Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)

Chapter 1649

"I've fallen from heaven to hell. This is nothing to me. I didn't force you; you came back by yourself."

"Shall I go back then?"

"No way. You can't leave unless he comes!"

Jepherson shackled Raeleigh in his arms like a child while she shoved him away with all her might but only to fail.

They stayed so for quite some time until Jepherson snaked his hand into her shirt.

This time of the year was rather pleasant, so Raeleigh only had on a thin layer of a shirt. As for underneath that...

Raeleigh suddenly pushed him away and stepped back. "Don't do this."

"Are you trying to tease me?"

"I'm not."

Raeleigh went back to roll up the sketch when Jepherson went to her and hugged her from behind. She put the sketch down and tried to pull his hands away, only for him to kiss her from behind.

"Raeleigh... Let me kiss you, please. I won't do anything, just a kiss."

"No, Jepherson, you can't do this. If you do this... Mm..."

Jepherson turned her over and pulled her into his arms, then kissed her eagerly and passionately.

Unwilling, Raeleigh shook her head, but Jepherson only swept the papers on the desk away with one swift motion then pressed her on it. Unwilling to yield, she tried to shove him away using her

leg, but before she could do anything, Jepherson propped his hands beside her, entrapping her underneath him.

Gasping, Raeleigh looked at Jepherson and said, "Don't..." Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

But Jepherson only leaned in to kiss her. Raeleigh continued to push him, only to fail yet again.

As the kiss went on, Jepherson wrapped his arms around Raeleigh's waist, not giving a care if she was okay with it, and carried her to the sofa, removed her hair tie, and ripped her clothes, never leaving her lips.

Raeleigh tried to cry out, but it was useless...

Just when she nearly shed tears from anxiousness, there came a knock on the door.

"Mr. Jepherson, Madam Marissa is here."

Stuart's knock brought Jepherson back to reality while Raeleigh was catching her breath, her chest full of hickeys.

Seeing her panting, Jepherson covered her mouth with his hand, leading Raeleigh to glare at him while he planted another kiss on her chest. Then he got up, draped his coat over her, and carried her to his desk to hide her underneath. After that, he sat on his chair and fixed his clothes as he called Stuart in.

After entering, Stuart saw that the room was somewhat messy, but Raeleigh was nowhere to be seen; she must've gone to the bathroom.

Relieved, Stuart turned to Marissa at the door.

"Madam Marissa, please."

Stuart said respectfully.

Marissa wore a green shirt, looking very displeased. "What is Jepherson doing? Why did it take so long? I heard noises inside; what is he doing?"

"Well..." Stuart lowered his head. How would he know?

Marissa took a look inside Jepherson's office and walked in. Stuart then closed the door.

Marissa brought another person with her, Reese Myers.

Reese, who could be considered a caregiver, was attending to Marissa.

Marissa came to the area to shop, so she dropped by to visit her grandson when she recalled she came a few days ago only for Stuart to inform her that Jepherson was out of town and he wouldn't be back so soon. She then asked what he was away for, but Stuart said he didn't know.

She was hell-bent on knowing what in the world he was doing.

By luck, he was in his office right then.

After entering, Marissa saw the papers on the ground and a couple of pieces of clothing.

Seated across from her, Jepherson leaned against his chair, his head tilted upwards and his eyes closed.

Marissa walked over to Jepherson and said, "Jerry."

Jepherson acknowledged her and slowly opened his eyes to look at Marissa. She asked, "What are you doing?"

"Nothing."

"Then why all this on the floor?"

Jepherson glanced around inadvertently and said, "What about it?"

"Look at your office. It's a mess."

Jepherson did not reply but closed his eyes back up and leaned against the chair. Marissa scolded, "I'm talking to you. What kind of attitude is this?"

Jepherson remained silent. Marissa asked, "You still hold a grudge against me, don't you?"

He opened his eyes and looked at her. "What grudge do I have against you?"

"Raeleigh, of course. What else?"

Silent.

Jepherson closed his eyes and refused to speak.

Livid, Marissa clenched her fists. "Are you trying to piss me off? What's so good about that woman?"

Jepherson grabbed a pack of cigarettes and dipped his head to light one while Raeleigh looked at his completely abnormal face from below.

After taking a drag, Jepherson looked motionlessly over at Marissa. A thought then struck him, and he parked the cigarette in the ashtray.

"I still have things to attend to. If there's nothing else, Grandma, please leave."

"Stuart, please see Madam Marissa out."

"You're chasing me out?" Marissa trembled with anger.

Stuart rushed to Marissa's side. "Madam, allow me to see you off."

With that, Marissa glared daggers at him. "Scram!"

Stuart hurriedly retreated to one side, and Marissa headed for the door while Stuart glanced at Jepherson before following her outside.

After the door was closed, Stuart glanced at Lucy, who immediately nodded at him.

After he left, Lucy went to knock on the door.

Jepherson asked, "What is it?"

Lucy thought for a moment and said, "Mr. Robertson has gone downstairs; you may ask for me if anything, Mr. Jepherson."

Lucy had only come in to tell Jepherson that Stuart left and she was guarding outside.

Jepherson replied, "Okay, I got it."

Lucy then left.

After she left, Jepherson lowered his head to look at Raeleigh, and she came out.

While she was fixing her clothes, Jepherson asked, "Was it comfortable down there?"

Amused, Raeleigh thought it wasn't comfortable at all, but did she have a choice? He was the one who shoved her underneath there.

In actuality, this was the epitome of them. Raeleigh was bound to be the one unfairly treated regardless of the reason. In front of Marissa, she would always have to be kept behind the curtains.

Raeleigh tidied up the papers on the floor then rolled them up. Standing up, she told Jepherson, "I need time."

"Okay, let's eat."

Jepherson picked up his jacket and took Raeleigh to dinner. Out the door, he instructed Lucy, "Lucy, please clean up my office. When Stuart comes back, tell him to send you back; it's late."

Lucy looked at the time. It was already seven.

"Yes, Mr. Jepherson."

Jepherson then left the office with Raeleigh.