Go After My Ex-wife novel Chapter 1815

Santiago's lips twitched. "After that, my brother ran out from behind. The fortune teller froze when my brother came into his sight. He then looked at me and inquired about our relationship. My father told him that I was his younger brother.

The fortune teller expressed his astonishment, saying that it was supposed to be impossible for us to be born in the same family.

My father asked what he meant with that. He replied that we were fated to be born in the purple, and that if it was in the past, we could be kings. Although it's been a different era now, it still signifies a good fate.

According to the fortune-teller, we could be rulers.

It was just that there was something strange about our fates since an empire couldn't have two kings."

"So..." Raeleigh seemed to want to say something, but before she did, Santiago spoke, "Every competition would culminate in the brutal injury of one party. It would take place sooner or later.

The fortune teller said that it was the ultimate destiny for the two of us.

My father inquired about how to resolve it, but the fortune-teller said that it is unresolvable.

While my father was talking obsequiously to the fortune teller, I kicked his table because I couldn't put up with him. I was too young at that time.

The fortune-teller stared at me with his brow furrowed. He later said that I was hot-tempered, but I was still blessed by luck.

He also said that it could save my life.

As long as I could survive the tragedy, I would be able to live until I'm 99 years old.

However, it was best for us to avoid meeting each other. My father thought that he shouldn't send me away. Later, he drew two cards.

The fortune teller remarked that one of them represented a general while the other one represented a king.

It didn't matter who became the head of the family, but the fortune-teller said that if I did, I would kill my brother and that if my brother did, he would let me go.

Even though my father didn't believe it, he made my brother and me grow up separately after we came back. We learned different things.

We were like an eagle and a lion, with one soaring in the sky while the other patrolling the land.

The difference was vast.

To assure peace in the Harvey family, my father let me be the general and my brother be the king."

Raeleigh was a little downcast instead of shocked, in spite of knowing that it was the best arrangement for the brothers by their father.

She was also aware that there was nothing wrong with it. However, when faced with Santiago, a feeling of melancholy descended on her.

Everything went on a different route just because of the sentence of a fortune-teller.

"I've been influenced by my father since I was a child. I'm not interested to learn anything at home. What I'm only adept at is playing. Occasionally, when I saw my brother lying across the table as he was exhausted due to studying, I would pick up his books to read or try writing.

My brother has good handwriting, yet he's no match for me.

I was born with the purple, meant to be a ruler.

I bet all sane rulers can write and speak persuasively.

It's just that the Harvey family is a family where everything has to come in an orderly manner. All this has to be conducted in accordance with rules of etiquette.

I know it isn't my family's fault, but every so often, I still feel that I've had a tough life.

"I didn't care about it until I met you.

Only then did I know how important luck was. If I were born earlier, you would have been mine.

"Be careful," Calvin reminded. Santiago sidestepped him. Jepherson turned and shot a look at Santiago. "If you want to leave, I won't stop you. Don't do anything that will give me a reason to beat you up."

Santiago stopped in his tracks and turned to gaze at Jepherson. "Don't forget that you're the one who promised me all this. It's too late to regret now."

Holding Raeleigh's hand and wearing a black outfit, Santiago walked toward the outside of Harvey Group Manor. Raeleigh looked back at Jepherson, who moved but did not come out.

Exiting the manor and getting into the car, Jacky drove Santiago to Raeleigh's place in Waverly Village. After they entered the house, Raeleigh helped Santiago to lie down on the bed without delay. At this time, Santiago had been enervated. Jacky had made preparations in advance, including the doctors. Additionally, there were various instruments in the room and the entire downstairs.

As Santiago lay down, the doctors came up to examine him. He spent a full day receiving all kinds of examinations and injections.

It was not until midnight that Raeleigh sat down to have a rest. As she sat down, she fell asleep, followed by Santiago soon. Raeleigh's hand was still in his. The two of them were sleeping soundly in the room.

Jacky did not leave. He had been guarding them.

Deanna was worried. She came from home to Raeleigh's place at night, knocking on the door. Jacky asked her why she was here and she replied that she wanted to come and have a look. In the end, she went upstairs to find that Santiago was in deep slumber. When she intended to call Raeleigh, Jacky stopped her by calling her down.

Coming downstairs, Deanna inquired, "It's not good for Raeleigh to sleep there. Why did you stop me when I wanted to ask her to come downstairs?"

Jacky said, "What's done is done. Don't meddle in this matter anymore. Even I won't be a busybody. It's good enough that Santiago regained consciousness."

"It's weird. Why did all of you say so? I was about to remind Raeleigh not to do this. She and Jepherson have had a child. She has to be loyal to him."

"Deanna, that's someone else's business. We have no right to interfere."

"What distorted values you've got." Deanna turned around and sat down while Jacky said, "If such distorted values can save Santiago's life, I'm willing to do it."

Deanna swept her eyes to Jacky slowly. "I think you've lost your mind."