Chapter 171
The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife
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. âItâs about acting, are you distracted?â
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. âQuickly sweep, Iâm sleeping.â
However, just as she took a step. Edgarâs wrist tightly grasped her hand from behind.
She looked tired. âLet go, Iâm tired.â She wanted to sleep.
Edgar did not move, and when his red eyes looked at hers, he was extremely aggrieved.
âGraceâ¦Can you hurt me occasionally, and be a little bit more skeptical about me? Itâs 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, Graceâs back stiffened as she stood still.
Will it hurt?
The answer is yes.
But when she heard this from Edgarâs mouth, she felt that it was strange.
âItâs ridiculous, whoâs not heartbroken? Theyâve accumulated a lot of disappointment before they choose to let go. Iâve felt this pain before. Since you feel the pain, you should let go earlier. What I said to Nick today, Iâll give it to you as well.â
With that, she forcibly broke away from Edgarâs 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 aweâinspiring.
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 snowâcolored 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.
âThe 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.
âIf youâre sick, you can rest for a day. You donât have to force yourself to go to the Fallen Corporation.â
Edgar paused as she helped her to tidy up her neckline, he was stunned for a couple of seconds before answering.
âOkay.â
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 eyeâcatching.
Grace drank a mouthful of porridge and smiled with satisfaction, âVery good, everyone is back, it will be lively in the future.â
Edgar stood by the side silently, and looked at the bodyguards one by one, and finally stopped on Jonas face.
He frowned slightly. âWho are VOLLZâ
Jonas lowered his head and replied calmly, âMr. Fallen, Iâm Miss Graceâs 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, âTwelve and Jonas, you will go with me to the company, and the remaining three will stay and look after the villa.â
They all said in unison, âYes, Miss.â
Grace went to the Fallen Corporation. Although Edgar had a dayâs rest because he was sick, he did not sit idle.
Just because he dinât have to go to the company doesnât mean he dinât have to do housework.
He took two cold medicines, and he was busy until midâafternoon 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. âBoss, I havenât seen you for a few days. Why are you so sick? Youâre looking so weak.â
Edgarâs black eyes sank as he gritted his back molars, âIâm doing very well.â
Realizing that he had said something wrong, he quickly patted his mouth twice and smiled.
apologetically. âI 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.â
Edgarâs warning eyes stared at him.
Seth understood and immediately raised his right hand, âI promise not to be rough, say it carefully,â
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, âDoss, is there anything urgent that you need me to do? a mission?â
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, âHow did youâ¦how did you chase after your wife?â
Huh??
Sethâs pupils froze.
What the hell was this?