Go After My Ex-wife novel Chapter 1527

As a result, Lottie went to Waverly Village again. Meanwhile, Belle, who was in the hospital, stood up after deliberating for a while. "Raeleigh, Santiago and I will go back first. There must be someone to stay and take care of them. Why don't you stay and keep Miss Lautner company?"

"I got it." Raeleigh concurred with Belle. Jepherson got up. "Mom, let Santiago stay, I'll go back with you. As for here, if there's nothing else, I'll come back to change shifts with Santiago and Raeleigh at night."

Raeleigh threw a glance at Jepherson. Since he had made such an arrangement, then so be it.

After Belle and Jepherson left, Raeleigh made a phone call.

"Mom, something happened to Zorion. Rossie is also here. I have to stay and help taking care of them, I probably won't go back today."

"Sweetheart, why are you taking care of them?" Jazelle didn't quite understand. Was this Zorion on good terms with her daughter? She pondered on this.

Raeleigh considered momentarily. "There is no one here. I can't really explain it. It has something to do with Deanna and Jacky. Ask Xanthus if you want to know more."

"I see. Be careful."

Hanging up, Jazelle instantly went to ask her son what had happened. There were no other people in the house. Calvin had gone to other places, thus it was convenient for them to talk.

It wasn't until Xanthus had explained the general situation to Jazelle that she finally apprehended what was going on.

However, other people's family issues was not her bailiwick. She still focused on her own affairs.

After Belle and Jepherson left, Raeleigh went to Zorion's ward, but didn't enter. Instead, she stood outside and looked into the ward to find that there was nothing for her to help. In fact, the reason why she was left here was that she had nothing to do at home, and that it was not easy for her to get out after she went back.

However, Raeleigh felt a little guilty when she sat aside. It was rare for her parents to pay her a visit, and it seemed too unfilial of her to take care of others.

"A penny for your thoughts?" Seeing that Raeleigh was staring into space, Santiago sat beside her and crossed his long legs. Raeleigh gazed at the wall. "The university break will be over in a few days. I think this winter break is the longest break of my life, like, years just whizzed by."

"Whoa, aren't you quite the drama queen." Santiago was amused. Raeleigh looked at him. "You're all smiley faces, twenty-four-seven. Won't you get tired?"

"Why will I feel tired when I smile?"

"Your face is full of wrinkles when you smile."

Raeleigh squinted and leaned against the wall, intending to have a rest. She was worn out.

Santiago glanced at her and lifted his arm to pull her over. He used one hand to hold Raeleigh's head while she was struggling to break free. Santiago told her, "Take a nap. When things are stabilized, I'll take you to rest outside. This hospital is a total spook house."

"Ha!" Raeleigh wanted to laugh. "Is there a time when you are not a nonsense-monger?"

"I love you!" Santiago said suddenly, which made Raeleigh dumbfounded. She wanted to raise her head and look at him, but Santiago held her head down with his big hand. "Gosh, you're too ugly for me to even believe my own words."

Raeleigh tried to sit up straight while Santiago was looking at her. "Not only your face is ugly, but your temper as well."

"Ugly temper?"

As Raeleigh shouted loudly, the people around all looked over. Some of them were coming near to her, but one of the men had taken out a knife while the other one, a gun.

Raeleigh retreated. "It's not a real gun."

Hearing Raeleigh's words, the people around hurriedly walked forward. The man with the gun turned to those people. "Y'all better don't come over. It's none of your concern. This woman stole another woman's husband. We are here to look for her, not to kill her. Don't stick your nose into this."

Once he spoke so, the people around stopped in their tracks. As "homewrecker" and "detestable" go hand in hand, no one would care about this, never mind call the police.

Raeleigh retorted, "Funny you should say that, 'cause I don't even have a boyfriend. Don't think that they will buy your words."

"Yeah, how can the words of bad guys be taken seriously?"

"Yes, let's call the police."

As someone had spoken of calling the police-bang!-and the man with the gun fired a shot.

The people around cowered in fear right away. Nobody dared to approach such a madman.

Raeleigh realized that the gunshot had given these people the fright of their lives. She turned around and was about to leap down the stairs, but before she could do it, someone stopped her by shouting, "Don't jump."

Raeleigh stumped for a moment and turned around to find that Flynt had come down from above and was sporting a knee-length grey coat. His most conspicuous trait was that he had lost an arm. All of a sudden, she recollected the matter of Santiago's arm. Staring blankly at Flynt, she did not speak. She even suspected that he was the brain behind all this.