Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 1036

Upon their return to the intensive care unit, Raeleigh took a seat while Jepherson had a few words with Santiago. "Don’t you ever hurt her again," Jepherson said before he left.

"No worries, I won't," Santiago said. Jepherson then turned around and left. He had arranged for the hospital to be put under lockdown before he got in the car and left.

At the backyard of the Moore family's home.

"Hey, Cynthia. What can I do for you?" Flynt asked. He headed straight to the backyard the moment he was told that Cynthia was looking for him. He had always been on good terms with his sisters.

"Nah, don't worry about it," Cynthia said while sitting on the bed. "I was merely asking where you have been." Ever since she learnt of Santiago’s passing, she had not got much of an appetite. In fact, she had not been eating for the past two days.

She was aware that Flynt would be back that day. Therefore, she had instructed a servant to get him to meet her as soon as he returned.

"You seem to have lost quite some weight," Flynt said." Are you alright? Let’s go to the doctor if you aren't feeling well."

T m alright, Flynt,” Cynthia said. "Something's been bothering me." Although she had been thinking about Santiago, she wanted to make an excuse that was more plausible.

"What's bothering you, Cynthia?"

They had been sharing their feelings and problems freely with each other ever since they were young. Never had they been distant to one another.

"I got wind that you've plotted against members of the Richards family," Cynthia said after a slight hesitation. "Is it true?" Flynt replied, "Cynthia, why did you bring this up though?"

Cynthia tried her level best to remain composed. "Well, somebody told me,” she said. "And I saw the news on TV. I wanted to know if you're the one who masterminded the murder."

Flynt thought for a moment and said, "I was the mastermind, but I didn't kill him."

"What do you mean?" Cynthia said. She responded to his remark with feigned curiosity.

Flynt stood up and ordered the servants to retreat. Then, he said, "I wanted to hurt him. But Santiago' s a lucky guy. He managed to cheat death. The same can’t be said of poor Deanna. She bore the brunt of my scheme and nearly succumbed.

Santiago' s safe and sound. He's hiding somewhere. News of his untimely death has caused quite a brouhaha across Capital City."

"Right, so what are you going to do now?" Cynthia said. No longer distressed, she secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Since she was worried that her brother would see through her relief, she feigned agitation by knitting her brows. Flynt turned around and looked at Cynthia. "Don't worry about it," he said. "I'll be fine. After all, Santiago's in one piece. I don't think they'll harm me. Not that they can anyway. As much as people are expecting turmoil, I don't think pandemonium would set in so easily in Capital City."

Flynt was rather certain that chaos would not ensue in Capital City.

Cynthia secretly rejoiced. The last thing she wanted was to see Santiago and Flynt in danger.

Cynthia pondered for a moment. Then, she said, "Glad to hear that. Anyway, you've got to stay vigilant. The world is a dangerous place to live in. The Richards family is powerful and influential. We may find ourselves in hot water if we're unable to topple them."

"Over the years, the Richards family has formed many strategic alliances across Capital City. Their family is indeed a force to be reckoned with. I was told that they're on good terms with the Whalen family too. Therefore, it's not easy to bring about their downfall if we aren't powerful enough to begin with."

Cynthia looked at Flynt while she was talking. Flynt then came closer and asked, "Cynthia, you seem rather occupied with matters related to the Richards family of late. Why though?"

Discomforted, Cynthia lowered her head and said, "Well, that's because I care about you. You don't like that, do you?"

"Of course not," Flynt said. "It's kind of unusual though to find you asking me matters concerning the Richards family. Most of the time, you'd ask if I’ m doing well in life."

Flynt had always held Cynthia dear. Hence, her words caught him off guard.

"Whatever," Cynthia said. "Anyway, no matter what you do, safety first."

Feeling weak, Cynthia lay on her bed and tugged on the blanket. Then, she looked at Flynt and said, "Anything else you'd like to share? Otherwise, shoo. Lest you think I'm trying to probe into your private life."