Jepherson was utterly baffled, his gaze frighteningly chilling. He couldn't help clenching his fists whenever he recalled the incident. Divorcing her was the biggest mistake of his life.
"He didn't die. He left because he had something to deal with, and he sent me out before he left. That's it. Later, something happened to me; he has never given up and kept an eye on me and used the opportunity to take me away."
"He stole my woman then?" Jepherson gnashed his teeth and tightened his hug.
Feeling uncomfortable, Raeleigh pushed Jepherson. "It wasn't his fault. With what happened between us back in the day, I would've still left even if he didn't exist. Capital City wasn't a place for me; I want a quiet life."
"I've been leading my ideal life out there in the past three years."
"We can be too if he wasn't in the picture," Jepherson roared at Raeleigh.
Raeleigh stared at him blankly, "What can't you understand? Capital City is too chaotic. Even if he never came into my life, we would still break up. Whatever's between us has nothing to do with anyone else."
I would've long been dead if it wasn't for him back then!"
"So, you chose to devote your life to him and cast me aside?"
Jepherson shouted at Raeleigh, fuming. Raeleigh yelled in return, "No!"
"Then what is it?"
Raeleigh fell silent.
The complete opposite, Jepherson got up and hurled all that he could in the room, even flipping the coffee table. Staring at the maddened man, Raeleigh sat motionlessly on the sofa, quieter than ever.
It was not until Jepherson was exhausted and everything in the room had been smashed into pieces that Raeleigh stood up, cleaned the room, and took Jepherson's phone to give Xanthus a call, "I'm heading back."
After hanging up, Jepherson gazed at her. "Where are you going?"
"You force me to stay because you want to keep me by your side, but I don't belong here. I've already given you the sketch. As you said, I can choose not to take anything in return. One way or another, I've completed the assignment Lamarre left me, and this is what I owed you as an employee of the Richards Group. But no matter what, I will still have to leave."
As Raeleigh barely had anything to pack up, she grabbed her luggage and headed for the doorat once. As long as she had a passport, she could go anywhere she wanted. Even if she couldn't leave the country, she had to leave the place. If she were to continue to stay with Jepherson, she would lose herself.
Jepherson pulled her arm and flung her suitcase onto the floor, glaring as he stood in front of her.
Raeleigh's eyes strayed elsewhere. "Let me go."
"You've never loved me, have you?" Jepherson questioned, but she didn't answer, standing rooted to the ground.
"Answer me."
Grabbing Raeleigh's chin, his eyes reflected the agony and suffering confined within his heart.
Raeleigh asked, "If I stay and give myself to you, will you let Cynthia go?"
Jepherson gnashed his teeth. "Will you?"
"Is it a yes or a no?"
"Yes!"
With that, Raeleigh took off her shirt, chucked it aside, then stripped off her bra...
Seeing so, Jepherson turned around, facing the door.
Just then, Stuart knocked on the door. "Mr. Jepherson, is everything alright?"
"Yes." Jepherson's tone was absolutely aloof.
Standing at the door, Stuart said nothing more and retreated to his room.
Raeleigh provoked, "I thought you wanted this? I'm giving myself to you now. Why won't you take it?"
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