Go After My Ex-wife novel Chapter 1233

Jacky stood up and walked towards the door. As he walked out, he said, "Cut off his pinky finger on his left hand and send it over to the Cole family. They'd understand."

"Yes, sir."

Deanna followed him as he left. Halfway out, she told Flynt, "Don't do things the hard way if you can do it the easy way. You should always put yourself first. The Cole family definitely has money, and there's no shame in borrowing some from them. Your missing finger won't be ever grow back. However, if you borrowed money, then you can always return it to them sooner or later. Flynt, for Cynthia's sake, I'll tell Jacky not to cut off your finger. Write a letter to them and tell them that they should just hand over the money."

"My brother paid up, so I'm fine. Look at me, not bad right?"

Deanna said this earnestly but Flynt sneered. "You can sleep with him but I can't."

She frowned. "That's a different matter altogether. We still have to pay him. Even if you did sleep with him, he'd still ask for money. You have to understand that your brothers will definitely collect their dues."

Flynt's life had been turned upside down by her. She behaved so differently from a regular person.

Flynt stopped talking and was too tired to say anything else.

Deanna turned around and walked out to stop them from cutting off Flynt's fingers.

Flynt was lying down inside, appearing quite amused. Deanna had actually helped him.

"Jacky..." She pleaded in front of Jacky. He had sent someone out and slapped his thigh. Jacky sat down and hugged her. "Don't worry, this is just something we men need to settle."

"How can a man be without a woman? If you have a daughter in the future, then would you say the same things to her?"

Jacky laughed. "Why a daughter? Isn't a boy better?"

Deanna shook her head. "I'd like to have a daughter."

"Then, let's have a daughter and two sons. What do you think?"

Deanna thought about this. "I want to ask my brother, if he isn't happy, then I..."

"Having a son would make him an uncle," Jacky said. Deanna then changed her mind. "Really?"

"It's true."

"Then, I'll have a son."

"Mmm." Jacky hugged her and kissed her for a while. She had forgotten all about the chopping off fingers business, but Jacky didn't forget. He still respected her and chose not to cut off Flynt's fingers.

After taking a look at Flynt, Deanna followed Jacky and walked out. As she did, she asked, "Will he starve to death?"

"No, he'll be fed regularly."

"With just a potato?"

...

Jacky smiled but didn't say anything after.

Deanna tugged on Jacky's sleeve and asked, "What if someone finds out?"

"Then, I'll go to jail," Jacky said, stopping in his tracks. "Are you afraid?"

"What's there to be afraid of? If you're in jail, then you still get to eat and sleep."

"I heard that prison is terrible. The people inside will bully you."

"No one dares to bully me." Jacky's lips curled up as he pulled her away from the school.

Raeleigh said, "Deanna, I just got off the plane. I'll call you later. Don't tell anyone that I'm away. I want to calm down. Do you understand? I'll call you."

"Raeleigh, you don't want to be with Jepherson anymore, do you?" Deanna thought that this was very complicated. On one hand, she liked Jepherson, and on the other hand, she loved her friend, Raeleigh. She didn't know who to help.

"Deanna, we've broken up. We can't be friends."

"But Raeleigh, Jepherson adores you. He's always been so nice to you. He will get a hold of his bad temper eventually. His mood has just been bad recently. Don't you want to ask him why?"

"I have to solve this problem. If I don't, then I won't be able to live a good life."

Deanna was particularly earnest right then. Raeleigh looked around the airport. She didn't know what to say. Then, she said, "Deanna, just give me some time. I will come back after the holidays. No matter what happens, I will face it calmly. But I can't right now. I've lost too much. I want to calm down."

"Then, you should take care of yourself."

"I know, and you too."

...

After chatting for a while, Raeleigh hung up the phone. She looked at Xanthus, stood up, put the phone away, and helped Novalie stand up. Novalie was in high spirits. There were indeed not many foreigners abroad, but she couldn't make out what they were saying from the rustling sounds coming from their mouths. She didn't know but she always felt that it was noisy.

Novalie felt that this world was really quite amazing. No two people were the same. Their words sounded so confusing.

However, there was nothing wrong with looking at a city like this. Immediately afterwards, Novalie said, "You guys don't have to look after me. I'll be fine."

"Grandma, let's go." Xanthus pushed the luggage along and safely supported Novalie. The three of them left the airport.

There was a black car already waiting for them. Since it was to pick up Novalie and Raeleigh, Xanthus had arranged for a limousine from his house.