Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 1664

"We were classmates."

As Flynt spoke, his eyes fell on Raeleigh, "When have you returned?"

"I don't remember a Mr. Moore in my class. Have you mistaken me for someone else?" Raeleigh exchanged a glance with Jepherson.

Catching the hint, Jepherson smirked before he turned to Flynt. "It seems that Mr. Moore has indeed mistaken."

Stepping forward, Jepherson withdrew his hand from Raeleigh's, placed it on her waist and led her into the restaurant. When they walked past Flynt, Raeleigh turned to look at Jepherson, who was staring ahead.

Raeleigh asked, "Who's he?"

Jepherson replied, "Since you don't know him, don't ask."

Flynt turned to focus his eyes on Raeleigh that had long passed by him and called out to her, "Raeleigh."

Raeleigh came to an abrupt stop, turned around and asked, "How do you know my name?"

Flynt furrowed his brows; his gaze, fathomless.

"Have you lost your memory?"

Raeleigh locked her curious gaze on Flynt. "Sorry?"

Jepherson pulled Raeleigh's hand over to him and turned around, leading her away while announcing, "He thinks you resemble one of his acquaintances."

"Jepherson, what did you do to her?"

Jepherson ignored his question while Raeleigh looked over at Jepherson as the two made their way into a private room. Raeleigh settled on a chair and looked in the direction of the door, asking, "Had he really just mistaken me for someone else?"

Jepherson retorted, "What else?"

Raeleigh said no more while Flynt stood rooted to the spot before he turned around and left.

Later, the manager of the restaurant entered the room and informed Jepherson that Flynt had left. Upset, Jepherson shoved the plates to the side.

The manager approached Jepherson in haste and said, "Mr. Jepherson, we were also surprised Flynt would dine here. He booked the room under someone else's name, which was the woman beside her. That's why he managed to enter the restaurant."

Sitting aside, Raeleigh picked up the menu. "How about a four-course dinner?"

Hearing Raeleigh's voice, the manager approached her and jotted down her orders.

The manager stood in front of Raeleigh, not daring to move. Raeleigh gave Jepherson a kick on the shin under the table. Only then did he say, "Go ahead."

With that, the manager swiftly brought their orders to the kitchen. After the manager left, Raeleigh said, "Now that Flynt has seen me, he won't sit back and do nothing."

"I'd like to see if he has the guts." Jepherson gnashed his teeth, his face cold to the extreme. Raeleigh fixed the table and pointed out, "He can work things out under the table."

With a snort, Jepherson threatened, "If he dares do it again, I'll make sure the grim reaper waves him hello."

Jepherson's curse did nothing to dispel his displeasure, and he had not gotten much of an appetite either.

Raeleigh, on the other hand, ate leisurely.

Rendering Jepherson mesmerized.

"Do you hate me that much?" Jepherson questioned with his eyes squinted.

Raeleigh took a sip of soup and wiped her mouth.

"What are you talking about?"

Jepherson pulled a long face. "Admit it. You hate me to the bones."

"Alright then."

Stuffed, Raeleigh got up to move about in the room. Jepherson didn't focus on the meal but stared at Raeleigh instead, who feinted indifference because it would do her no harm.

Wearing out, Raeleigh suggested heading back. Only then did they leave the restaurant.