Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 1719

Raeleigh thought he was on crack. The most unfortunate thing in her life was to have met Jepherson. Were it not for him, would she have been such a pushover?

"I appreciate your kindness, Mr. Richards. Even if I want help, I'd ask my husband, Austin, and not you."

Jepherson's face sank, and he kissed Raeleigh on her lips before continuing to work, surprisingly not upset. Stumped by the kiss, she stood up and sat back down.

The workload was now less heavy with Jepherson's help.

It was indeed a burden, given that she could barely do anything with only one good hand.

Thanks to Jepherson, she could at least take a break, so she didn't stop him. There was way too much for her to go through.

When it was time for lunch, Jepherson snatched the pen in Raeleigh's hand and shoved it in his breast pocket.

"You..." "Alright, take a break. Why waste your time when you can only do this much?"

Jepherson's heart ached for Raeleigh. She had to use twice the effort with only one good hand, and he could only worry by the side.

After checking the time, Jepherson stood up, glanced through a file, and went to her office phone to call the reception.

"Order takeaway to the president's office."

After hanging up, Jepherson lugged a pile of documents and sat down on the sofa, focusing on them.

Sitting in her chair, Raeleigh watched in silence as Jepherson worked away.

By the time the food was sent to Raeleigh's office, he had already read through more than a dozen of them. He couldn't be distracted if he had to look through them meticulously yet quickly.

Raeleigh kept silent the entire time, sitting in her seat. She admitted Jepherson was charming, and his heart had always belonged to her. Her heart wasn't made of stone either; she was well aware of all he had done for her, but she genuinely couldn't go back with him.

Capital City was like a cursed place for her; she dared not even take a step closer.

As for the child he kept talking about, she could only apologize to him.

"Like what you're seeing?" Jepherson asked, his eyes never leaving the files.

His question got her stumped for a second, and next came a knock on the door; she went to answer it. The delivery guy nodded a greeting and smiled at Raeleigh before proceeding to give her their lunch. Raeleigh signed the receipt, and he left.

After the man left, Raeleigh put their lunch on the coffee table.

Jepherson put the pen away and moved the documents aside to make room for Raeleigh.

Raeleigh took the food out of the bag one by one. With only one good hand, she couldn't do most things like she used to. Jepherson's heart wrenched, seeing her like this!

Raeleigh pushed a plate of spaghetti to Jepherson. She couldn't bear to be so cruel to him.

Her heart had softened facing his repeated extortion. Even she thought she was a lost cause.

Perhaps she could still be saved if she ended the relationship with a clean cut.

But if he refused to leave, what could she do?

Raeleigh couldn't exert any force on her left hand, so she had to rely solely on her right. Because of that, she took great pains to open her food

container.

After watching her struggle for a good several seconds, Jepherson helped her out in the end, opening the container and putting a fork in it. Raeleigh thanked him and began eating.

Taking a gander at her, he fed her some sides.

Stumped, she looked over at Jepherson and said, "It's fine- mmph..."

Not waiting for her to refuse, Jepherson shoved the food into her mouth. Reeled, she fixed her gaze at Jepherson and could only swallow.