Chapter 199
The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife
Chapter 199
The silk fabric had already adhered to the wound in a large area, and the blood had dried up.
Nineteenâs hands were shaking, and he couldnât completely remove the shirt after two attempts.
But the fleshy, bl oody whip wounds on the inside were already visible.
âOh my Go d! Who did this? Itâs too cruel!â Nineteen exclaimed in shock.
Nineteen, who had grown up in a black market organization, was used to strict rules. It was not uncommon for inadequate members to be severely beaten or even killed.
Moreover, Edgar was different. He was clearly a pampered young master. How could he suffer such a serious injury?
Edgar stopped him from being surprised and said, âDonât shout, close the door and windows, and draw the curtains. If you canât remove the shirt, apply a hot towel to it for a while.â
âAlright, alright.â Nineteen quickly complied, hurrying to the bathroom to get a hot towel
Applying a hot towel to the wound caused a sharp, needle-like pain once again.
Edgarâs body trembled violently, cold sweat pouring down like rain, and his grip deforming the pillow.
Although Nineteen didnât often get beaten, he had experience in administering medical aid. He took an anti-inflammatory lozenge from the medicine cabinet and placed it in Edgarâs mouth. He then brought a basin of water to help clean the blood off his back, removing the soiled bandage.
âMr. Fallen, who did this? Who dares to touch you, apart from Missâ Nineteen widened his pupils and asked softly. âItâs not actually a lady, is it?â
Edgar felt dizzy and buried his face in the blanket, not bothering to respond.
Nineteen pondered for a moment but realized something was amiss. âIt shouldnât be Miss. If it were her, you wouldnât have let me handle the wound quietly.â
âDonât speculate, hurry up. I need to cook before Grace comes back,â Edgar said, the pain evident in his voice. Walking was particularly painful due to the injury on his lower back, yet he still insisted. on getting up to cook.
Nineteen felt a pang of distress. He sighed, unable to come up with a good solution to hide the torn shirt from Miss Grace and the other bodyguards. He discreetly tucked it under the bed, concealing it for the time being.
The alcohol disinfection was too painful, so Nineteen opted for milder iodophor. The burns on the middle of Edgarâs back were properly bandaged.
Edgar insisted on getting out of bed, but Nineteen had no choice but to administer another shot of antibiotics.
Half an hour later, Grace returned to the Cloud View Villa accompanied by Joan, a lively girl. They scanned the entire Cloud View Villa, with Joan wrapping her arms around Grace and acting like a spoiled child, âNot bad, Sister Grace, I didnât expect your Cloud View Villaâs environment to be this good. I made the right decision this time! Letâs stay here for a few more days!
Grace remained unaffected, her tone stern. âItâs fine, just three days. When the time comes, Iâll have the bodyguards escort you back to 5 City.â
Joan pouted, âAww, Sister Grace is so heartless.â
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Graceâs tone softened, âThatâs not true. We need to avoid any more trouble like we had at the bar today. If you want to stay here for a few days, you have to behave and be obedient, understand?â âI got it!â Joan replied with a grin, and the two of them entered the Cloud View Villa, laughing As soon as they opened the door, the aroma of food wafted towards Grace, and she instinctively glanced towards the kitchen. She had instructed Edgar to rest, so why was he up and cooking?
Edgar heard the sound and emerged from the kitchen. Grace noticed that he had changed into a dark black silk shirt. The top buttons were slightly undone, revealing a glimpse of his collarbone. It seemed like he had also washed his hair, looking handsome and refreshed. His condition and complexion appeared to have improved.
âWhy arenât you wearing a coat? Have you taken your cold medicine?â Graceâs voice remained as cold as ever, but her concern for him was evident as soon as she returned.
âYou said you would come back at night to check on my injuries, so I didnât wear it,â Edgar explained, pulling his shirt to reveal the bandage on his back. âI did sustain a minor injury earlier, but itâs been treated with medicine, as you can see.â
Grace remained silent, while Joan couldnât take her eyes off Edgar. She studied his face intently and remarked, âSister Grace, who is he? He looks so handsome! Your taste in men is exceptional!â
Since Joan had arrived at the bar after Edgar was injured, she hadnât seen his face until now. His appearance captivated her attention.
Graceâs expression remained impassive as she replied, âHeâs my ser vant.â
âJust a ser vant?â Joanâs eyes lit up. âCan you lend him to me for a few days?â
âNo way,â Grace immediately refused without hesitation. She glared at Edgar, displeased with Joanâs obvious interest in him. âPut on your clothes!â
âAlright,â Edgar obediently nodded and quickly buttoned up his shirt, deliberately ignoring Joanâs presence as he went upstairs.
Joan tugged at Graceâs sleeve and acted like a spoiled child. âLetâs play for a couple of days, Sister Grace!â
Graceâs eyebrows furrowed. âNo, thereâs no need to discuss it.â
âSister Graceâââ
âLetâs eat!â Grace interrupted, leading Joan into the dining room.
After the meal, Grace assigned a clean room on the third floor to Joan, and they chatted for a while before Grace retired to her own room to rest.
The next morning, even though it was only 6 oâclock, Simian had already printed out the information Nick had provided and personally delivered it to the Gulf Cloud View Villa. Due to their previous encounter, they were hesitant to enter and stood outside the Cloud View Villaâs back door, waiting.
Edgar came out to receive the documents. As he glanced over them, his expression grew serious, prompting him to go upstairs and knock on Graceâs door.
However, there was no response, even after he knocked for a long time. Had she been sleeping too deeply?
After considering it for a moment, Edgar decided to wait until she woke up. But as he turned around, he spotted Grace coming down the corridor, dressed casually and holding a cardboard box in her
hand.
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âHave you been outside?â Edgar asked, puzzled by her sudden appearance.
Graceâs expression appeared lazy as she replied. âNo, I just went to the front door to pick up a package.â
Edgar found it strange. With so many bodyguards in the Cloud View Villa, why would she personally receive a package? What could be so important?
However, he chose not to inquire further. Grace by passed him and opened the door to her room. âI have something to discuss with you.â
He followed her inside and handed her the documents that Simian had brought. âNick explained.
everything in here. Take a look.â
âOkay.â hands.
Grace responded, although it was clear she wasnât really focusing on the information in her
Then she opened the cardboard box, revealing a container of ointment inside. She handed it to Edgar.
âHold this.â
Edgar looked at her in astonishment. She had bought this ointment for him?