Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 1817

After disembarking, Raeleigh and Santiago did not head for the hotel but rented an ordinary black car and drove to another destination.

Raeleigh was unsure of the altitude. She only knew that the surroundings were shrouded by mist and there were tea plantations and bamboo groves all over the mountain.

Santiago said that there was a sea deep behind the bamboo groves and he was going there.

Raeleigh was bewildered by his words. Her eyes were marked by a look of strangeness when she gazed at him.

It was just that the road was bumpy. Santiago, who used to be a high-spirited boy, vomited all along the way. Getting out of the car, he bent down on the ground, unable to get up. The car followed behind them slowly as they trudged along the rugged mountain path.

The reason he had to go up there was beyond her. He said that they had to walk up to the peak. However, she thought it was more difficult than climbing up there.

Finally, they reached the mountain peak. Santiago sat down and could no longer move. Raeleigh had

to admit that there was indeed a magnificent view here, but she doubted its worthiness for him to plod all the way up to here.

"Santiago, have some water."

Raeleigh took out the water for Santiago to drink. After drinking, Santiago leaned against a rock for a moment. Only then did he feel that he had regained some energy. He looked around for a bit, realizing that there was an advantage with this place being secluded. The scenery was pleasing and the air was fresh, making it a perfect haven of tranquility.

Raeleigh stared at Santiago blankly. "Why do you want to come here?"

"To look for someone."

Subconsciously, Cynthia came to Raeleigh's mind. She heard that Cynthia had come to Capital City, but Cynthia returned to her hometown in the countryside when something happened to the Moore family. Soon after, the government seized the countryside.

It was like Cynthia vanished into thin air.

"Are you looking for Cynthia?"

Santiago raised his eyelids to look at Raeleigh. "Which eye of yours saw it?" "Didn't I tell you that I'm here to look for somebody?"

"Then what are you doing here?"

Raeleigh was rendered speechless. She gave up on the inconsistency of his words.

"Can you walk now?"

"Yes, give me a hand."

Raeleigh bent down to help him stand up. Getting up, he rested one of his hands over her shoulder and put half of his body weight on her. She held him with one hand and the luggage with the other. She did not even know how they managed to slog through those few last steps.

There was not a single village around here, though there was bamboo everywhere.

Raeleigh was perplexed, wondering if Santiago intended to leave after coming to such a place.

Santiago guided Raeleigh to go forward and finally, they saw someone. There was a small bamboo house and a girl in her twenties. She was busying herself with her chores and was stunned at the sight of strangers. Raeleigh could tell from her that this was the residence of an ethnic minority.

But, why was it deserted here? She pondered on this.

"Who are you?"

The girl came over and asked the two of them with an accent from Capital City. Her pronunciation was very accurate.

Raeleigh's eyes fell on Santiago. She had no idea why they came here and he was the only one who could answer it.

"We're looking for Flencer Cook."

"Grandpa?" The girl was a little bit surprised. She looked around and asked them to wait a minute while she went into the house. Soon, she came out with an old man. He took a gander at the two by the door of the house. After that, he said something to the girl, then he turned around and went back. The girl then rushed and talked to them.

"My grandfather told me to let you guys in."

Santiago took Raeleigh in. He sat down on the bamboo chair, whereas Raeleigh stood aside.

Notwithstanding his age, Flencer was a brawny man. He appeared to be 70 years old, but Raeleigh felt that he must be older than that.

At the moment of meeting Flencer, Raeleigh had already known what was going on.

"Which one of you needs treatment?"