The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 21

From the distance, a discordant voice suddenly rang out.

It disturbed them in their ambiguous postures.

Patric stepped forward gloomily, forcefully pulled them apart, and swiftly swung his fist at Edgar’s face.

Edgar couldn’t dodge in time. He groaned in pain and was forced to take two steps back from Patric’s punch.

Pursing his lips, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Patric shielded Grace behind him. When she saw that Edgar had been hit, a hint of worry flashed through her eyes. Looking joyful, she held herself back from applauding.

Since Edgar dared to bully her, it was right for Patric to punch him!

Edgar should be tortured to death!

“I heard that you found a new girlfriend, Mr. Fallen, and you are still pestering your ex-wife. Isn’t that inappropriate?” Patric chuckled and looked as gentle and noble as ever, as if he wasn’t the one who had just punched Edgar.

Edgar raised his eyes and stared back. Even though his face was injured, he was not inferior to Patric at all.

He said, “After all, she used to be my ex-wife. What right do you have to protect her, Mr.

Smith?”

He deliberately emphasized that Grace was his ex-wife. He was like a proud male lion that refused to yield an inch in the face of an enemy that coveted its prey.

Patric thought, “Because I’m her brother!”

Patric gradually stopped smiling, looking indifferent.

However, before he could say anything, Grace tightened her grip on his arm.

Snorting, Patric said, “Mr. Fallen, you’re really interesting. Grace is an independent person. She has the right to choose who she likes. What right do you have to take her as your own possession?”

Their eyes met. Their auras were well matched. Neither of them gave in.

Hostility permeated the air. They wanted to kill each other, but there was no winner after several rounds.

In the whole garage, they were like each other’s core enemies.

Grace felt that she was almost suffocated by the hostility. After a whole day of work, she was exhausted. She just wanted to end this da m n mess as soon as possible.

said, “It’s getting late. Tomorrow is a

Edgar took two steps forward and tried to stop

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him. Looking gloomy and ferocious,

Grace with a smile, he said, “You haven’t eaten dinner yet, have you? Why don’t we eat together tonight and have a

bother to

not

but Patric

Grace spoke so straightforwardly!

at Edgar provocatively and asked Grace, “Girl, it’s getting dark. Shall I send

head and saw the two men looking at

was speechless, thinking, “They are doing it

hoped that they could be out of her sight at the same time so that she

wearily, saying, “There’s no need. I want to familiarize myself

she quickly got in the Santana and slipped

men in the garage were looking at each other

Edgar felt that he had won. Smiling meaningfully, he said, “It seems that you don’t know much about

looked at him flatly, saying, “I grew up with her, and I’m more familiar

you.”

this, his face changed

Fallen, please keep your eyes on the person in front of you. Don’t think about

he walked

Patric had seen what had happened from the surveillance camera early this time. He immediately ordered his staff to block off the garage at the lowest level and prevent any employees from going down. Otherwise, Grace would get into trouble again. In the garage, Edgar stood upright. Because of the dim light, his

distance, Tim

going to go up against Patric for Grace. Doesn’t he notice that

that fair

Old Mr. Fallen drove her abroad for the sake of Mr. Fallen. She

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good care of her. It makes me really

sent a text message to Nancy reluctantly, briefly telling her what

win back Edgar’s heart when

“Tim, let’s go!”

After shouting, he quickly got into the car and waited for Tim to

stopped thinking and trotted to the driver’s

Grace was lost.

d navigation system. It kept showing that the signal was weak. She happened to be driving on the most complicated forked road in Frant City, so

twice on

Abruptly, she found that the car had

she found that the license plate number

“Is

he still following me?” She was