Go After My Ex-wife novel Chapter 1277

"It's fine, Xanthus. I'm already done," Raeleigh said. She had cooked up fish, some stewed meat, two vegetable dishes, and a beef and tomato soup - all of which were her specialties.

Xanthus looked into the kitchen with a hint of displeasure in his eyes. "Even I, as your brother, have never seen you prepare so much delicious food for me before."

"That's because you don't need me to." Raeleigh brought the soup out and handed a pair of oven mitts to Xanthus.

Xanthus raised his eyebrows. "Why don't I remember that?"

"Take your time to recall."

"Rae Rae..."

Raeleigh hummed in response, raising her head just as Xanthus said, "Have you noticed that you're being especially nice to Santiago?"

"He's still young, so of course I have to be nice to him."

Raeleigh did not notice anything wrong with what she said.

"He's just about done with puberty. Don't you think that he might have had some lapses in judgement?" Xanthus stared at the beef and tomato soup and thought for a while. Raeleigh replied, "Though he is still a child, he's smart."

"Cynthia is a good girl. He would have taken good care of her.  Why didn't he like her though? He even sent her away, right?"

Raeleigh paused and looked at Xanthus. "What do you mean?"

"Nothing."

Xanthus felt that he had said too much, so he turned around and left. If he continued talking about this, he wasn't sure if it would cause a ruckus.

Raeleigh looked at the fish, frowning. "What on earth did he want to say?"

Santiago, upon seeing the pot of soup, stood up. He had changed into a black casual suit and went into the kitchen to help Raeleigh.

Raeleigh had thought that it was Xanthus and said, "Santiago's still young. You're overthinking it."

Santiago walked behind her with a plate in his hand. He lowered his head and asked, "How am I still young?"

Raeleigh paused for a moment before turning around to look at him. "You scared me. Don't do that again."

Raeleigh then took out the fish as Santiago turned around and left the room. He looked at Xanthus and asked, "How am I still young?"

Raeleigh heard him from the kitchen. She raised her hand and rubbed her forehead, thinking about what she said.

"Let's eat. Don't mind that." Raeleigh came out and gently gave Santiago a push to sit him down at the dining table. After he finished eating, he stood up and started cleaning up. When he heard someone knocking on the door, he got up and went to open the door. However, as soon as he saw that it was Jepherson through the window, he turned back without letting him in.

Raeleigh asked, "Why didn't you open the door?"

"I didn't feel like it."

Raeleigh went to see who it was, then realized it was Jepherson.

"Young Master, the Old Madam is calling." With a phone in hand, Stuart got out of the car and approached Jepherson, who was waiting by the door.

Jepherson ignored it and said, "Don't worry about it. You can go back first."

Jepherson took out his cell phone to send Raeleigh a text. She was upstairs and heard everything he said. However, she didn't go back down, and simply stood by the window.

Before long, Jepherson turned around and headed back to the car.

As the car door closed, Stuart told the driver to go. The Old Madam had finally stopped calling. If she did, the phone would have exploded.

When they reached the Harvey family's mansion, Jepherson got off the car and went straight to the Ink Garden, where Paige was at.

Stella had been waiting by the door for a very long time. Having spotted Jepherson, she walked over to him and called out to him.

He hummed in acknowledgement. As agreed, he went straight to Paige's room. When he entered, she was lying on his bed, throwing a tantrum.

"Yes," Stella replied reluctantly. She quickly turned around and chased after Jepherson. When she saw him storming off, she stopped.

"Jepherson."

Jepherson glanced at Stella. "I know that you had no choice, but I can't do anything about this. If we live together, people will think that you are no longer a virgin even though I won't do anything. However, my only priority is Raeleigh's safety.

"Jepherson, I know that Raeleigh is all you care about, but it doesn't matter. I can do this. Remember, you helped me when I was a kid. Now I'm helping you in the only way I can. Don't you think this is fair?"

Jepherson paused for a moment, and his handsome face finally softened. "Stella, thank you."

"Don't mention it. We're like siblings, right?"

"Yes."

...

"Is this our new room?" Stella brought her luggage towards Jepherson.

She stood in the room and twirled around.

"Sort of. I've never stayed in this room before." Jepherson placed his luggage down and started tidying up the space.

Stella went to the bed and sat down. "There is only one bed. How will we sleep?"

"You'll sleep on the bed, and I'll take the floor," Jepherson said this very matter-of-factly. It was impossible for him to sleep on the same bed with any other woman that wasn't Raeleigh.

"Why don't you sleep on the bed too? We'll each take one side and not bump into each other." Stella looked as though she had good intentions. Jepherson smiled in reply, "No, we can't. You sleep on the bed and I'll sleep on the floor."

"It will be cold on the floor, especially since it's Winter..."

"I'm fine, that won't be a problem. Don't worry about me." Jepherson then opened his luggage, took out a pair of pajamas and walked into the bathroom, followed by the sound of running water. Stella sat down, a funny feeling rising in her chest. This was what one called a good start.