Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 1117

After seeing Xanthus off, Raeleigh made her way into her grandmother's room. Novalie was actually waiting for her. When she saw Raeleigh, she asked Raeleigh to sit beside her. Raeleigh did as she was told and waited for Novalie's question.

Novalie then asked, "Do you feel that you're not related to Xanthus?"

Raeleigh raised her head and looked at her grandmother. "I always thought that I was..."

"No, you're out of your mind. Stop thinking that you're related to Jepherson. You're not. You must not be so irresponsible. You're carrying his baby now."

"I've been through so much, and I'm much more experienced than you. Xanthus is not a bad person. If he was, then he would not have troubled himself to find you over and over again. If he wanted to harm someone, then he could have just asked someone to do it for him."

Novalie understood the situation. She stared at Raeleigh. She did not want her granddaughter to take the wrong path. After all, the baby was innocent and so was Jepherson.

"I know. You should get some rest. I will contact

Xanthus and ask him about it. I'm going to check on Scarlette. She just had an injection." Raeleigh stood up and made her way to the door. She closed the door and carefully thought about the woman in the photo that Xanthus had shown her. Then, she went back to her room and found an old photo of herself. There were indeed a lot of similarities. Raeleigh found a piece of paper and sketched a picture of the woman. Then, she placed it beside her photo for comparison. Whether it was the outline, edges, or eyes, Raeleigh felt that she looked quite similar to the woman. On the contrary, she did not look anything like Jenna.

Raeleigh stayed in the room for a while. Then, she left the room and went downstairs to check on Scarlette. She walked to the door and heard nothing from the room. At that time, she figured that Scarlette was already asleep since it was quite late at night. So, she went back up to her room.

After Raeleigh went back to her room, she placed the two pictures side by side and studied the pictures again. She felt as if she had been separated from the woman in the photo for a lifetime.

Seeing that it was late at night and Jepherson hadn't come back yet, Raeleigh sent Jepherson a goodnight message. After cleaning up a little, she went back to her bed and lay down. She could not stay up late as she was pregnant, but she hoped that Jepherson would be able to get some rest.

Jepherson came home not long after Raeleigh fell asleep. As the car rolled up into the house, Jepherson looked up towards their room, realizing that the lights were off.

After getting out of the car, Jepherson asked Stuart to get some rest while he himself made his way back to his room. He opened the door and found the sleeping Raeleigh, illuminated by the moonlight. Then, he quietly made his way to the bathroom to take a shower. When he emerged from the bathroom, Raeleigh was still asleep.

Raeleigh was unsure how to feel right then. Xanthus was her last hope. If this hope of hers were to shatter, then she would have nothing left.

She stared at the dark wall opposite her and felt Jepherson wrap his arms around her from behind. Raeleigh couldn't help but to ask, "You're back?"

"Did I wake you?" Jepherson asked with a smile and kissed Raeleigh on the shoulder as he held her in his arms.

"You came back before I fell asleep. Did I disturb you?" Raeleigh asked without turning around to see Jepherson. Jepherson shook his head and

turned over to lie on the bed. "Come here."

Jepherson requested. Raeleigh turned over and leaned into his arms. At first, neither of them spoke. Both of them had something on their minds. Then, Raeleigh asked, "How's the thing with Deanna?"

"We've tried our best to find her. We've even put up a missing person's notice. No one will know that Deanna has gone missing. Now, we're just waiting for her to show up. We've arranged for our men to continue searching for Deanna. If something really happened to her, then everyone would have already known that she's missing by now."

"I have a suspicion that it's Deanna herself who doesn't want to come home. I doubt she was kidnapped."

Jepherson placed a hand on Raeleigh's shoulder and gently stroked her. He subconsciously slid his hand down and turned to kiss Raeleigh, but she did not move. He pressed her down onto the bed and lowered his head to kiss her again. He ran his hand along Raeleigh's body and said, "Raeleigh..."