Chapter 141

Perceptive to his sigh, Edgar noticed and asked, “Eleven, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” Eleven hesitated for two seconds. “Mr. Fallen, you can go in by yourself. I won’t go in.”

“Alright.”

Edgar didn’t delay and went straight upstairs. As he opened the door, a heavy atmosphere filled the room, colder and more piercing than the rain outside.

Instinctively holding his breath, he looked up and met a pair of icy and murderous eyes.

“Grace, it’s already 8 p.m. Are you hungry? Has the recent pressure from both companies been too much? Did something trouble you?”

His tone was gentle, tinged with a trace of hopefulness.

Grace beckoned him with a smile that didn’t reach her eyes. “Come here, closer.”

Edgar obediently walked over and stood in front of her..

Before he could squat down, Grace grabbed his white slurt, forcefully pulling it open to expose the bandages wrapped around his waist, which had been wound several times.

Edgar was taken aback. “Grace, you…”

Grace didn’t even let him speak, forcefully pulling apart the thick bandages wrapped around him.

Aside from a long scar, there were no new wounds on his waist.

She sneered mockingly, “You got injured yesterday, and the wound has already scabbed today? 1 can’t tell; you must have a natural self healing ability!”

This statement…

Edgar’s heart trembled suddenly.

What kind of terrible idea did Eric come up with? He said it wouldn’t fool Grace for long….

Grace hated deception the most, and this time he had committed the act right under her nose!

His knees almost instantly weakened, and he knelt down beside Grace with a pleading and pitiful. tone, saying, “Grace, I was wrong. I didn’t mean to deceive you…”

In the past, when he used this tone, although Grace knew he was pretending, she couldn’t be bothered to expose him. But today, seeing him like this, she felt nothing but disgust, and her anger was almost burning away her rationality.

She calmed her emotions, her voice cold as she asked, “You used your waist injury to deceive me, with the intention of bringing her away?”

Edgar paused for a moment.

She really found out about him getting rid of Adrain so quickly…

“You already know…”

Since he was caught red–handed, Edgar didn’t intend to hide it anymore. “I’m sorry; I just felt that he wasn’t worthy of you.”

He admitted it so openly?

Acknowledging that he had been deceiving her during this period.

“What do you mean he’s not worthy of me?” Grace clenched her fists, suppressing her anger, and.

Millionare Ex wife coldly said, “Edgar, you’re quite interesting. Are you implying that she’s not worthy of me and won’t allow me to teach her a lesson? That’s why you planned to send lier away, far away, to a place where I can never see her again?”

Edgar felt that there was something strange about her words. But he couldn’t pinpoint exactly what was odd, because he did indeed have that intention.

Seeing him remain silent, Grace pressed down her anger and asked, “Where is she?”

Edgar still didn’t speak. Eric was responsible for casually sending him away on a cargo ship. Who knows which country he was sent to?

He shook his head honestly. He thought he was telling the truth, but Grace didn’t see it that way.

Silence is a form of resistance!

Grace, with great patience, looked down at the man kneeling straight beside her. “Edgar, you know me well. No matter how much you hide or whether you have the power to command outside, as long as you are in this villa, you are my servant. You should listen to me. Even disobedient pets are punished, let alone you. What do you say?”

She raised her chin, her cold gaze making her truly appear like someone dealing with an unruly pet.

“I’ll ask you again, where is she?”

Edgar looked up and met her gaze. Noticing her icy eyes, he suddenly felt extremely dissatisfied.

Was she implying that she would punish him for Adrain’s sake?

So, does she really like Adrain?

Edgar felt a sharp pain in his heart.

“I don’t know!” His eyes reddened, and he looked at her with utmost seriousness. “You like him so much, and you want to punish me for his sake? I only sent him away; I didn’t harm him!”

Grace burst into laughter.

It was the first time she had seen someone so shameless, still trying to act innocent in front of her.

“Edgar, it’s obvious that you like her! How could you hear to hurt her and continue this act in front of me? Don’t you find it disgusting?”

What the hell?

Edgar was almost dizzy from what she said. How could he possibly like Adrain? He wasn’t insane!

“I only like women! And it’s you, the woman in front of me, that I like! Everything I’ve done during this time has been with genuine feelings. Can’t you see that?”

Though he was kneeling and looking up at Grace, his tone when he yelled out these words was fierce and undefeated.

Grace was quite impressed by his ability to act shamelessly. She didn’t have the patience to listen to him any longer and stood up, walking to the window.

The rain outside was still pouring heavily, making a loud sound as it hit the caves and stone slabs, just as noisy as the incessant chatter of a certain man in the room.

She narrowed her eyes and couldn’t suppress her anger any longer. “The rain scene tonight is truly beautiful. Since you insist on not speaking, go kneel in the garden and enjoy the rain. When you’re ready to tell the truth, then you can get up.”

“What?!”

Edgar’s breath hitched. She ordered him to kneel in the garden, where all the bodyguards could ser The Millionare and His Bonaire Exile him.

Was she trampling on his dignity for the sake of Adrain?

Grace numbly stared at the windows, which were divided into cracks by raindrops. “Do you remember when Yvonne wrongly accused me of stealing the jewelry? Although you formally cleared my name, she knelt for less than half an hour, and the duration was far off. So, you go and kneel to make up for the time.”

Edgar had always felt guilty about that incident.

“Okay.”

He supported his knees and stood up. “But I’m kneeling because I owe you; the Fallen family owes you. So, I’m repaying you, not because I think I did something wrong. Even if given another chance, I would still send him away.”

These words pushed Grace’s anger to its peak.

She shouted angrily, “Get out and kneel!”

Edgar straightened his back and resolutely walked out. Grace stood by the window, watching.

Edgar walked to the position in the garden right below her window and knelt on the bluestone without hesitation. His clothes were impeccably neat, and his face showed no signs of submission.

The heavy rain mixed with the cold wind soaked him completely. Each time rainwater fell on his shoulders or head, it felt like a whip lashing at him, causing a painful sting.

He struggled to lift his head and looked out the third–floor window. The long lashes on his eyes were covered with droplets, blurring his vision.

Grace’s window was lit, and she stood beside it.

Because of the backlight, Edgar couldn’t see her face, but he could keenly sense that she was also looking at him. However, her gaze was devoid of warmth, colder than the impending winter rain.

She had punished him, so could they turn the page on this matter?

Could they go back to the harmonious days they had before last night?

Edgar knelt there listlessly, his mind wandering aimlessly. The pain in his knees was piercing, and his legs began to stiffen after a while. Unconsciously, his shoulders slumped, and his waist relaxed a bit.

The bluestone was uneven, and his knees felt as if thousands of steel needles were fiercely piercing into them. He suddenly remembered how Grace had knelt like this in the Fallen family.

Did she feel just as helpless and wronged back then?