Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 877

After Raeleigh laid low at school for a few days, she was summoned by the school authorities.

After class, the teacher informed her, "Raeleigh, please head to the principal's office. There's a matter to be discussed." Upon hearing that, Raeleigh walked to the principal's office with Scarlette, no questions asked.

When she arrived, she knocked on the door and was promptly met with the principal telling her to enter. She and Scarlette pushed the door open and did just that.

Raleigh froze the moment she stepped foot inside. Jepherson was sitting there with his back to her. She then glanced at Scarlette.

Scarlette shrugged. Essentially, she was insinuating that he had business with only Raeleigh and not her.'

"I have something to attend to, so I'll take my leave first," said Scarlette as she turned to leave.

The principal also stood up and walked out, "Scarlette, wait a minute. I have something to verify with you. Mr. Jepherson, I'll head out too to see to some matters.'

"Okay." Jepherson was tapping his fingers. He did not turn around and his gaze remained focused on the window. The principal took his leave.

It was Monday. There was an event at school in the afternoon. Raeleigh did not attend it, but most people were participating in it.

Due to Quirina's incident, Raeleigh hadn't gone out for a while and she had been staying in school for the past three days. Her weekends were spent in the dormitory.

Raeleigh did not attend any events held by the school either.

Raeleigh closed the door and strode towards Jepherson. It was 4 p.m. Raeleigh stood there, staring at the sunset outside the window. Looking at the motionless Jepherson, she said, "Thank you."

Jepherson turned to Raeleigh, "Is there anything else that you want to say?"

Raeleigh did not answer him, but her clear gaze remained fixated on him. She asked, "What else do you want?"

Jepherson uncrossed his legs. Looking at Raeleigh's face, which was delicate and clearly much recovered, he raised his hand and patted his lap.

Raeleigh took a breath and looked around before saying, "There are surveillance cameras in here."

"They've turned the cameras off," Jepherson knew that Raeleigh would be concerned about that and also use it as an excuse.

"What if someone..."

"Maybe you'll get something unexpected as a reward if you sit here," Jepherson patted his lap again, signaling Raeleigh to come over and sit on his legs. After mulling it over for a while, Raeleigh followed his orders as a show of gratitude.

Raeleigh's body was as stiff as a board when she sat down. In contrast, Jepherson raised his arm to wrap it around Raeleigh's waist, taking her into his arms.

"Don't sit so properly. I'm not a chair; I'm here to make you feel comfortable," Jepherson parted Raeleigh's hair and pulled her towards him. There was no light in the room, and the sun was setting. If she were to relax just a little bit, Raeleigh would be able to marvel at the beauty of the scenery outside. However, she was so nervous that she did not move an inch. Her breaths were so labored that it was almost concerning.

After a long while, Jepherson noticed that Raeleigh had relaxed a little and he finally felt her body was no longer as tense. With an arm around her waist, he gave her a pat. He said, "Look ahead, not at me. You have plenty of time to do that."

Raeleigh froze for a moment then turned around to look out the window. Outside, the crimson sky was filled with clouds. The sunrays reflected on the glass, illuminating the office, making the room look like a dated painting.

Such a sight stunned Raeleigh. Jepherson looked at Raeleigh, somewhat dazed. Taking a breath, he held her, rocking gently on the chair. Then, he gave her rhythmic pats on her back.

Jepherson had been fatigued recently. He had gone to an orphanage outside the city during the day, then dropped by the office before returning home. Knowing that there would be a resplendent sunset that day, he hurried to enjoy it with Raeleigh. If it were not for that, he wouldn't have come at such a time. If it was just an inkling of yearning in him to see Raeleigh, he could have come later after he washed up at home.