Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)

Chapter 1698

Raeleigh stood outside and surveyed her house. "Three or five people will be enough to live in this house. I planned to wait until I'm forty and come here to live the picture perfect life. Who knew the world could be so unpredictable. What a pity!"

The mute looked at her as she expressed her thoughts. Raeleigh then took out the key that Jacky had given her and opened the door into the room Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

As they walked inside, Raeleigh searched the wall with one hand and flipped the light switch on. Raeleigh raised her head and scanned her surroundings. She saw him staring at her with deep affection in his eyes. After a long while, Raeleigh laughed, "Do I have a pretty and charming face?"

He didn't reply. He simply turned his face away.

Seeing as he had become shy, Raeleigh diverted to another topic about checking the inner parts of the house, which seemed to be relatively clean as well.

"Previously I'd thought that going up and down the stairs was inconvenient, which was why I'd asked Jacky to rebuild the loft for me and make it more practical to use.

There's a spacious area up in the loft with a folding screen in the middle. I initially wanted to live here like this with my brother. He also liked living there very much, and so did I. But what a pity, he might never come here again. Maybe after many years later... and I'm talking many, many years later, he might come back.

As for me, I'll also leave this place after some time. Meeting you now must be fate. If I give this to anyone else it would feel like I'm throwing away my heart but not with you."

Raeleigh went up into the loft until she found a place to sit on the ground.

When the mute came up, Raeleigh was looking outside from a window. She heard the footsteps of the mute and tilted her head towards him.

"Your footsteps are very similar to someone I know, but you're not him." Raeleigh noted, then moved to another area, "Come here and sit. I'll tell you."

The mute walked over after he took off his shoes at the door and sat down in front of Raeleigh.

Raeleigh looked out the loft window and said, "There are a total of two acres of land below. Jacky gave it to me.

You can earn tens of thousands of dollars every year. This year's earnings are good and the price of the apples are also very high. My original intention for keeping this place is for my retirement. Since you're here, you will take care of it. The income will be half for each of us. You can save it for me. When I get old, I'll come here, enjoy my retirement and plant some apples with you, is that okay?"

He shook his head, but he made no other response. Raeleigh tacked on calmly, "I won't stay. There is no place for me here. I can't stay here just because I like it. I can't."

The mute raised his hand and wrote on Raeleigh's palm, "It's safe here. No one can hurt you here."

Raeleigh shook her head. "That's your opinion. This place is the most dangerous place in the world. You don't think it is dangerous because no one wants to hurt you. Therefore, it's heaven for you, but someone wants to hurt me, which makes this place hell on earth for me.

I'm too scared to stay here because a lot of people here want to harm me.

But don't worry, we still have a long while yet for me to hang around. There are some things that need to be solved before I can leave."

He held onto Raeleigh's hand, but she pulled away again. Raeleigh added in a teasing tone, "There are many good girls in the village. You can get married before I leave."

He shook his head and turned his face to look outside the loft. Both of them remained silent for the rest of the night. Raeleigh didn't know when she nodded off. Nothing was prepared in the house and the mute was afraid that she would be cold, hence he cuddled her to sleep. Subconsciously, Raeleigh did feel cold at first, then afterwards she didn't. Soon after, she fell asleep.

When Raeleigh woke up, he had already got up and was downstairs.

By the time she got up, he had finished preparing breakfast. After they ate, she brought him to look for Jacky. When they arrived there, she told Jacky about how she would give the house to the mute in the future. She also said that she would stay temporarily at the house.

Jacky sized up the mute, "Is it convenient for a woman like you to live with him?"

"There's nothing inconvenient about that. I trust him."

"Since you trust him, you can do as you see fit. I will prepare food for you and put it in the house. As for the rest, you can do it yourself. The apples have been harvested this year. Once I have the money, I'll transfer it to your account." "I understand."

Raeleigh went and had her injection, then followed the mute out of the hospital. Raeleigh glanced towards the entrance of the village. Jepherson's car was still there, it had not budged from its spot for four days now.

Raeleigh stopped in her tracks as her eyes stayed glued to the entrance. The mute peeked over at Raeleigh and lowered his head slightly.

She stared for a moment longer before she turned back around and continued her trek to other places. Raeleigh mentioned that she wanted to eat some fruits other than apples. Therefore, they

roamed around the village and went back in the afternoon.

It was difficult for her to move around. Everything was done by the mute. Jacky also had someone send them some beddings and other miscellaneous items to Raeleigh before everything was in order.

After dinner, Raeleigh told the mute, "There are rooms downstairs too. You can stay in one of them. I'm not afraid of what others say, but living together on the same floor might be awkward after all. Then from tonight onwards, you can live downstairs. You have the strength, plus you'll be

the first to know if something happens and protect me if it is needed."

With that said, Raeleigh went straight back to the loft. Raeleigh shut the door and proceeded to take a rest. She lay sprawled on her bed for a while before she could relax.

She thought of Marissa's annoying face and really didn't want to go to the Richards family anymore.

Now that they'd fought up to this point, meeting each other would just be an embarrassment for both of them.

It was late into the night before she could truly sleep. Just as she dropped off into dreamland, she thought she heard the mute climb up the stairs. She opened her eyes and took a look at the door but found no one there. Raeleigh felt curious, hence she wriggled out of her quilt and went towards the door. She opened the door, peered downstairs and called out.

"Hey."

The first time around he did not respond, the second time he came out from the door and looked up at her. Upon seeing him, Raeleigh relaxed, "It's nothing. I thought I heard something downstairs, so I came to check on you. Go back and sleep, I got too anxious."

Raeleigh turned around and headed back upstairs.

It wasn't long before she returned to bed.

Before she could fall asleep, a noise came from downstairs. Raeleigh sat up. A minute later, the mute knocked on the door. Raeleigh said, "It's not locked. Come in."

Although they were alone with each other, Raeleigh believed in him. She couldn't explain the reason why, just that she believed in him.

He walked in through the door and brought a glass of water for her. As she grabbed hold of it, she noticed that the temperature was just right. She drank it without hesitation and gave the cup back to him, who then turned and left the way he came.

Raeleigh waited for him to leave before she lay back down. Barely a few minutes after her head hit the pillow, she was soon fast asleep.

The door to the loft was pushed open then. The mute came upstairs, took a look around and left afterwards.

In the hospital.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?"

Trevor had never been so furious in his life. This time, he was really about to die of anger because of Marissa. How could she do this?

Marissa laid in bed, feeling more aggrieved than anyone else. She had originally thought that Trevor would say something to appease her, but she didn't expect that this was the outcome she got.

They had been husband and wife for decades. How could he simply help others instead of her?

"It's none of your business."

Marissa laid in bed, blue in the face.