Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)

Chapter 1713

Perhaps this was the state when the love could not be salvaged. It was even a burden to live, so live like the walking dead.

Jepherson asked, "Is my daughter pretty?"

Jolted back to his senses, Xanthus said in amusement, "You should ask the woman who will birth your child. You're asking the wrong person."

Jepherson was still dressed like Callis, but he had peeled off the synthetic skin and trimmed his hair.

The Jepherson at present looked no different from Callis. But once he restored his original appearance, everything was different, even the atmosphere.

Xanthus had no idea of what Jepherson was trying this time. If it was to get close to Raeleigh this time, then he would have been well prepared long ago.

If that was the case, then what in the world was he planning? To have Raeleigh back in his arms or something else?

How could someone plan so far ahead?

"How I wish to take a look at my daughter, even in my dreams."

Jepherson said lightly, interrupting Xanthus's thoughts.

"If you want to see your daughter, go back and ask a woman to birth you one. I can't do anything even if you tell me. Do you actually think Raeleigh gave you a daughter?"

Jepherson looked over at Xanthus; his gaze was unfathomable.

Xanthus did not care. He got up and headed inside while Jepherson said, "If I really find her by myself, maybe you will never see her again."

Xanthus stopped, standing in the dark, and turned to look at Jepherson. "Use your plans elsewhere. Since we Osteen can establish ourselves here, we won't be afraid of your threats. Even if the people coming at us are more powerful than you, I will still say so.

"You'd better leave; I don't want you to be here still when Raeleigh returns."

"If you continue to be stubborn, I will find a way to send Raeleigh away so that you can never see her."

"You dare?"

"Try me."

With that, Xanthus went inside. Jepherson got up and called Jared. "Gather our men. Find my child and Raeleigh, take them away!"

Xanthus stopped and turned to Jepherson. "If you managed to find her, you wouldn't threaten me and hide yourself for so long.

"I'm telling you, Jepherson, Raeleigh's no fool. She only didn't realize you're Callis because she's too nice and her thoughts aren't complicated like yours. She will find out, one day, that Jepherson and Callis are one and the same."

Jepherson's gaze downcasted as he fell deep in thought, then looked at Xanthus, exclaiming, "But I love her!"

Stumped, Xanthus scolded, "You're crazy!"

Hearing that, Xanthus strode back to his room. This was the most absurd love he had ever witnessed.

Raeleigh had repeatedly refused him, yet he still wouldn't give up, showing up again and again. How sinister.

Capital City.

In the nursing home courtyard.

Marissa watched as Trevor sat next to her and drank his tea. She was brought here right after being discharged from the hospital.

Marissa was on the verge of going mad.

Those who come to nursing homes are those who are about to die or are mentally unstable.

Her husband had her stay here all in favor of Raeleigh.

Marissa looked at Trevor with hatred in her heart.

"You're treating me like this despite our years of marriage?"

Trevor had hurt her heart the worst. They supported each other until this day but little did she think he would take her a lunatic and bring her here, all for an outsider. Did he want her to spend the rest of her life here?

Staring at Trevor, an indescribable bitterness rose in her eyes. She followed him through fire and water her entire life, and this was what she got in return?

She just didn't like Raeleigh. Did she have no right to choose her granddaughter-in-law?

Trevor took a sip of tea before putting it down and looked at Marissa. "Marissa, this is the last time I'm ever going to call you this affectionately. I've always treated you as a tantrum-throwing child, and things will turn for the better when you grow up, but you still don't know how to let it go until now."

"You think too highly of yourself and don't care about others at all. You're still so selfish, doing whatever you want."

"You've really disappointed me."

If Marissa hadn't broken Trevor's heart, he wouldn't be so harsh.

Stumped, Marissa mocked, "You've changed, Trevor. You promised me you'll love me with all your life."

There were a few others with them. Marissa's words got Trevor slightly stumped and cringed a little as he was getting on his age after all.

Waving his hand, Trevor gestured for the others to leave, and soon, only the old couple were left. Trevor sat staring at a tree in the courtyard.

The leaves were falling one after the other as if it was their last goodbye.

Trevor said, "You and I are like the leaves on this tree. We don't have much time left. Our children are like the new leaves, swaying in the wind while you and I fall to the ground, waiting to rot into the soil."

"I don't understand why you don't choose to enjoy life but still obsess over our children even now. What on earth do you want?"

"I love you, and I loved you despite everything when we were young, just like how Hansen could even give up his life to love Jenna."

"And Jerry too. He's not wrong to do whatever it takes to be with his beloved girl."

"It's not love when you can't give up your all, give up your life, to love."

"They're our children. Don't always ask so much from them. What's important is that they're healthy and have their own lives."

"You and I already have one foot in the grave; is it really necessary to torture yourself with all this?"

"There isn't a blood feud between you and Raeleigh, yet you see her as your mortal enemy and want to kill her. How can I turn a blind eye to that?"

"She's just a kid who did nothing. Yet you look as if you've lost your mind and want her dead just because Jerry loves her and wants to marry her. Do you think that sounds reasonable?"

Slightly lost in thought, Marissa retorted, "Are you blaming me?"

Alas, Trevor thought he was talking to a brick wall; Marissa didn't hear a word he said.

Her enmity against Raeleigh would only be resolved if one of them died; she was too hell-bent at this point.

"Everyone would grow a little living through life, but how did you end up like this?" With a broken heart, Trevor closed his eyes helplessly. "Forget it, since you won't wake up, then spend the rest of your life with me here. Our children are gone, and you've fallen out with Jerry. No one will care about us even if we go home."

"How I missed the days when Santiago was still on his legs. That fellow was really a sweet-talker. He still treats me well despite how you treated him. He'd get me books and clothes whenever he could."

"I haven't had new clothes for a long time; Santiago had always been the one to get them for me. It's been years since you last went shopping with me. You don't even know when I'm out of underwear. It's him too; he'd get me some whenever he bought for himself."

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