Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 1327

After a moment of silence in the ward, Santiago's phone rang. He pried open his bleary eyes and accepted a call from Jacky telling him that he could not get to Deanna.

"I got you."

Santiago and Jacky had already established a tacit understanding.

After receiving the call, Santiago hung up the phone. When he returned, he continued where his nap was left off. Jenna patted him and continued to sit with him. At that time, Jepherson stood up and said, "This matter has not gone unnoticed. I will visit Mr. Whalen later and see what he means by this. When Santiago's awake, ask him to look into Flynt's affairs."

"That's not the most prudent way to go about it," Jenna suddenly said. Hansen and his son looked at her. Jenna glanced at her youngest son, who was still holding her. "Look, Santiago and Cynthia are good friends. I heard that Cynthia has a very good relationship with Flynt as brother and sister. Should we get someone else to do it?"

"Stuart has been injured. Who else should we send?" Hansen asked back. Jenna looked at

Santiago. What a pity!

When a person reached a certain age, their minds would have been different from their previous age, especially women.

They would start to be all sentimental and sad.

Jenna would occasionally act like this in front of her husband, particularly displaying sorrow.

Hansen waved his hand. "Go."

Jepherson glanced at his mother and then turned to leave.

After exiting the door, Jepherson looked around and went around to the door of another ward. He pushed open the door and walked in.

There was no one in the ward, not even Raeleigh. At that time, Raeleigh was making something at the door opposite her. She heard that the door opposite her was opened, which sounded like the door to her room. Then, she turned off the fire and took a look outside. It was quiet in the corridor. Raeleigh looked at the door of her room. After thinking for a while, she walked back and opened the door to have a look.

Raeleigh froze for a moment when she opened the door. Well, who else would it be if not Jepherson? She thought.

"Why are you here?" Raeleigh looked at other places in the room, and making sure that Santiago or anyone else were no where to be seen, fixed her eyes on Jepherson.

"Come here." Jepherson raised his hand and patted the place beside him, signaling Raeleigh to enter. Raeleigh stood at the door, rooted to the ground, and watched.

"Come in." Raeleigh refused to enter, after which Jepherson appeared impatient. The tenderness on his handsome face waned. Raeleigh remained at the same spot, pursing her lips. "I'm in the middle of cooking. If you want to take a breather, then by all means."

Raeleigh said that because she picked up on the signs of exhaustion on Jepherson's face.

Then, she closed the door and went back to the opposite side, intending to continue cooking her soup.

Raeleigh turned on the stove and boiled the soup in the pot. The door behind her opened quietly. Raeleigh's survival instinct activated, she turned around and glanced at the door behind her. The door was closed as it was just then. Raeleigh turned around and went on cooking the soup.

At that time, the strong aroma had filled the whole ward. The ward was not very big, but it was definitely arranged specially for Raeleigh.

Raeleigh drank in the fragrance and thought it was about time. When she was about to turn off the fire, she sensed someone standing behind her. She felt that this person...

Raeleigh wanted to have a look subconsciously. Jepherson held her from the back. "Don't move. I just want to have a hug."

Raeleigh froze for a moment, and she then put down the spoon in her hand and continued to turn off the fire.

"How did you get in?" Raeleigh pulled a long face, not feeling happy at all.

Jepherson held Raeleigh's body tightly in his arms. Regardless of Raeleigh's struggle, he lowered his head, held Raeleigh's ear in his mouth, and bit it gently. Raeleigh raised her hand to push it away. Jepherson held her hand tighter, forcing Raeleigh to raise her face and let her breathe against him.