Getting My Ex-wife Back

“Santiago bought the fruits,” Jepherson said as he took off his coat and put it aside. Santiago entered the room and glanced at Raeleigh before taking a seat. He did not seem like he was going to apologize to her at all.

Raeleigh glanced at Santiago. “What? Is this his way of apologizing?”

“I guess. How would you like him to apologize?” Jepherson asked. Raeleigh replied, “I want him to promise that he will never hit me again. He is not allowed to lay his hands on me nor scream at me for no reason.”

Jepherson turned to look at Santiago, who then said, “Flynt is up to no good. He’s just trying to come up with ways to approach you, don’t you know that? Why are you blaming me for what happened?”

“So, what you’re saying is that you’re not in the wrong?” Jepherson questioned. Santiago hesitated for a moment before replying, “No.”

“So, you’re a hypocrite now?” Jepherson picked up an apple and took it to the washroom sink to wash it. Raeleigh watched as Jepherson entered the bathroom before turning to look at Santiago. She did not say anything to him; she had nothing to say to him. The only reason she talked to him before was because Jepherson was there.

There was no need for her to fake it anymore since Jepherson was not in their vicinity.

After Jepherson came out of the bathroom, he cut the apple into half. One half of the apple was handed to Raeleigh. “Here, have some. You aren’t allowed to eat too much, though, since you’ve just recovered.”

Raeleigh took the half of the apple that was offered to her but did not eat. “I’m going to pass. I’ve already brushed my teeth.”

“I’ll give it to Santiago then.” Jepherson plucked it out of Raeleigh’s hand and gave it to his brother. Santiago did not eat it. Instead, he grabbed another whole apple before leaning back in his chair and taking a bite.

“Are you still mad?” Jepherson sat down and looked at Raeleigh. “How’re you feeling?”

“I’m doing well. The doctor said that if I don’t come down with a fever tonight, I can be discharged tomorrow.”

Jepherson raised his hand and touched Raeleigh’s forehead. After confirming that she was fine, he got up and brushed his teeth. After he returned, it was Santiago’s turn. Then, the three went to sleep after turning off the lights.

Jepherson shared a bed with Raeleigh while Santiago had an entire bed to himself.

Raeleigh couldn’t fall asleep at first, but she gradually sank into sleep as time passed.

When Raeleigh got up in the morning, Santiago was in the bathroom washing up, while Jepherson was changing his clothes. When Jepherson realised that Raeleigh was awake, he briefly checked the time before walking over to her. He placed his hand on her forehead to make sure that she was not running a fever. Then, he turned to the door and asked one of his subordinates to handle the formalities of her being discharged from the hospital.

Raeleigh got out of bed and got dressed in clean clothes, ready to leave the hospital.

However, as soon as Raeleigh got into the car, she realized that they weren’t heading to Waverly Village but someplace else.

“Where are we going?”

Raeleigh could not think of any matter she had left unattended to.

“We’re going to meet a stylist,”

Jepherson told Raeleigh. He held her hand and gently stroked it. Miffed, Raeleigh asked, “What for?”

“We have a press conference to attend. I’ve been so busy for the past week with Scarlette’s wedding preparations and accompanying your parents that I had to postpone the conference to this week.”

“I thought you said that I could skip it?” When Raeleigh brought that up, she recalled that she initially was supposed to have a dress custom-made abroad for the event. However, things had taken an unexpected turn.

The corners of Jepherson’s lips quirked upwards. “You can skip the press conference, but there’s a banquet you need to attend after that. The banquet is scheduled to start at eight o’clock tonight. We’ll have to be there by seven. That’s why we’re heading over to meet the stylist now.”

“I mean, I can dress myself. I don’t need a stylist. I’ll just go like this.”

Raeleigh took one look at her current appearance. Jepherson just smiled and looked out the window while holding Raeleigh’s hand.

Raeleigh had no choice but follow through with the appointment. When the stylist met Raeleigh, she was extremely happy. She knew Raeleigh was the type of client who would look gorgeous regardless of what she wore.

Raeleigh immediately became the center of attention, as she was accompanied by the two sons of the Richards family.

On the way inside, there were two rows of people flanking each side. One row of handsome men, and one row of beautiful girls. The oldest among them was barely 25 whereas the youngest was around 20. They were all dressed in the uniforms of butlers and maids respectively. Raeleigh had only seen such a scene in games. She never thought that she would one day see it in real life.

The men all had short hair, neat and stylish. They nodded to Raeleigh and the brothers with their hands behind their backs, welcoming them.

The girls all had braids which were placed over their shoulders, with a maid’s bonnet on their heads.

Raeleigh walked behind Santiago, lowering her head inadvertently.

Jepherson reached out for Raeleigh’s hand. Even from her slightest reaction, he could tell that something was wrong.

“What’s up?”

Jepherson turned around and asked. Raeleigh said, “This place is beautiful.”

Jepherson smiled. “Even though this place belongs to the Richards family, it’s also open to the public. It’s one way to make money out of it.”

“I can tell.”

Raeleigh did not make it clear what she meant.

Jepherson embraced Raeleigh in his arms. “Will you elaborate?”

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Jepherson raised an eyebrow. “As long as you know that.”

Raeleigh followed them inside. Not long after, they arrived at a dressing room. Raeleigh took a seat there, along with Jepherson and Santiago.

They sat on either side of Raeleigh.

The three stylists took their positions at once. The one in the middle studied Raeleigh carefully and quietly. Raeleigh’s prominent clavicles caught the stylist’s eyes and he made a mental note to himself.

“What are you looking at?” Santiago asked stonily. The stylist was taken aback momentarily before hastily apologizing to Santiago. “Mr. Santiago, I was just trying to gauge what type of dress would best fit Miss Raeleigh.”

Santiago squinted at the mirror. “Don’t let your eyes wander.”

“Yes, Mr. Santiago.”

The stylist wiped the sweat off his forehead. He looked at Jepherson, who was also sitting beside Raeleigh. Jepherson’s gaze was calm. It was strange that he wasn’t affected in the slightest.

Had the stylist not known that Raeleigh was Jepherson’s girlfriend, he would have thought that she was Santiago’s.

When Jepherson and Santiago heard Raeleigh stand up, they did not open their eyes to look. Raeleigh went ahead of them to do her hair first. Then, Jepherson went to attend the press conference while Santiago stayed to accompany Raeleigh as her hair was being styled.

By the time Raeleigh’s hair was done, it was already noon. Santiago had not eaten anything that morning; he simply forgot to eat. Thus, he ordered takeout to eat in the dressing room.

Raeleigh’s face was still bare, although she had done a facial earlier. At the moment, Raeleigh’s skin was clear and lustrously fair.

While Santiago had his lunch, his gaze was drawn to Raeleigh’s plump lips. He smiled and abruptly chuckled to himself lightly.

Raeleigh got up to have some food too while pacing back and forth in the room.

Everyone in the room could not help but be attracted to the sight of the two. Raeleigh wiped her mouth after she was done eating.

The stylist immediately cried out. Raeleigh and Santiago turned around. The stylist exclaimed, “My dear, the two-hour-long facial has gone to waste with you smearing your skin like that!”

Raeleigh wiped her mouth again. The stylist nearly choked with anger. She quickly patted her chest to calm herself down.