Jepherson did not answer, staring at the couple, watching as Stuart stopped and talked to Lucy before the two of them walked to a bench. Lucy opened her luggage and withdrew a pair of sneakers while Stuart kneeled and helped Lucy change into them. Embarrassed, Lucy kept refusing as if she was afraid of others making fun of them. However, Stuart still insisted and stashed her heels away before he brought her to Jepherson.
As they reached Jepherson, Stuart pointed out, "Lucy's flight will be half an hour later than ours. Shall I change our tickets or leave first?"
"Raeleigh and I will leave first. You two take the next flight."
Holding the tickets and passports in hand, Jepherson took Raeleigh to the security checkpoint.
Stuart called out, "Mr. Jepherson, you..."
"I know what to do. Mind your own business."
With that, Jepherson had made his way to the security checkpoint while Stuart stayed with Lucy.
Raeleigh looked down at Jepherson's hand holding hers and thought his social circle was, in actuality, narrow. He might seem to have the economy and prosperity of Capital City at the palm of his hands, taking full charge, ruling an enormous world, but in reality, his world was measly.
After embarking, Raeleigh read a magazine in her seat while Jepherson leaned aside to take a nap.
Mid- flight, someone came up to greet Raeleigh before requesting, "May I borrow your magazine? Or we may exchange ours."
The person who inquired was a man in his thirties, dressed in casual yet trendy attire. Raeleigh was about to give the magazine to him since it was not hers anyway.
Before she could reply, Jepherson spoke up, "Excuse me; she's my wife."
The man was stunned, and so was Raeleigh. Following that, he cast an apologetic glance at Raeleigh and sheepishly said, "Sorry to bother you."
With that, he nodded at Raeleigh and returned to his seat. Raeleigh lifted a slight smile in return. Later, Jepherson opened his eyes and rubbed his face. "Come with me."
Jepherson got up while Raeleigh gaped at him in perplexity. "What's the matter?"
"Nothing. Come with me."
Jepherson pulled Raeleigh up and brought her to the lavatory. At the door, Jepherson snaked his hands into her shirt, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her.
"Have you gone mad?" Raeleigh tried to shove him, but he cuddled and kissed her for a while before he let go of her and entered the lavatory. Standing outside, Raeleigh was left in a daze, and before she could return to her seat, he had come out.
After washing his hands, Jepherson brought Raeleigh back to their seats.
Raeleigh hung her head low, fixing her gaze on her hand the entire walk. There were only a few people in the cabin, and everybody saw them going to the lavatory and returning together. Raeleigh noticed the meaningful look in their eyes, which was different from that of before.
Only then did she realize that was what Jepherson had hoped for. He was declaring she was taken.
No one else came up to her for the rest of the flight after she returned to her seat.
After Raeleigh fell asleep, Jepherson started flipping through the magazines. He would never rest while she did.
The plane landed the next morning. When
Raeleigh woke up, Jepherson was covering her ears with his hands.
Raeleigh opened her eyes to see Jepherson doing so. He didn't care about himself but covered her ears and prioritized her instead.
Raeleigh closed her eyes and lowered her head. She didn't help Jepherson in return.
Jepherson then pulled her into his arms and draped a jacket around her head, staring elsewhere.
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