The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 171

After knowing him for so long, although he had pretended to be wronged a few times before, this was

the first time that Grace had seen him cry seriously.

Is he really that sad?

She sighed helplessly and said in a softer tone. “It’s about acting, are you distracted?”

Edgar did not say anything, and lowered his eyes. There was a touch of fragility in his black eyes.

Yes, he had lost his mind and had fallen into a deep depression

In the end, he was completely hurt by reality, and his heart was now left aching.

Grace had nothing to say. Only by being awake from beginning to end would he not lose his judgment

Acting was just acting. Fakes could never come true. She had always known the difference.

Besides, do you want her to coax him?

Impossible.

Moreover, she could not say anything comforting.

She turned her head and was about to leave. She returned to her cold tone and said. “Quickly sweep,

I’m sleeping.”

However, just as she took a step. Edgar’s wrist tightly grasped her hand from behind.

She looked tired. “Let go, I’m tired.” She wanted to sleep.

Edgar did not move, and when his red eyes looked at hers, he was extremely aggrieved.

“Grace…Can you hurt me occasionally, and be a little bit more skeptical about me? It’s been a long

time since my heart has been hurt, and it will always hurt.

His voice trembled slightly, and there was a trace of pleading in his deep voice. His throat rolled gently,

and his hand gripped her wrist very hard,

Grace’s back stiffened as she stood still.

Will it hurt?

The answer is yes.

But when she heard this from Edgar’s mouth, she felt that it was strange.

“It’s ridiculous, who’s not heartbroken? They’ve accumulated a lot of disappointment before they

choose to let go. I’ve felt this pain before. Since you feel the pain, you should let go earlier. What I said

to Nick today, I’ll give it to you as well.”

With that, she forcibly broke away from Edgar’s hand and entered the villa without looking back. But

this time, she did not close the door. Edgar watched her going back up to the third floor, and finally

disappeared around the comer,

She was right. In the past, she had been hurt by him with all her heart.

Now all this was just the pain she had suffered after he left.

He deserved it.

Edgar did not delay any longer, went to the back garden to get a broom, and carefully cleaned the

fallen leaves in the garden.

The night of late autumn was bitterly cold.

He only wore a thin white shirt and his face was cold and pale. Although he was holding a wooden

broom and doing a very ordinary thing, he was still looking noble and awe–inspiring.

In the room on the third floor, Grace did not turn on the lights.

She stood quietly behind the window and watched, her cold eyes not knowing what she was thinking.

After watching for a few minutes, she indifferently looked back and went back to sleep.

Edgar swept the yard until two in the morning.

Because he was only wearing a single shirt and had been exposed to the cold wind for a few hours, he

caught a cold the next day.

As soon as Grace woke up, she heard the sound of coughing from downstairs.

After washing and putting on makeup, she went downstairs and saw the tall figure busy in the kitchen

and the steaming breakfast on the table.

Knowing that it was time for Grace to get up, Edgar used his fists to cover his thin lips every time he

coughed.

Grace stood on the stairwell and watched for a while, then she could see all his small actions.

Edgar heard the footsteps, and when he turned around, he saw that Grace was only wearing a black

velvet long sleeve and a snow–colored gauze skirt. Her small shoulders looked very slender.

He quickly took the trench coat from the coat rack at the door and helped her put it on.

“The weather is getting colder. Even if you are indoors, you have to keep warm. You are in good shape.

Grace did not refuse, but raised her face to observe him.

He was seriously helping her put on a trench coat. His black eyes were deep and still, but it was hard to

hide his sickness.

“If you’re sick, you can rest for a day. You don’t have to force yourself to go to the Fallen Corporation.”

Edgar paused as she helped her to tidy up her neckline, he was stunned for a couple of seconds

before answering.

“Okay.”

After she put on her coat, he helped her draw out her seat. Grace walked over to take a seat and ate

her breakfast in silence.

Halfway through the meal, it was very lively outside the villa, with the laughter of a few bodyguards,

Eleven and Twelve were almost healed from the stab wounds on their body, they had just been

discharged from the hospital today. Apart from some bruises on his face, the newly added boduguard,

Jonas was also better.

Grace let them in, and the three of them walked to the open space in the living room and stood there.

They were all about the same height, with a burly stature, long legs and narrow waist. Except for

Jonas, whose skin was a little darker, they were overall more eye–catching.

Grace drank a mouthful of porridge and smiled with satisfaction, “Very good, everyone is back, it will be

lively in the future.”

Edgar stood by the side silently, and looked at the bodyguards one by one, and finally stopped on

Jonas face.

He frowned slightly. “Who are

VOLLZ”

Jonas lowered his head and replied calmly, “Mr. Fallen, I’m Miss Grace’s newly hired bodyguard,

Jonas.

Edgar was still a little ticked off by what happened on the Crane Bay Bridge that day. He always felt

that his face was familiar and stared at him vigilantly.

After Grace finished eating her breakfast, she elegantly wiped her mouth with a tissue and stated her

plan for the day in a calm tone, ‘Twelve and Jonas, you will go with me to the company, and the

remaining three will stay and look after the villa.”

They all said in unison, “Yes, Miss.”

Grace went to the Fallen Corporation. Although Edgar had a day’s rest because he was sick, he did not

sit idle.

Just because he din’t have to go to the company doesn’t mean he din’t have to do housework.

He took two cold medicines, and he was busy until mid–afternoon when he suddenly heard two crisp

bird calls with a special code.

Another year.

He went downstairs to the living room. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Eric swaggering over

from the garden again, followed by Seth who had just come from 5 City w Eric swaggering over

Edgar looked at Eric dangerously.

How could this bay villa be like his own home, where he was free to come and go?

How many bodyguards of the Smith family had gotten to know him so well?

He thought about it, and he smiled and walked towards him. When he saw his weak face, he instantly

turned serious. “Boss, I haven’t seen you for a few days. Why are you so sick? You’re looking so

weak.”

Edgar’s black eyes sank as he gritted his back molars, “I’m doing very well.”

Realizing that he had said something wrong, he quickly patted his mouth twice and smiled.

apologetically. “I brought Seth over here. Boss, please talk to him. I will take care of the Smith Family

bodyguards. I promise not to let them Eavesdropping on the message.”

Edgar’s warning eyes stared at him.

Seth understood and immediately raised his right hand, “I promise not to be rough, say it carefully,”

Edgar retracted his gaze and took seth up to the room on the second floor. He closed the window and

sat on the small sofa beside the bed.

Seth stood in front of him. Seeing that he was so solemn, he quickly asked, “Doss, is there anything

urgent that you need me to do? a mission?”

He gently touched his watch, and when the words reached his lips, he mouth twisted twice. His eyes

were dark and his expression was a little troubled.

Seth could not help but follow him carefully.

However, Edgar asked, “How did you…how did you chase after your wife?”

Huh??

Seth’s pupils froze.

What the hell was this?

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