Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)

Chapter 1654

Emerging from the car, Raeleigh followed behind Jepherson into the hotel. She was surprised he even knew which room to go to.

Following him into the room, Raeleigh looked around and asked Jepherson, confused, "Why did you bring me here?"

Jepherson walked to the side and drew the decorative curtains used to cover the wall. Behind it was surveillance footage of the room across them, where they could see several parts of the room.

Stuart was giving Lucy a cold shower.

"Lucy, Lucy..."

Raeleigh could even hear their conversation. Lucy was drenched, finally regaining a little bit of consciousness in the water.

Opening her eyes, she looked at Stuart and placed his hand on her face. "I'm burning; how?"

Stuart inquired, "Why had you gone drinking?"

"The manager asked me to."

Lucy transferred to the training center as an assistant; she had to follow the manager's orders.

Stuart's face fell. "How dare he touch you!" Holding Stuart's hand, Lucy caressed it against her face gently to alleviate her suffering. She was burning up...

As Stuart bent down to carry Lucy out, she tugged on him, pulling him into the bathtub with her.

They were fine, but Lucy scrambled on top of Stuart. His instinctive reaction was to get up, but he ended up embracing her.

"Lucy..."

Stuart called out to Lucy, who merely sat fixing her eyes on him in silence as she removed her clothes and kissed him on the face. Stuart gave her a push but to no avail. He then hugged her and flipped over.

They were in the presidential suite, so they had everything they needed there. Even the bathtub was specially designed to fit the aesthetic; it was large enough for a swim, let alone two people.

Seeing the two share an intimate moment, the flames igniting with just one spark, Raeleigh didn't know what to say. Perhaps Jepherson was clear that Stuart had been deeply in love with Lucy over the past two years, just that he found it hard to express himself.

So Jepherson gave them a push. Otherwise, with Stuart's temper, he wouldn't tap into that amorous alter ego.

Technically speaking, Stuart shouldn't have known what was going on with Lucy after she was transferred to the training center, so how did he know?

The only possible explanation was that Stuart had arranged people to keep an eye on Lucy.

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If he had not fallen in love with her, he would not have been so unwilling to part with her.

Stuart suddenly got up from the bathtub and stripped off his shirt. Lucy leaned back and looked at his face before she removed what was left on her as well. Seeing that, Raeleigh covered Jepherson's eyes with her hand and drew the curtains before moving them away.

Amused, Jepherson chuckled under his breath. "You scared?"

"Lucy is!"

Only then did Raeleigh check out the facilities in the room before sitting back down. They hadn't eaten yet.

"What are we having for dinner?"

"You don't want to leave?"

"I think you should remove the surveillance cameras here first, lest you leave evidence."

Raeleigh waited as Jepherson called to have their dinner brought up. They rested after their meal. Staring at the red curtains, Raeleigh thought of the sensual scene in the bathroom and took out Lamarre's sketch that she brought with her and wrote down the word love.

Sitting aside, Jepherson looked over, his gaze downcasted, amused, "Is that your name for the car?"

While sketching, Raeleigh answered, "I think I have an idea what Lamarre wanted to leave behind."

Raeleigh recalled Lamarre's poignant relationship and thought the legacy he wanted her to lengthen was love and resolve.

Perhaps Stuart and Lucy's relationship was the epitome of it.

There would always be reasons stopping two lovers from being together; it didn't mean they could be together just because they loved each other.

Raeleigh had already figured out the name of the car, like love, never set nor predictable.

Beneath 'love' Raeleigh wrote, Flow Cloud!

Jepherson stared at the words, spacing out as he smiled, silent.

The rain poured the entire night, and the couple across their room never stopped. Raeleigh busied herself too, working on the sketch the whole night, only falling asleep lying on the table at dawn.

Jepherson got up, carried Raeleigh over to the bed then looked at the sketch. He frowned, then had someone bring over professional tools and made a new sketch, keeping the original for Raeleigh.

Then, Jepherson spent two hours sketching another design and named it Flow Flame.

At ten, Jepherson tidied up, sealed the paper tube, and left a red mark on it, indicating that it was a confidential document that could only be handed to the company's executives.

When Stuart rose in the morning, his bones ached; it took him a few seconds to remember what had happened.

He glanced to the side, and sure enough, Lucy was sleeping next to him.

Stuart lifted the covers and looked down. Lo and behold, they were stark naked.

He covered himself again, turned around to pull Lucy in his arms, and kissed her lips. She simply knitted her brow and scrunched her eyes, worn out.

It was already the afternoon when Raeleigh stirred, and Jepherson had already kept the sketches away when she went to look for hers.

'Tve stashed it away; this is for you as a memento." Jepherson handed her her sketch.

Raeleigh opened it to check; it was indeed hers.

"Thank you!"

Raeleigh put the sketch away and thanked him. Amused, Jepherson asked, "Why aren't you surprised I'd know?"

"There's nothing you don't know. I'm just curious that if you're so good at anticipating, have you ever foreseen when you'll live the life you've longed for?"

Stumped, he left his seat and hugged her from behind. "You don't understand men's world, Raeleigh. It's about responsibilities. Even though self- interest is important, it isn't indispensable. And, sometimes men have to give up dispensable things for the sake of responsibilities."

"The Richards family needs me. If Santiago can return, I will hand it to him."

"Do you really mean it?"

Raeleigh turned around and looked at him. Amused, Jepherson asked, "Are you suggesting power and glory are important to you?"

Staring at him, Raeleigh shook her head after a while. "No, but it isn't useless either."

Jepherson loosened his hug and turned to draw open the curtains. The people in the opposite room had gotten dressed. Jepherson stood there and said, "Stuart can give up a relationship for me but do you want to bet that he'll give it his all after he plunges himself into this one?" Turning his gaze aside, Jepherson asked Raeleigh.

She cogitated momentarily. "I don't."

Jepherson cracked a smile. "We'll see then."

Raeleigh was perplexed, but she didn't inquire any further.

Letting her go, Jepherson called Stuart, who picked it up in no time.

Lucy was gazing at Stuart, who looked at her in turn while answering the call.

"Mr. Jepherson."

Jepherson said, "Come over."

"The hotel?" Stuart asked.

Jepherson replied, "Yes."

Stuart obliged and hung up.