Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 1645

After packing up, they grabbed something to eat and hit the road that evening.

Jepherson drove while Raeleigh slept. She was dead asleep the first half of the night; later, they took a break at the rest stop, and Raeleigh took over the wheel after she had some water.

In the car, Raeleigh reminded Jepherson, "Fasten your seat belt. We will arrive in the morning."

"Go slow. I'm still here."

Jepherson wasn't afraid of death but worried that she didn't want to live.

Raeleigh was amused but said nothing, feeling confident.

Stumped, Jepherson adjusted his seat and put his hand on Raeleigh's thigh, leading her to look at it. "I feel more at ease like this. Otherwise, I wouldn't know what you're doing," Jepherson said.

Raeleigh started the car and continued their journey. Jepherson slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep comfortably.

Raeleigh's driving speed was not what one would call slow. There weren't many cars on the road late at night. As long as there was no fog, she wouldn't

slow down.

However, there happened to be a heavy fog, so she slowed down and followed the other cars.

It was already two when Jepherson roused. It wasn't until she saw him waking up that she took a sip of water.

Jepherson looked ahead and at the back, asking, "Traffic jam?"

"Maybe something happened to another car. Otherwise, there wouldn't be a traffic jam. This is my first time seeing such a heavy fog."

Raeleigh had often driven abroad, but she seldom came out at night.

"I'll take over."

Jepherson intended to get off, but Raeleigh shook her head and said, "Better not; there are cars all around us."

"Why are they so close to us?"

"The fog is too thick. They probably didn't expect there to be so many cars ahead, so it'll be too late by the time they stop."

Raeleigh followed the traffic, her car slowing to a crawl; she had to move. But who knew they would get stuck in traffic.

Jepherson brought the car window down and took a look at the front and back. "We might be reaching a toll station; there's a rest stop a mile ahead of the exit. Well wait there until dawn and after the mist lets up."

"What a bother. Why did we leave at night?"

Raeleigh suddenly regretted hitting the road at night.

Amused, Jepherson said, "No one's blaming you."

"It has nothing to do with blaming. Even if you didn't say it, I should have known it wouldn't be easy."

"Still so humble."

The two talked. As long as they did not broach any personal subject, their conversation wouldn't end with a fight.

The fog didn't show signs of dissipating, and they did move too far ahead either. They stayed in the car until sunrise and drove off when the cars ahead of them did.

Because of the traffic jam, they reached Capital City half a day late, with the expected timing to be morning, and ended up three in the afternoon.

Moreover, they were both exhausted; Raeleigh was still resting when they arrived in Capital City.

Jepherson stopped the car at the entrance of the hotel but didn't get off. Stuart hurried over and was about to open the door when Jepherson raised his hand and placed it in front of his eyes, gesturing for Stuart to stay away. Stuart glanced at Raeleigh, who was sleeping soundly inside the car and backed away.

After that, Stuart had been watching Jepherson lying in the car with his seatbelt fastened. Raeleigh was dead asleep, so Jepherson dared not unbuckle his seatbelt, worried that there would be noise.

Stuart frowned and looked at Raeleigh from time to time.