Jacky looked at Raeleigh with concern, "You should rest first. I'll go and see Jepherson."
Jacky turned and walked out the door. Zorion chimed up, "I'll come and take a look too."
"No need. I'll go. You stay here." Jacky instructed as he headed for the entrance of Waverly Village. When Jepherson saw Jacky, he made a move to enter but was intercepted by Harvey. "Don't make things difficult for me, Mr. Richards."
Jepherson didn't force his way in. He just stared intently at Jacky from where he stood. Jacky stopped a few paces away but did not go beyond the village's border to the outside.
"What's wrong with Raeleigh?"
Jepherson had already made his inquiries about what had occurred earlier. Additionally, Stuart had also contributed his own explanation. However, Jepherson was still ill at ease.
"She's fine, but she doesn't want to see you." Jacky replied.
"Let me in."
"Raeleigh helped me before. When your younger brother was alive, the only thing he was worried about was Raeleigh. Now that he can't be here to protect her, I will not leave things alone.
If Rossie hadn't been one step ahead and made it on time, Raeleigh would have come out of the hotel as bare as the day she was born. She doesn't want to see you."
"Even if she doesn't want to see me, her words don't count. You're the one who has the final say."
"Then me not letting you in should be expected."
Jacky turned away and walked back inside the village. Jepherson wanted to follow but was stopped by Harvey once again.
"Stay where you are, Mr. Richards."
With Harvey as a barrier, Jepherson had no choice but stare at Jacky's receding figure.
Zorion walked towards Jacky head on from the opposite direction. He stopped by his side and commented, "You're too meddlesome."
Jacky glanced at him, "You're the same."
After he said that, Jacky continued on his way. Zorion swivelled his head around to look but he had already left his sight. Zorion then headed for the entrance. He had originally planned to let Jepherson in but when he saw that it was Harvey acting as a guard, he moved no further and called out, "Raeleigh's hand is injured, no one is to say anything about it."
That was all he could do. Zorion didn't want Raeleigh to blame him either.
In actuality, it's hard to say what was what when feelings come into play. Not everyone has the ability, and the brave must hold their courage to have no adversaries.
That sort of courage might be applicable in other matters, but if used between men and women, then it would be useless.
Jepherson's face grew as cold as a tundra. He spun around towards the car and sat inside. The driver looked into the rearview mirror. Jepherson sat in the backseat with a deep scowl on his face and his gaze as dark as the abyss. He didn't move an inch away from his seat.
He waited just like that; for three days and three nights, without any food or drink he waited for news about Raeleigh.
Raeleigh was better now. She left the hospital and headed outside. When she saw Jepherson's car as she was doing some stretches, Raeleigh walked towards the front with no hesitation, her thumbs tucked into her buckle.
Jepherson got down from the car the moment he saw her come out from the village. He stopped in front of her, his eyes locked onto her hand, "Does
it still hurt?"
Raeleigh lowered her gaze down onto her own hand and shook her head. "It doesn't hurt anymore."
"I was on my way back when someone held me off. That's why I couldn't make it."
Jepherson gazed at her intently. Raeleigh knew that he would hurry back in his anxiousness, but...
"I know you care about me very much and you did your best to rush back. You're willing to risk your life for me, but the moment someone hinders you...and you have no way to stay forever by my side, or have me stay by yours.
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