Perhaps this was the state when the love could not be salvaged. It was even a burden to live, so live like the walking dead.
Jepherson asked, "Is my daughter pretty?"
Jolted back to his senses, Xanthus said in amusement, "You should ask the woman who will birth your child. You're asking the wrong person."
Jepherson was still dressed like Callis, but he had peeled off the synthetic skin and trimmed his hair.
The Jepherson at present looked no different from Callis. But once he restored his original appearance, everything was different, even the atmosphere.
Xanthus had no idea of what Jepherson was trying this time. If it was to get close to Raeleigh this time, then he would have been well prepared long ago.
If that was the case, then what in the world was he planning? To have Raeleigh back in his arms or something else?
How could someone plan so far ahead?
"How I wish to take a look at my daughter, even in my dreams."
Jepherson said lightly, interrupting Xanthus's thoughts.
"If you want to see your daughter, go back and ask a woman to birth you one. I can't do anything even if you tell me. Do you actually think Raeleigh gave you a daughter?"
Jepherson looked over at Xanthus; his gaze was unfathomable.
Xanthus did not care. He got up and headed inside while Jepherson said, "If I really find her by myself, maybe you will never see her again."
Xanthus stopped, standing in the dark, and turned to look at Jepherson. "Use your plans elsewhere. Since we Osteen can establish ourselves here, we won't be afraid of your threats. Even if the people coming at us are more powerful than you, I will still say so.
"You'd better leave; I don't want you to be here still when Raeleigh returns."
"If you continue to be stubborn, I will find a way to send Raeleigh away so that you can never see her."
"You dare?"
"Try me."
With that, Xanthus went inside. Jepherson got up and called Jared. "Gather our men. Find my child and Raeleigh, take them away!"
Xanthus stopped and turned to Jepherson. "If you managed to find her, you wouldn't threaten me and hide yourself for so long.
"I'm telling you, Jepherson, Raeleigh's no fool. She only didn't realize you're Callis because she's too nice and her thoughts aren't complicated like yours. She will find out, one day, that Jepherson and Callis are one and the same."
Jepherson's gaze downcasted as he fell deep in thought, then looked at Xanthus, exclaiming, "But I love her!"
Stumped, Xanthus scolded, "You're crazy!"
Hearing that, Xanthus strode back to his room. This was the most absurd love he had ever witnessed.
Raeleigh had repeatedly refused him, yet he still wouldn't give up, showing up again and again. How sinister.
Capital City.
In the nursing home courtyard.
Marissa watched as Trevor sat next to her and drank his tea. She was brought here right after being discharged from the hospital.
Marissa was on the verge of going mad.
Those who come to nursing homes are those who are about to die or are mentally unstable.
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