Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)

Chapter 1666

Jepherson's expression darkened. He left his chair and sat next to her, asking, "Have I frightened you?"

Raeleigh shook her head. "You'd have to do more than that."

"Then why did you flinch?"

"An instinctive reaction."

Jepherson pulled Raeleigh over and patted heron her shoulder. "Raeleigh... Sometimes, even I'm afraid I'll lose my mind one day."

"You already are. Is there a need for you to wait?"

Stumped, Jepherson chuckled under his breath and hugged her tight. "I won't let you go even if I die. I'll die with you!"

Raeleigh remained silent; she'd only take it as she had met a maniac.

The day passed peacefully. Raeleigh spent the day in Jepherson's company and accompanied him back to the hotel at night. But for some reason, someone may have divulged the secret or had gossiped behind their back, but when Raeleigh was sleeping at night, Marissa showed up.

Stuart was on his break. The doormen were mere ordinary subordinates of Jepherson's. When they saw Marissa, they did not dare to stop her, nor did they notify Jepherson. It wasn't until Marissa had reached the door of his room that Jepherson received the call and got out of bed.

Jepherson fixed his pajamas and opened the door to see Marissa with Reese by her side. It was pretty scary for them to show up at his door so late at night.

It was commonplace for Reese to follow Marissa out, but it was the first time she witnessed an alluring Jepherson in violet pajamas.

Seeing Jepherson, Marissa gave him a push and barged into the room with Reese following behind, charging towards the bed. Raeleigh was worn out, thanks to Jepherson, so dead asleep that she did not sense Marissa's presence.

Marissa's anger rose as soon as she saw Raeleigh and rushed to her, lifting her walking stick to strike Raeleigh.

Jepherson was quick to react. He stepped forward and blocked her walking stick. He did not grab it, nor did he push it away. All he did was defend Raeleigh as if to say, "You want to lash out? Go ahead, beat me to death."

Marissa thwacked Jepherson on his shoulder with the stick. The blow was firm.

Jepherson frowned at the impact, stunning Marissa to stagger backward. Her hand trembled as she raised her head to gape at Jepherson. "You..."

Jepherson unbuttoned his pajamas to reveal the bruise on his shoulder and gazed at it before fixing his eyes on Marissa. "I've always thought you only disliked Raeleigh. Who would've thought... It isn't that you dislike but hate her."

"If you can hurt me like this, Raeleigh will be crippled if the strike were to land on her, won't she?"

"Grandma, you're vigorous despite your age. You may seem decrepit at usual times, but your strength boosts when giving beatings. That's enough to commit murder, let alone inflict injuries."

Jepherson covered his shoulder and took his time to button his pyjamas collectedly.

He was very disappointed in Marissa.

Marissa gnashed her teeth. "Do I have to remind you that she has a child with another man? You should've asked her to leave if you're a man. What have you been doing all this while?"

"You're right. As a man, I can't let it be. So, I will marry Raeleigh, and in a way as splendid as I can."

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Marissa held her forehead in exasperation, losing her balance, as though she was about to be fainted.

Jepherson rebuked, "Save your act for someone else. I've gone through your health report; you're even healthier than me, nor is there any problem with your heart and brain."

Marissa opened her eyes to glare at him. "Jerry, are you trying to infuriate me to death?"

"No, you're the one trying to do that to yourself."

As he spoke, Jepherson shifted his gaze to those behind her. "What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and help my grandmother out of here. Keep in mind that Raeleigh has poor health and can't withstand my grandmother's scolding. Whenever Raeleigh's here, don't let her in, and don't let them meet each other. If anything happens, you can't afford to bear the consequences."

Marissa was beside herself with a fury that she thumped her chest and stomped her foot.

"Jerry, have you forgotten how I treated you when you were young?" Marissa brought up his childhood, only to receive Jepherson's deathly stare in return. "I have indeed if you didn't bring it up." "I remember being a child, and our family had just returned to tranquillity then. Mom had returned, and Dad was never better; she was even pregnant with Santiago."

"We were happy as a family of four."

"I don't know what was in your mind back then, but you had this self-willed idea to insist on taking care of me rather than letting Mom do it. Mom couldn't defy you. After I left her side, she could barely sleep, tossing and turning all night."

"Mom told you that she could take good care of me with Dad's help, yet you insisted on taking me away from her side."

"It left Mom down in the dumps."

"You took me away and told me Mom wouldn't like me as much after she gave birth to Santiago, indoctrinating me to follow you."

"Although I was young, I knew what was going on."

Marissa began blanching. In the past, she indeed disapproved of her son's behavior of pampering his wife...

"When have I ever said that? You were just a child; you must've misremembered. How can you talk to me like this? Do you know what I went through to raise your father? Do you know how much effort I put into looking after you?"

Marissa shouted at Jepherson, heart- wretched. Jepherson remained callous. "I'm well aware of what happened. It's getting late; send my grandmother home."

Jepherson's gaze was devoid of warmth. He had already tried to wear the best attitude he could. At the very least, he didn't kick her out.

His men came over in a snap to see Marissa off. Marissa forcefully shoved them and yelled, "Get lost. I won't leave today. I want to see what this vamp is capable of."

Jepherson frowned. "What did you say?"

"I said she's a vamp," Marissa repeated without hesitation.

Jepherson nodded. "All right. She's a vamp. But let me declare, I'm going to love this vamp for the rest of my life, and I won't marry any woman other than her. Not only that, in the future, I'll also..."

Raeleigh slowly opened her eyes, calling out, "Jepherson..."

Jepherson paused and turned to look at her. "Did we wake you up?"

"I want to go to the washroom."

Raeleigh got out of bed. She was wearing pajamas, so she wasn't afraid of being leered at. Once getting out of bed, she put on her slippers and headed for the bathroom.

Marissa called out, "Stop right there."

Raeleigh disregarded her words, continuing to make her way to the bathroom. Marissa squinted at that, taunting, "Right, you have the guts. Let's see what you're made of."

"Raeleigh Anson, I'm telling you, we will never let a sl*t marry into our family. Don't even think about it!"

Just then, a few hotel staff had gathered. Learning the incident in Jepherson's room, they all came to check it out.

Jepherson swept his gaze over the crowd and announced, "All of you heard her. My grandmother has gone mad that she starts to act shamelessly."

The crowd kept silent. Marissa slowly lifted her gaze to look at Jepherson with shock filling her face. "What did you say?"

Jepherson took a gander at her without answering. He turned around to get his phone and called the mental hospital.

"Send an ambulance over. There's a crazy woman here; she's off her trolley."