Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)

Chapter 1722

Jepherson looked at Cindy and said, "You can go now. She wants to let the case slide, so I guess it's a crisis averted for you."

"Thank you, Mr. Richards." Cindy hurriedly thanked Jepherson.

Raeleigh slowly looked over at her; she had nothing to say. Why bother herself with someone like her?

After Cindy left, Jepherson fixed his gaze at Raeleigh, who was twisting her spaghetti with a fork.

She couldn't quite understand why Jepherson wanted to have spaghetti again.

Hadn't she had enough trouble with it during their lunch earlier?

Jepherson scooted over to her and took the fork over to feed her, only for her to look at him and say, "It's okay, I can do it myself."

Jepherson said, "If you don't want to hear my voice, I can keep my mouth shut. You can pretend I'm still Callis from Waverly Village."

Jepherson twisted a mouth full of spaghetti and delivered it to Raeleigh's mouth again. She hesitated for a moment before taking the bite.

Jepherson was hell-bent on feeding Raeleigh, who said, "I actually don't like spaghetti."

"I thought you would ask me about that girl."

Stumped, Raeleigh commented, "If it weren't for you, they would be fine. But now, even if they don't need to go to jail or pay the compensation, their future will be bleak."

"Nothing can be accomplished without norms or standards; this is the reality. Rules are rules; they broke it first."

Raeleigh asked, "I broke the rules, too."

"You're different."

"How?"

"You have a man to back you up and protect you, and she doesn't. The person who fights destiny with his whole life is the dumbest."

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Jepherson fell silent, continued feeding Raeleigh.

She stretched out her hand, wanting to take the fork back from him. She was long past the age of puppy love. She didn't find the gesture touching but rather sensationalizing, feeling weird about it as the others in the restaurant looked over at them.

Thus...

She wanted to eat it herself.

Jepherson didn't stop her either. Why fight a losing battle?

Handing the fork back to Raeleigh, Jepherson called the waiter over and asked him to bring a serving of garlic bread and mushroom soup.

He dunked the bread into the soup and stirred it before giving the spoon and the dish to Raeleigh.

Raeleigh put the fork down and accepted the spoon.

While Raeleigh ate the garlic bread and mushroom soup, Jepherson took the plate of spaghetti, which she barely had any of, to his front and ate it using her fork.

He had also ordered a set of steak and foie gras. After cutting them into bite-size pieces, Jepherson fed her some. With her head bowed, she stared at the steak and foie gras, hesitant, but still ate it. After taking the bite, she went back to staring at the table.

Raeleigh was, for some reason, restless. If it was an inevitable accident that she'd fallen in love with Jepherson, then why would she start to have feelings for Callis?

Was it fate?

Perhaps their connection today was not determined by their hearts but by their bodies that had become one last night.

As Jepherson's body flashed across her mind, Raeleigh heaved a murky breath and took a sip of mushroom soup.

"Take care of your hand. I'll be your second for the next few years. You come up with the design; I'll sketch it out. I believe I can do my best to communicate with you. With Bloom Aksea Group under the Richards Group, I'll sign a contract with you. Whatever you designed would be produced by your company. Bloom Aksea Group can leave the Richards Group after three years. And as a token of my sincerity, I will transfer the copyright of Lamarre's final design to you."

"Flow Cloud is your design, and your company will launch it while the Richards Group will release Flow Fire simultaneously."

"You don't have to do this."

"Your hand is injured because of my grandma; this is the least I should do."

Guilt rose whenever he thought of her hand. However, he curbed it in a flash and fed her a piece of steak.

Raeleigh took it without a second thought this time. Putting down the fork, Jepherson took a sip of water before he continued eating the spaghetti.

Raeleigh looked at Jepherson from time to time.

"Why do you insist that I go back?"

"You don't have to anymore."

Stumped, Raeleigh looked at Jepherson with confusion. While eating, he said, "From now on, I'm the chairman of Bloom Aksea Group, and you're my CEO. So your company is my subsidiary here."

"I'll visit whenever I miss you. I want to know if my daughter looks more like you or me."

"I'm not catching." Raeleigh couldn't see the connection between the former and the latter of his words.

Jepherson looked over at her and swallowed before he said, "If I know you'll be far away from danger here, then you should stay. I don't care about this distance; I can take the plane whenever I want to see you."

"If I can't keep you completely away from harm back home, why go back?"

Jepherson's gaze was fathomless, a glimmer of light in his eyes. Raeleigh was slightly lost in thought, and, was that tears?

Jepherson dragged his gaze out the window, lost in thought as he stared at the falling snow outside.

"The greatest regret of my life is that I misunderstood you and harmed Santiago."

Jepherson did not look at Raeleigh when he spoke, but she could make out hatred and anger in his eyes.

After taking a bite, Jepherson turned to Raeleigh and said, "I won't make the same mistake again."

"I heard that there was a kind of person in the world, born with a golden spoon, destined to be rich all their lives, but it would be a lonely one."

"The more he cares about something, the easier he'll lose it. In the end, he'll leave this world alone."

Raeleigh was surprised that his gaze at her was broody as he spoke.

After a long moment of silence between the two, Raeleigh went back to her food.

"What exactly is your relationship with Austin?"

Stumped, Raeleigh looked over at Jepherson. "He's my husband."

Amused, Jepherson commented, "If he's my rival in love, I'll kill him the next time we meet."

Raeleigh's face turned pale. "Don't do that."

"Are you worried more about Austin or me?"

Raeleigh didn't answer but put her spoon down and stared at Jepherson as he wiped his mouth and said, "I have to go back tomorrow. I'll bring you something the next time I come." "Don't sidestep the subject here. We're talking

about Austin."

Raeleigh knew Jepherson wasn't joking; Flynt was the perfect example. His heart had only become colder by the day.

He had never let Santiago's misfortune slip his mind.

He would show no mercy this time.

"What about him?"

"Don't hurt him."

"If he's my rival in love, then only death awaits him."

"What does killing mean to you? Is human life really not important at all?"

"Compared to you, no."

Stumped, Raeleigh sat lost in thought.

Jepherson chuckled, looking all relaxed.

"Who you like is Callis. The next time I come, I won't say a word anymore."

Jepherson sat there, smiling with great seduction.

Raeleigh was unable to move as if she had been straitjacketed with a curse.

They sat just like that and only left after Raeleigh finished her meal.

Out the door, Jepherson scooped Raeleigh into his arms.