Go After My Ex-wife novel Chapter 919

It was late in the night. Jepherson still did not look like he was going to leave. After a moment's hesitation, Raeleigh muttered, "It's getting late. I'm going to bed."

She crawled into bed, laid down, and pulled the quilt over her. Jepherson raised his head to look at her, heavy-eyed. As Raeleigh glanced at him, he asked, "Can we sleep together?"

Raeleigh froze for a moment before saying, "No."

She turned away, her back facing Jepherson. She had never encountered someone so unreasonable.

At first, Raeleigh had trouble sleeping. After tossing and turning, she eventually fell asleep. In the middle of the night, she suddenly felt as though she couldn't move her body. Her eyes widened as she realized that Jepherson had his arm wrapped around her waist.

"Stop moving or else," Jepherson said in a rough voice. His breath was warm on Raeleigh's ears. She tightened her grip on the quilt, afraid of what Jepherson might get up to.

Raeleigh took a deep breath and said, "I won't move."

Jepherson chuckled. "That's even worse."

With Raeleigh in his arms, Jepherson reached around to hold her hand. "I don't like Zorion near you."

Raeleigh pursed her lips. "It's not up to me who approaches me. What's more-"

"What?" Jepherson hugged her tighter. "Have you ever thought about me?"

Raeleigh didn't like where this was going. "Get off," she said as she tried to push him away. The thought of being intimate with someone was sickening to her.

Jepherson lay quietly behind her for a moment, "All right, I'll keep my mouth shut!"

His breath was heavy as he tightened his arms around her.

Raeleigh restrained herself from making any sound as she clutched the quilt tightly. As Jepherson felt Raeleigh's body tensing up, he moved his hands over her body, caressing gently. She felt like she would go mad if he continued and quickly warned him, "Jepherson, don't cross the line."

He stopped his roving hands and gave her a peck from behind. He brushed aside the hair on her neck and leaned closer, dropping light kisses on her neck.

Raeleigh tried to shove his hands aside, but her arms were pinned to her side. Jepherson grabbed her hands and moved them to her front, holding them in place. Raeleigh couldn't help letting out a little cry. Suddenly, Jepherson sucked in a deep breath and whispered, "Don't move."

Panting with fear, she dared not look behind her. Who knew what would happen if she did.

"Go away," Jepherson hissed. Raeleigh trembled in shock at his words.

Jepherson tightened his arms around Raeleigh, whispering reassuringly, "Not you."

Raeleigh felt her face turn red and she pulled the quilt up to cover her face.

This seemed to have become a habit of hers nowadays.

Raeleigh placed her hands back in the water. She had never thought that someone like Jepherson would treat her this way.

It wasn't something she would even dream of.

Raeleigh managed to stay still for a few minutes before she moved her head slightly. Jepherson took away the towel on her face and said, "When I was little, I took a cold bath once, but my mother caught me. This was how she warmed me up."

Before Raeleigh could react, Jepherson placed the towel on her face again. She raised her hands to try to push his hand away, but Jepherson's voice suddenly turned cold as he said, "Lower your hands."

Obediently, Raeleigh gave in and placed her hands back into the warm water.

After gently massaging her neck, Jepherson took away the towel and tossed it into the sink. Turning around, he took a fresh towel to dry her hands and face.

"Don't do this again. You're cute when you blush. I don't like it when your face is pale." As he left the bathroom, Raeleigh remained frozen to the spot, not knowing how to react.

From the sound of it, it seemed like everything she did was to win Jepherson's favor.

Jepherson picked up a call as soon as he came out of the bathroom. The conversation seemed intense. While he was on the phone, he pulled Raeleigh closer to him and patted her head gently. After a while, he took away his hand and walked to the window.

"I'll resolve this matter as soon as possible. When will you return?" Jepherson was on the phone with his father, Calvin.

"But... You told me that you'd be back in less than two months." Jepherson felt as though he had been tricked by the old man.