Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 899

Raeleigh got up from the bed and put her phone under the pillow. Although Deanna had given her a new phone, she did not use it and kept it aside. She continued using her own phone.

For the past few days, every night, Jepherson would send her a text message. It was the weekend. Jepherson had mentioned that he went to visit Novalie. Raeleigh was waiting for a text back.

Raeleigh put down her phone and sat up, taking the water. "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Zorion pulled a chair and sat face to face with her.

There were four people in the ward. The other two seemed to be asleep, but in fact, they were all feigning it. No one was sleeping. They were just pretending to be asleep.

Holding the cup, Raeleigh drank the water. Zorion leaned against the wall and asked, "You get text messages every day. Who is it?"

"A friend." Raeleigh took a look at Deanna, who seemed to be sleeping. She would have to turn her phone off, or Deanna would find out about it the next day.

Raeleigh was in a dilemma. Even though she knew that Deanna liked Jepherson, she was still entangled with him. She did not know whether Deanna would hate her if such a thing were exposed.

For Raeleigh, it was torture.

Was Zorion reminding her about a certain thing, by mentioning it deliberately at that time?

"Your hand will be fine in two days. Let's go to the hot springs," said Zorion.

Raeleigh held onto the cup of water. She knew that it was not a malicious invitation from Zorion, but it was not offered out of kindness either. Since she was threatened in that fashion, it was definitely not goodwill.

"Okay." Raeleigh had no choice. It was impossible for her to refuse.

After drinking, Raeleigh set the cup aside. Then, she lay on the bed. Zorion stood upright and bent down to cover Raeleigh with the quilt. The words which left Raeleigh were unnatural for her. "I don't need your help. My hand has almost recovered. Thank you for your care."

"I hope you get it in your head that I regard you as someone special." Zorion snatched his hand away and went back to his bed. He got out his phone and looked at it while lying on the bed. He sent a text message to Raeleigh. Raeleigh's cell phone rang, and she got out her phone too. Although she thought it was Jepherson, she could not rule out the possibility that it was Zorion. She opened the phone and found that it was indeed a text from Zorion.

"Stop texting Jepherson every night. I don't like it." Though it was just a text message, Zorion's overbearing tone betrayed what he was about to do. Raeleigh thought about it for a while and replied to the text, "It's not what you think. Jepherson and I will clear things up, but it's not because of you."

"Do you want me to get up from the bed now?" Zorion replied. Raeleigh looked at him. He was also looking at her. Although it was dark in the ward, there was moonlight outside the window, bright enough for her to see his expression.

Raeleigh read the text and typed, "You're pushing it. I didn't offend you. I told you it was a misunderstanding."

Zorion received the text. He then got up and walked towards Raeleigh. He lowered his head to kiss her, making her tense up with fear. Her phone nearly fell to the ground.

Zorion left her bedside and watched her. Raeleigh stared at him wide- eyed, as if she could not process what had just happened.

"Are you... insane? How could you do that to me?" Raeleigh muttered in a trembling voice. Deanna opened her eyes wide and turned around, looking at Zorion.

Scarlette was scared out of her wits. If Jepherson knew about this later, would he kill her?

Scarlette shifted in her bed. Raeleigh turned slowly to look at the two who were eavesdropping, then faced Zorion and raised her hands to hit him. Zorion gripped her hands and warned, "Don't do it again. If you don't listen to me, the outcome will only worsen. I can't control what I'll do. You should cooperate with me."

"Lunatic." Raeleigh pushed Zorion away forcefully, got up and went to the bathroom with her phone. She squatted down inside.

Zorion walked to the door of the washroom and waited for her. He knocked on the door and asked, "Are you not feeling well? I'm going in."