Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)

Chapter 1563

Just like when she was forced to confess her feelings to Jepherson, she wouldn't do it if she wasn't driven into a corner.

Though Raeleigh held a weapon in hand, he did not take her seriously despite having his guard up; he still walked toward her. On her first hit, the man tried to grab the shovel, but Raeleigh's swing was faster than he had expected, staggering backward from the blow. Austin glanced at his lackeys, and one of them bellowed, "You have the guts to bully her."

With that, they rushed forward. The crowd outside was controlled, but those in the middle charged forward like a swarm of bees, leaving Raeleigh bewildered. When the crowd dispersed, she saw the man lying dead on the ground with a thin gash on his neck.

He died just like that, with his eyes wide open.

Raeleigh gasped for breath and turned to look at Austin, who chuckled and gave her a thumbs-up. Raeleigh did not know how she should respond, but she could feel that her smile at that moment would be uglier than her cry.

Austin lifted his gaze to the upper floor, leading her to follow his line of sight, only to see Lechen turning around to leave.

Raeleigh flung the shovel in hand aside and walked toward Austin. Austin pinched her cheeks and praised, "You're smart."

Raeleigh took a look at the shovel on the ground, then back at Austin and mumbled, "Thank you."

"That's it?" Austin asked.

After a struggle, Raeleigh said, "I'll wash your feet."

Those around her burst into laughter, leading Raeleigh to look at them, bewildered.

Austin grabbed Raeleigh's hand and walked. Looking down at her held hand, she wanted to withdraw it but dismissed the thought as she knew it would protect her from harm.

Austin settled down on a chair. Someone had disposed of the body and cleaned up the scene in no time.

Raeleigh said with her lips pursed, "If it weren't for me, two less would die, right?"

"If it weren't for you, they would die anyway. Why should we stop him when he wanted to dig his own grave?" While speaking, Austin held Raeleigh's hand and kissed the back of it.

Several pairs of eyes were fixed on them. Flustered, Raeleigh withdrew her hand and hid it behind her.

Austin basked in the sun and the cold wind. Finding herself chilly, Raeleigh stood up and paced around, but she would never leave Austin far.

"Austin, your girl sure is getting more beautiful by the day," said Austin's lackey. Austin looked up at the sky and asked faintly, "Is that so?"

"Yeah."

"She's yours then."

"Oh no, Austin, she's your girl. I prefer to have my head attached to my body."

"There's only one woman in this s*hit- hole. No matter how you look at her, she's beautiful. If you want a girl, talk to Lechen and have him give you one."

"No thanks, man. They're a bunch of nasty batches."

"Naha..."

Austin chuckled; Raeleigh wasn't bothered by their joke. Looking at those working away in the yard, she asked, "Why don't we have to do that kind of work?"

"Do you want to?"

Raeleigh did not answer. Austin's lackey immediately chimed in, "Those who can't play games are those who need to do all the hard work; they can't compare with us."

Raeleigh looked at the person who had spoken and inquired, "Are you gonna stay here for the rest of your life?"

"More or less. We're all death criminals; we're only alive because we can afford to pay. Even if we're released, we have no chance for a turnover."

"But what are you going to do when you're old? What if you're no longer capable of playing games."

The man fell silent.

Austin opened his eyes and looked at Raeleigh, asking, "Why worry about the future?"

Raeleigh did not answer. Austin stood up and returned to his cell, Raeleigh following right behind.

Over the next few days, Raeleigh lived a comfortable and peaceful life in the prison, except that she had to play games every day to the point that her hands were red and swollen.

In the past, Raeleigh had always thought it was tiring to have to rack her brain, but right then, she thought using her hands was more tiring.

Raeleigh was worn out at night, so she soaked her hands with hot water to relax her muscles and ease the sore.

"I've never seen someone care that much for their hands," Austin said, looking at Raeleigh's swollen fingers. Raeleigh dried her hands with a cloth, her delicate hands right then red and swollen. "You don't understand. I need them to make a living."

"I can tell." Austin walked out. They sat in the empty room, doing nothing. In the end, Raeleigh decided to crack up a conversation. "When did you come in?"

"Three years ago."

"What crime did you commit?" This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

"What do you think?"

"Murder?" Raeleigh subconsciously thought so. Austin laid on the bed and responded, "I don't know what crime I'm charged with."

Raeleigh was in disbelief. "And you came in resignedly?"

"What else can I do?"

Raeleigh remained silent. It seemed to be the case.

Raeleigh didn't probe further. It was getting late, so the two rested. Raeleigh slept on the inner side of the bed while Austin lay outside on his back.

As Austin wouldn't cuddle Raeleigh those days, she was able to sleep soundly.

Raeleigh couldn't think of anything else right then.

After all, Austin was the only one who could help her. For her to get out of there alive, she had to sleep beside him. She started to worry about how she would have to face Jepherson once she managed to escape.

"How old is your husband?" Austin asked, and Raeleigh gave it some thought before saying, "Twenty-three."

"For real?"

"Yes."

"Is it legally allowed to marry this early?" Raeleigh frowned. "It's legal for him to marry after his twenty- third birthday, and I've also passed my nineteenth birthday."

"How long have you been married?"

Raeleigh thought for a while before she replied, "I got married around this new year's."

"Ha..."

Raeleigh looked at him. "What's so funny?"

"He lost his wife just after getting married?"

"It's not his fault."

"It's yours then?"

Raeleigh said nothing in response, but she found it ridiculous herself. She had a feeling Jepherson would never figure she'd be in this place.

If she couldn't find a way out and Yanora kept her lips sealed, she'd be stuck here forever.

Raeleigh turned around to face the wall, feeling a chill run down her spine. Austin turned over and hugged Raeleigh. "If you can't leave, what are you going to do?"

"It's not an option." Raeleigh closed her eyes, took Austin's hand on her waist, and put it on the pillow to feel at ease.

Austin found it amusing and withdrew his hand to lie on his back, closing his eyes. Raeleigh secretly breathed a sigh of relief. With him next to her, how could she fall asleep soundly?

But even if she couldn't, she was slumberous.

The next day, Lechen took Austin away. With a terrible gut feeling, she held onto Austin, not letting him go, "Don't go."

Austin turned to Raeleigh and sighed, saying, "I can't break the rules."

"What about me then?"

Austin looked around and said, "Don't let anything happen to her."

"Don't worry, Austin. She's in safe hands."

Austin pulled Raeleigh's hands away and followed Lechen. Raeleigh returned to the cell and stayed put.

But someone called for her almost immediately after.

"4468, come out."

4468 was Raeleigh's number; she hesitated for a long time before she walked out. Everyone looked at her. "Go on; your day has come."