Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 860

When Raeleigh got out of the car, Jepherson immediately held her in his arms. He undid his coat that he had taken off and wrapped Raeleigh in his arms. She raised her head and looked at him, but Jepherson could not be bothered. He held Raeleigh in his arms and walked into the hotel. Except for her feet, Raeleigh was not wet at all when they walked into the hotel. On the contrary, it was Jepherson himself, whose shoulders were totally covered in rain water. The rest of his body too was drenched.

"Master Richards, don't catch a cold. Let's go to the room first." Stuart couldn't afford it if Jepherson were to fall ill. Stuart rushed Jepherson to the hotel room. Jepherson held Raeleigh in his arms and walked to the door of the elevator. Stuart had already arranged for someone to come over. He had already obtained the room card. At the door of the elevator, someone was waiting for Jepherson.

When he reached the door, Stuart quickly took the room card and followed him into the elevator.

It wasn't until he stepped into the elevator that he let Raeleigh go. He didn't care about the dampness on his shoulder. Instead, he lowered his head and found that Raeleigh had taken out her hand to check the book. She didn't soak the book in her hand and felt relieved.

With a smile, Jepherson looked at the door of the elevator. Maybe marriage was a tomb, but as someone said, it was better than the dead bodies in the wilderness that did not even have a tomb.

Stuart didn't know what had happened to the young master. His temperament was getting weirder and weirder recently, and he was often smiling without thinking.

However, after having learnt his lesson previously, Stuart didn't dare to look at them again that time.

After coming out of the elevator, Jepherson stepped out first. Raeleigh then followed him out, holding the book in her hand, as if it was a priceless treasure.

Stuart led the way and went to the door of the room which he had booked for Jepherson and Raeleigh. He opened the door and pushed it open.

"Young Master, Miss Anson, please." Stuart stood at the door. Jepherson raised his hand and took the room card. Then, he followed Raeleigh into the room.

When they entered the door, Jepherson took off her coat and put it aside. Her shirt was clean.

Jepherson took off his shoes and put on the hotel slippers, after which he went straight into the bathroom.

Not long after, Raeleigh heard the sound of running water coming from the bathroom. Raeleigh looked at herself and found that she was not wet at all.

Raeleigh put down the book and changed her shoes. Then, she picked up the book and walked into the room. She sat there, leaning against the couch. Feeling the coldness of her feet, she folded her feet up under her on the couch and huddled up.

Raeleigh couldn't remember when it happened. The temperature of her hands and feet was different. Her hands were warmer than her feet, but they were not very hot.

However, with poor circulation at her feet, when winter came and the weather dropped to freezing temperatures, her feet would be ice-cold to the touch. This was especially so on those winter days when no matter how many layers one wore, one would still feel a bit chilly.

Raeleigh curled up. When Jepherson came out of the bathroom, he saw Raeleigh reading on the couch. He did not disturb her. He made a phone call and called for room service. After he hung up the phone, Jepherson, who was wearing a bathrobe, walked over to Raeleigh's side and sat quietly beside her.

Raeleigh forgot where she was and was used to folding her legs against herself tightly.

Jepherson looked at Raeleigh's small feet. They were pale and clean like lotus roots. They were very thin and did not look big enough to be held in one's palms.

The bathrobe worn by Jepherson was specially prepared by the hotel for the guests. In such a hotel where only rich people could stay, anything prepared was carefully selected and strictly supervised.

Although Jepherson had a fear for germs, he didn't reject the bathrobe in this hotel. He didn't like to expose his bare back in front of anybody, unlike those exhibitionists who enjoyed putting their bodies on display. Even when he was swimming in an outdoor pool, he could only swim smoothly when there was no one around.

Jepherson looked at Raeleigh's tight little feet, which looked very cold.

Jepherson raised his hand and took off his bathrobe. He held Raeleigh's foot and withdrew his hand. He hesitated for a moment and he then looked at Raeleigh, as if he was scared.