiago chuckled. "Some people are really silly." "Why do you say that?" Raeleigh did not know why but she was very curious to know about Jepherson's connection with the orphanage. She always felt that it was somehow related.

"Why don't you ask him?" Santiago looked down at his leg and did not answer Raeleigh's question. They slowly made their way to the outside of the school. By then, it was already past ten o'clock and Raeleigh was worried that they would not be able to get a taxi.

"Why don't you call someone to pick us up?"

Santiago quickly made a phone call. Not long after, a car came to pick them up. If Raeleigh remembered correctly, this was the car he had used to intimidate her the other day.

Raeleigh looked at the car and then at Santiago. How could he be so shameless?

A young man got out of the car and opened the door for them. The two got into the car and were driven to the hospital.

After getting out of the car, Raeleigh accompanied Santiago while the doctor gave him a thorough examination. Once the results were out, only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.

The results showed that everything was normal. There was nothing wrong with Santiago.

"It's getting late. Why don't we spend the night at the hospital?" Santiago sat outside the corridor with his legs crossed. Raeleigh had never seen such a person before.

Compared to Jepherson, Santiago looked more like a gangster.

There was another person accompanying them. When he heard Santiago's words, he immediately went to arrange it.

Soon, the person returned to inform Santiago which ward he would be staying in. Santiago stood up and leisurely walked over to the ward. He pushed open the door and walked in. The first thing he did was to take a shower.

Raeleigh stood in the ward and did not know what to do.

About ten minutes later, Santiago emerged from the bathroom, dressed in a loose nightgown. He tied the belt as he came out.

He then walked over to the bedside, lifted the quilt, and threw it at the foot of the bed. He lay down and took out his cell phone. Pointing at the bed beside him, he said, "It's getting late. You should sleep soon, or else it'll affect your skin."

Raeleigh stood at the side blankly, as if she had heard a joke. However, she went over to the bed and lay without taking off her clothes. She then pulled the quilt over herself and turned to look at Santiago. At that time, Santiago was talking on the phone, ordering someone to investigate what had happened to them earlier.

Raeleigh could not fall asleep at first. Then, she gradually fell asleep while listening to Santiago. When she woke up, it was already dawn. It was Santiago who woke her up.

Raeleigh sat up on the bed and ran her hand over her face. She fixed her big watery eyes on Santiago.

"Have you taken a fancy to me?" Santiago lowered his head. He had already changed into a new set of clothes.

He was wearing beige cropped pants that were loose-fitting with two pockets. He paired it with a white sleeveless top that was a little sheer.

Santiago's skin was relatively fair. He was tall and had a good temperament. He always had a smile on his face. Raeleigh was a little at a loss when she saw him.

She briefly looked around the room, ignoring Santiago's words. Then, she asked, "What are we doing in the hospital?"

Santiago raised his hand and caressed Raeleigh's head as he asked, "Have you lost your memory?"

Raeleigh was speechless. She remembered exactly what had happened the night before.

"What time is it?" Raeleigh immediately got out of bed, put on her shoes, and ran into the bathroom to wash her face. Once she was certain she was wide awake, she finally emerged from the bathroom. As soon as she came out of the bathroom, Santiago threw his dirty clothes on her face. She hurriedly caught it and held them in her arms. Then, she looked at Santiago, who was already at the door. "Let's go," Santiago said as he walked out. Raeleigh lowered her head to have a look. Then, she followed him out as she held his dirty clothes in her arms.

Once they exited the hospital, they hurriedly got into the car and made their way to a restaurant for breakfast. After they finished, they went straight to the dry cleaners to drop off his laundry. Santiago asked one of his men to wait for his laundry while they made their way back to the university.

After getting out of the car, Santiago sent his men away and went straight to class with Raeleigh.

When they entered the lecture hall, everyone was silent. Santiago glanced at the room and then made his way to his seat. He glanced at Flynt and said, "Last night, I was nTristany hit by a car. I was wondering if you saw what happened?"

"How would I know?" Flynt laughed.

"It's good that you didn't see it. I'm a vengeful person. If someone provokes me, then I'll be sure to fight back twice as hard. If you find someone to hit me, then I can also do the same."

While they were talking, the lecturer entered the room and everyone turned towards the front. All of the students were scared out of their wits as they lowered their heads.

The lecturer was very satisfied with the attitude of the students that day. It could not have been any better.

The lecturer left as soon as the bell rang. Raeleigh closed the book and looked at Santiago, who was fast asleep.

Deanna stood up, went over to Raeleigh, and asked, "Why did you two come together?"

"Yesterday afternoon, as we were walking back to the dorm, a car rushed out and tried to hit us. He was hurt, so I accompanied him to see the doctor."

"A car hit you?" Deanna widened her eyes in horror as she stared at Raeleigh. She was afraid that she was hurt.

Scarlette was so frightened that her face turned pale. Why didn't Hadrian mention this matter to her?

Zorion, who was standing aside, looked at Flynt, who was silent on the opposite side. Flynt then stood up and went outside.

"I hope this matter has nothing to do with you. If I find out that you were involved, then there will be serious consequences," Zorion warned. His voice was so cold that it drew everyone's attention. "Such unbridled arrogance requires a reason for it as well. I hope you all know what you are doing," Flynt said as he walked out the door. Santiago stood up from the table and looked at him with a frown. Zorion looked at him and said, "I told you not to provoke him, but you didn't listen. If something happens, then how are you going to explain it to Jepherson?"

"There's no need for you to explain it to him. I'll explain it to him myself." Santiago's attitude was not only haughty, but it was condescending, even more so. Zorion frowned deeply and said, "I think you need some bashing up."