Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 1780

Crevor was strangled to death, his body hung from the chandelier, and his head drooped. Raeleigh's eyes were dull when she came in; she was the reason Crevor was dead.

Crevor's face was bloated and had turned blue. Raeleigh grabbed a chair and took Crevor's body down from the swinging rope. Her heart was broken then; she loathed the world.

Raeleigh had already begun to move the body when Jepherson came in. She wasn't supposed to use her left hand, but she used it for Crevor.

Standing there quietly, Jepherson watched as Raeleigh carefully put the body down and sat on the ground, crying her eyes out as she held Crevor.

Jepherson looked exceptionally awful; never in the world had he thought the love of his life had emotional ties for Crevor. His men came in shortly after, including Jared, saw Raeleigh sitting on the ground, crying.

Raeleigh shed tears for both herself and Crevor, never thinking she would be the end of him.

Raeleigh had cried for some time when Crevor's hand loosened, and a button fell from his grip. She took a gander and picked it up; it was a crystal button from a dress shirt.

Holding the button in the palm of her hand, Raeleigh put Crevor down carefully and looked around the house. Her tears stopped just like that. She fetched a lighter from the table and tore a piece of fabric to light it up, standing next to Crevor.

"In your next life, if you're lucky enough not to reincarnate into a family like the Doyle's, I'm sure we'll be friends."

Raeleigh watched as the fire swallowed up Crevor's body before walking out of his house. She would burn every fabric in sight as she walked out of the compound. There were too many dead bodies here; she could only leave the house to Crevor.

Since he liked it so much.

The main area collapsed as they walked out. Raeleigh turned to look inside, recalling her first meeting with Crevor. She knew he appeared in her life with a purpose, so she pretended not to know him, but she hadn't expected him to fall for her.

Raeleigh got in the car and waited until the whole mansion was burnt to the ground before she ordered the chauffeur to drive away while she stared at the button in her hand.

Returning to the Richards Group Manor, Raeleigh saw Marissa coming out with a few servants by her side as she got out of the car and entered the house.

Marissa paused when she saw Raeleigh but didn't say anything to her, nor did she want to.

Jepherson took a gander at Raeleigh and stepped inside without acknowledging Marissa's presence. Jepherson had lost the patience he once had toward his grandmother; she never even thought to visit Stuart after his misfortune.

Jepherson's departure gave Raeleigh the more reason to leave, so she walked away resolutely.

After a pause, Marissa slowly turned to look at the person leaving. The corner of her mouth twitched, showing a subtle smirk.

That country bumpkin wants to be an elegant swan? What a joke! Not on my watch!

Raeleigh followed Jepherson back to Green Jade Garden. Everyone was still in the house; Jepherson first went to his parents before greeting his grandfather. The others stayed as no one had plans to leave at this time. Jepherson sat down with them while Raeleigh went to Santiago's room, not in the mood to speak.

The TV had been turned on, and the news reported the fire at Crevor's residence. Seeing that, Jacky stood up and said, "I'm making a move; I have something to attend to. Call me if anything comes up."

With that, Jacky walked out, Deanna chasing after him, afraid something might happen to him at this time.

Out the door, she grabbed Jacky and called to him.

Jacky turned to look at her and pinched her face, "Don't worry, nothing will happen."

"You promise." Deanna had never been so afraid. Ever since Lucy's misfortune, Deanna could barely eat or sleep, woken up by nightmares. She was now living in fear, constantly worried that something terrible might happen to Jacky.

Jacky had not been by her side for the past few days. Not even for a single night. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but he had his hands full.