Chapter 1642


    When they arrived at thepany, the driver deliberately parked the car near thepany''s


    entrance to prevent more people from seeing Jepherson getting off with the sanitary pads.


    N?vel(D)rama.Org''s content.


    However, many still saw him, and he even took the tworge bags with him.


    The driver reminded, "Mr. Jepherson."


    Jepherson looked inside the car at the driver. "Yes?"


    The driver said, "She won''t need that many."


    Jepherson nced at the bags in his hand and walked toward thepany, ignoring the driver''s


    words.


    Seeing so, the driver immediately called Stuart, prompting him to tell Lucy to help Jepherson.


    It didn''t take long for Lucy to reach the lobby, and Jepherson entered the building as soon as she


    arrived, yet he was still inevitably seen with the bags.


    However, no one dared to look at Jepherson, turning a blind eye.


    "Mr. Richards, allow me."


    Lucy took them over and apanied Jepherson back to his office. But the two entered two


    different elevators. Jepherson took the bags back as he went to his private elevator, while even


    though Lucy was put in a difficult position, she still gave Jepherson the bags.


    When Stuart saw Jepherson exiting the elevator with the two bags, he was stumped and wanted to


    take them from him, but Jepherson refused and entered his office.


    The door opened, and Raeleigh stood up from the sofa. When she saw Jepherson close the door


    with two bags in his hand, she was paralyzed.


    Jepherson put the bags on the coffee table and said, "I don''t know which length you use, so I got a


    couple of everything."


    Raeleigh looked inside the bag and took a pack out. As she was about to head to the bathroom,


    Jepherson grabbed her and gave her a box of underwear. "Make do with this first; I''ll get you better


    onester."


    Raeleigh looked at the box, slightly hesitant, but still took it and thanked him before heading to the


    bathroom.


    Raeleigh locked the bathroom door, changed her underwear, and cleaned up.


    Raeleigh was usually prepared, but it was stranger that month, and it had only been two weeks


    since herst period. What else could she do?


    Aftering out of the bathroom, Raeleigh packed away her used underwear. She rarely did so as


    she even found it rather disgusting herself, and it should be dealt with immediately.


    It wasn''t that she was a neat freak, but it wasn''t something she should throw away so casually.


    "I want to go back to the hotel."


    Jepherson stared at Raeleigh, sorted out the bag, and headed toward his office door with it. Seeing


    so, she said, "Let me. Please tell Stuart to send me back; you don''t need to apany me."


    "Is Stuart better than I am?"


    Raeleigh was at a loss for words, rendering her to look at him in silence. It wasn''t a question of


    better or worse, but he was the president of Richards Group; it wouldn''t do his image good if he was


    seen carrying this kind of thing himself.


    But he fixed his gaze on Raeleigh. "Has he bought them for you before?"


    Raeleigh remained silent, flushing.


    What kind of question was that?


    "Let''s go." Jepherson couldn''t care less, exiting his office. Raeleigh stood in his office, deliberating


    before she finally went to catch up with him. Did she have a choice?


    Out the door, seeing Jepherson waiting for her, she walked to him, but before she said anything, he


    had already strode to the elevator. Stuart nced at Raeleigh and offered to help several times, but


    Jepherson ignored him.


    Inside the elevator, Raeleigh stared at Jepherson and thought he was as stubborn as a mule


    sometimes.


    Out of the building, Jepherson entered his car with Raeleigh following right behind. Closing the


    door, she looked at the bags of sanitary pads on the floorboard; it was as absurd as it could get.


    Raeleigh never looked over at Jepherson the entire car ride.


    When they arrived at the hotel, the two of them got out of the car and headed upstairs with


    Jepherson carrying the two bags. After entering their room, Jepherson got her a set of clothes, and


    she went straight to the bathroom to wash her clothes after changing, but there was no detergent,


    so she got Stuart to help get some. Only then did she take her time washing and hanging them up.


    Aftering out of the bathroom, Raeleigh saw Jepherson sitting on the sofa, looking that he


    ached all over. She felt a dull pain in her chest as that look was thest thing she ever wanted to


    see on him.


    "Are you exhausted?"


    Raeleigh sat aside, fixing her gaze at him while he opened his eyes and looked over at her. "A little.


    Can you give me a massage?"


    Raeleigh hesitated but still went behind Jepherson and massaged his shoulders. He looked up at


    Raeleigh, the corners of his mouth lifted. "I can''t think of anything more painful than losing the love


    of your life."


    Raeleigh lowered her gaze at him. "You''re like the pouring rain, making my journey as difficult as


    possible, but I can''t stay in the rain; I have to go home."


    "As beautiful as this rain is, it brought coldness, and I can''t withstand this coldness. I can''t ept


    life in the Capital City."


    "What if we leave this ce?"


    Raeleigh fell silent.


    In the past, she might have believed Jepherson''s attitude would have changed her mind, but not


    anymore.


    "I''m already someone else''s wife. I will nevere back to you again."


    Jepherson stared silently at her.


    But Raeleigh wasn''t the least bit afraid. She massaged him for a while before going back to


    her seat.


    Jepherson stared at the ceiling for a long time before he finally said, "Whether you''re married or not,


    your life is destined to intertwine with mine. Even if you don''t care, I won''t let you go. Remember


    this, unless I die, no one can take you away."


    "If I can''t be your husband, then I''ll be your lover!"


    Raeleigh was floored. A lover?


    Still staring at the ceiling, Jepherson closed his eyes. He was breathing heavily; his heaving chest


    said it all.


    Raeleigh frowned deep. "This isn''t you. The past Jepherson isn''t like this."


    "The past Jepherson couldn''t make his girl stay."


    Raeleigh fell silent.


    She knew Jepherson wouldn''t listen to anything she said at this time, so she didn''t obsess over the


    matter, nor did she want to continue the topic.


    But his attitude at the moment was really frustrating.


    "Stop joking around. Let''s talk about Lamarre."


    Raeleigh immediately changed the topic, but Jepherson wasn''t giving up.


    "We''re lovers from now on. That''s it."


    Jepherson unterally decided, but Raeleigh wasn''t going to let him have his way.


    "No way." Raeleigh was resolute.


    Jepherson stood up and looked at Raeleigh with a smirk. "It is what it is; unless you divorce him."


    Raeleigh stood up and intended to leave.


    "If you leave, don''t ever think about seeing Cynthia again. I will have Jared take her somewhere you


    will never be able to find."