Getting My Ex-wife Back

After Raeleigh and the others left, Santiago walked to Zorion’s car and stopped him. Zorion casted a glance outside. “Rossie, you should go first. He won’t show any mercy once I get off.”

“You knew he wouldn’t show you mercy, so why didn’t you think of that before you caused trouble?”

“I was just kidding! Who knew he’d have such a bad temper? I didn’t expect him to take it seriously.”

Rossie sighed and gave in. Glancing at Zorion, she finally understood that he was only using her as an excuse to escape whenever he got into trouble.

She got out of the car and looked at Santiago who stood opposite her. “Long time no see.”

“Where’s Zorion?”

“He’s so afraid of you that he doesn’t even dare to come out,” said Rossie.

“It’s too late to be scared.”

He walked up to Zorion’s car with the rod in his hand, then raised the stick and smashed it against the car until it was completely wrecked. When he was done, he tossed the stick aside, turned to pick Carsten up, then walked towards the Richards family’s other car and left with his men.

Carsten took a quick glance behind him as he wrapped his arms around Santiago’s neck. When they got in the car, Santiago glanced at him. “Are you scared?”

Carsten shook his head. “Nope.”

“Good boy.”

Santiago held Carsten in his arms and said, “The Whalen family is our friend. Their daughters will grow into beautiful women in the future. If you like any of them, I’ll bring one back for you. So, we can’t punish them too hard. Otherwise, they will cause trouble for us, understand?”

“Got it.”

As Carsten leaned into Santiago’s arms, the driver looked back at them and thought about how bad of an influence Santiago was on Carsten.

But he had always been like this, and no one expected him to be the best caretaker of children.

When Raeleigh arrived at the Richards family manor, the funeral had already begun. Raeleigh did not get out of the car. Instead, she uttered a few words of reminder to the children before instructing them to get out of the car.

As Raeleigh sat inside the car, she saw Jepherson kneeling beside the coffin with Hansen and Jenna beside him. The other members of the Richards family were there too. Even though many people came, Raeleigh still refused to get out of the car. The children walked towards the funeral ceremony one after another before getting on their knees to pray.

The master of ceremonies immediately walked over to the children and asked where they had come from.

Jepherson wrote a note himself and handed it to the master of ceremonies, who was shocked when he read the note and learned that these children were from families of stature.

“Jacky’s sons and daughter, Cedric, Heitor and Jacqueline, come say your goodbyes.”

The three children first knelt and murmured a prayer, then got up and went to stand aside, making way for Shaney and Forden.

“Jepherson’s eldest daughter, Shaney, and Santiago’s eldest son, Forden, come bid Mrs. Richards goodbye.”

A few servants then came over and handed Shaney and Forden funeral corsages. The two continued kneeling as they swiftly put on the corsages.

Once they were done praying, they got up and went to stand aside, their heads lowered in sorrow.

Trevor stared at the two children in a trance, thinking about how they had grown up in the blink of an eye. He raised his head and looked around, but found that Raeleigh was nowhere in sight.

Glancing at the coffin, he muttered, “What difference did it make, not allowing Raeleigh to join the family? Didn’t she marry into the family in the end?”

Then, he went inside and sat down for a long time, reminiscing about the past.

Beside him, Reese poured him a glass of water. Trevor asked, “Did you see how the children have all grown up?”

Reese was quiet as she continued keeping Trevor company.

After a long while, Santiago’s car arrived at the gate and he got out of the car with Carsten in his arms.

Jenna cried with excitement the moment she saw Carsten. She had never formally met him in the past few years, and only saw him in the photos. Carsten’s inability to speak was like a stone pressing down on Jenna’s chest. With him finally coming home, she was absolutely overjoyed.

Santiago walked to the coffin and muttered his prayer quietly. After putting on the corsage, he said, “You’re free.”

Then, he led Carsten to the side of the room and sat down. Meanwhile, Carsten’s eyes darted around the place in search of Raeleigh . His eyes gleamed with joy when he spotted Jepherson before he quickly went to him.

“Where’s Raeleigh?” Jepherson asked.

“She’s outside; she probably didn’t come down.”

The two fell silent and said nothing. On the other hand, Raeleigh remained outside and refused to come down for the next few days.

In actuality, Raeleigh should have left, but she wanted her children back.

On the third night, Carsten began to cry and throw tantrums in his room; he would throw and smash whatever that was in sight. When Jepherson rushed to his side, almost everything in the room had been broken into fragmented pieces.

Jepherson pushed the door open only to see Carsten crying loudly. When Carsten looked up and saw him coming in, he cried even harder. Even with the help trying their best to console and comfort him, his sobbing never stopped.

Jepherson immediately barged in and picked Carsten up, then rocked him in his arms to stop him from crying.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“Get out of my way.”

With Carsten still in his arms, Jepherson dashed out of the room. When he got out of the door and saw Raeleigh’s car, he walked over, opened the door, and placed Carsten on the passenger seat.

“Take him away and stop him from crying.”

When Carsten saw Raeleigh, he immediately stopped crying. He laid in Raeleigh’s arms, sniffing his runny nose. As Raeleigh held him close to her, she felt her heart ache.

Just then, Santiago emerged from the room, but he didn’t come over.

Jepherson shut the car door and took a few steps back. Raleigh’s driver started the car and drove them home. Then, Jepherson looked at Santiago and said, “Bring some of the children back first. I’m worried about Raeleigh being alone.”

“Just go home. The burial has already taken place; a few days won’t make much of a difference,” Santiago replied.

Jepherson looked at Santiago, who had a smile on his face as he said, “Do not think for a second that I’m doing this for you. I’ll never listen to you anymore for the rest of my life. I’ve followed your orders for the first half of my life, and I had Raeleigh by my side during that period. From now on, you’ll listen to me and hand your assets over to me while Raeleigh will belong to you.”

Jepherson turned around and asked, “Are you crazy?”

“You should go.”

Santiago beckoned a driver over and opened the car door, gesturing at Jepherson to get in the vehicle. Jepherson glanced at Raeleigh’s car and got inside. “Call me,” he said, sticking his head out of the window.

“I will. Goodbye.”

The door closed shut, and Jepherson left the Richards family home by car.

Raeleigh had not gone far. She found a hotel in Capital City and entered it with Carsten in her arms.

When Jepherson arrived outside the hotel, he took off his suit and left it inside his car before going into the hotel.

Jaw dropped and mouth agape, the hotel staff could hardly believe what they had just seen as they continued staring at Jepherson in a star-struck daze.

Jepherson inquired Raeleigh’s room number at the front desk before going straight upstairs.

Upon hearing a knock on the door, Raeleigh went towards it with Carsten in her arms. She looked through the peephole before opening the door. When he entered the room, Jepherson immediately took Carsten into his arms. Carsten was frightened, so he bit Jepherson in the neck as he struggled to break free from his arms. Raeleigh heard Jepherson let out a snort and looked up at him just as he was taking in a deep breath while holding Carsten tightly with one arm, and waving to Raeleigh with the other.