The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 200

Chapter 200
Upon seeing his puzzled expression, Grace explained, feeling a little flattered by the look in his black. eyes, “Didn’t you say that regular ointment wouldn’t work for wounds caused by the 540 strong corrosive agent? This box contains specialized ointment that I bought this morning. I’ll use it later, and it should help you recover faster.”
Edgar looked down at the ointment in her hands. Though she didn’t say it explicitly, he knew in his heart that this ointment was only available in the war laboratory. It was likely that she had contacted Chris to obtain it.
The treatment effect was decent, but with the 5404 biochemical virus in his body, this ointment would be ineffective for his injuries.
“Thank you. This is the first gift you’ve given me since your divorce,” he said, his thumb gently rubbing the cintment box. His eyes turned reddish, and even the wounds all over his body felt less painful.
“It’s not a gift. This time, you got hurt because of me, so consider it my way of making amends,” Grace replied, her voice trailing off. “And if we really think about it, the true ‘gifts’ since the divorce would be the bankruptcy of the leng family, your employment agreement, and that 023 medicine.”
Edgar rubbed the back of his hand, feeling a shift in her demeanor. Suddenly, her words didn’t carry the same weight”
Grace observed his expression, pleased to see it stiffen. A smile bloomed on her face as she went to retrieve Nick’s written confession from the table.
She read every word carefully, her smile gradually fading, replaced by a more serious expression. “Nick said that Mr. Logan Smith instructed everything that happened at the bar and the potion. incident?” she asked.
Logan was her fourth uncle. In the Smith family, he was an idle person with no ambitions.
She had previously suspected her third uncle, Mr. Xander Smith of being involved in the schemes against her, but she never expected it to be Logan.
Edgar nodded. “Though Nick may not have explained everything in detail, he can clearly outline the exchange process. Logan’s son works in the State Affairs Bureau, and Nick fears him and follows his orders. It would make sense for him to be sent to the lab to steal the medicine.”
Grace sat on the small sofa beside him, silently contemplating for a long time. Anger slowly surfaced on her face.
“This Logan, I won’t let him off the h ook! Tomorrow, I’ll discreetly head to S City to collect what I’m
owed!”
If someone dared to harm her in such a sinister way and didn’t let him taste the consequences, she couldn’t just let it slide!
She looked up, noticing the injuries on Elgar’s body. “You’re still injured. Just stay at the Cloud View Villa. You’re not allowed to accompany me this time.”
Edgar was worried that he wouldn’t find an excuse to join her if she forbade him from going, so he came up with a quick retort.
“Alright, I’ll stay at the Cloud View Villa and wait for you to come back,” he acquiesced, lowering his voice as he sp ake the last few words. However, Grace was too engrossed in carefully reading Nick’s confession to notice.
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“Logan, that cun ning individual, has been hiding so well!”
“From what you said, it seems you’re quite familiar with this Mr. Logan Smith. Have you been to the Smith family before?” Edgar raised an eyebrow, teasing her knowing the answer but wanting to hear it from her.
Grace looked up, meeting his gaze, and arched her eyebrows. T’m not familiar with him personally, but I do know Mr. Patric Smith. Perhaps it’s because Mr. Patric Smith has shown me great kindness that he attracts jealousy from the Smith family. They came to harm me.”
“Oh,” Edgar pursed his lips and chuckled.
As he glanced back at her, he noticed Grace studying his expression with sharp eyes. Quickly, he lowered his face, feigning unhappiness. “Why are you telling me this? I don’t think Patric is as good to you as you claim.”
Grace propped her chin up with her hand, her tone slightly playful. “So, are you feeling jealous again?*
Edgar lowered his head and didn’t respond to her question. His voice was muf fled as he spoke, “I’m going to make breakfast.”
IE wasn’t until he turned around that a smile tugged at his lips. Grace laughed as well. With his departure, she pondered the contents of Nick’s confession once more, her thoughts now focused on planning her return to 5 City.
While Edgar busied himself preparing breakfast, Joan purposely woke up fifteen minutes earlier than usual. She wore a charming yet cute pale pink nightdress and leaned against the kitchen door. tilting her head to watch Edgar cook.
They say a man who can cook is the se xiest and most attractive, and in this case, it was even more so because of his handsome appearance.
He was truly eye-catching.
Joan contemplated secretly bringing him back to the Knight family, allowing herself a few days to enjoy his presence. But how should she go about it?
Sensing someone’s gaze, Edgar felt a bit uncomfortable but ignored it, focusing on chopping vegetables with his numb hands.
“Hey! I’ve been standing here for quite some time. Can’t you see me?” Joan’s voice carried a playful tone as she pouted her lips, looking slightly displeased.
Edgar continued chopping vegetables as if she were air, paying no attention to her.
“You’re being rude. I am the hostess here, and you’re just a ser vant in Grace’s Cloud View Villa. How dare you ignore me!” Joan felt aggrieved.
Throughout her life, everyone had treated her like a precious treasure, spoiling her rotten. How dare this ser vant disregard her!
Edgar paused his chopping and spoke in a cold voice, “My loyalty is solely to Grace. Apart from her, no one has any authority over me.”
“You!” It was the first time Joan encountered such an arrogant ser vant, and she couldn’t accept it.
“Why can’t I summon you?” she exclaimed, anger mounting. She then walked into the kitchen, deliberately knocking over the glass of warm milk Edgar had prepared for Grace. She assumed an air of superiority.
“Apologize to me! I demand that you speak to me the way you address Sister Grace! Otherwise, I’l
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tell her that you spilled her milk and let her punish you!”
Edgar’s black eyes turned icy, and a chilling aura enveloped his entire being. He let the empty glass fall to the ground, shattering it into pieces right by Joan’s feet. He gazed at her with cold, ruthless eyes, and continued preparing breakfast without uttering a word.
Joan’s grievances reached their peak. “How dare you treat me like this! You’ve gone too far!” She seethed with anger, ready to raise her hand and teach him a lesson.
Edgar’s gaze remained cold and merciless, his grip tightening around the knife in his hand. An unreasonable fool-regardless of her being Nick’s sister, if she dared to lay a hand on him, he would not hesitate to retaliate.
However, before he could make a move, someone grabbed Joan’s wrist from behind. She turned around to find Grace holding onto her tightly, her eyes instantly welling up with tears.
“Sister Grace, he’s bullying me! He even tried to larm me with a glass! Although he may look handsome, he’s worse than the men at the bar last n ig
Tears streamed down Joan’s face as she spoke, feeling utterly wronged. “He’s mean and disobedient! Sister, please punish him!”
Grace held onto Joan’s wrist, her eyes fixed on Edgar with a hint of amusement, her lips curving into a smile. “She claims that you’re mean and disobedient. Do you acknowledge this?”
She was curious to see how he would react when accused by Joan. Would he respond with anger or indifferently accept the punishment?
Meeting her gaze with a clear expression, Edgar put down the kitchen knife and wiped his hands. His eyes appeared reddened, and his face held an expression of aggrieved innocence, like that of a deflated balloon.
“She wanted to call me, but I only listen to you,” he replied softly.
“Furthermore, I’m always well behaved and obedient. I don’t know why she would slander me
Joan blinked in confusion, taken aback by the unexpected turn of events. “Wait, what?”
What in the world was happening? This wasn’t how she had envisioned things unfolding. How could this man act more virtuous than her?
Grace released Joan’s wrist but maintained her amused gaze. “Well, it seems Edgar acknowledges his mistakes. You should apologize too, Joan”
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