The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife

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Abigail bowed twice in a row and eagerly walked back to the bedside. “I’m sorry, Mr. Smith! I’ve slept on the bedsheets and duvet cover. You probably don’t like that, right?”

Patrick seemed to understand her meaning and got up from the bed.

“I’m really sorry for disturbing you…” She said as she walked over to the side of the bed.

While continuing to apologize like she was reciting a sutra, she quickly gathered the bedsheets and duvet cover, then bowed and retreated.

Patrick looked at the empty bed that had been occupied just moments ago and smiled helplessly. He took out a spare quilt from the cabinet and spread it on the bed himself.

In just a few minutes, the girl had said “sorry” fifteen times and bowed twelve times!

Why did she seem so silly and cute?

This girl was quite interesting.

In the early morning, soft sunlight shane through the thin floor to ceiling windows, casting a gentle glow on the minimalist–style bed in the bedroom.

When Eder woke up, he saw that Grace was already awake, leaning against the head of the bed. playing with her phone, looking unusually focused.

He was a bit puzzled. “Playing with your phone early in the morning? Have you become addicted recently?”

“No, I’m buying something for you.”

Grace was actually buying him a gift? This time, it should be something normal, right?

“What are you lying? Let me see.”

Grace glanced at him with the corner of her eyes and didn’t find anything inappropriate about his request so she casually explained, “Just some vitamins that make man strong, and…”

Make man strong?

The more Eder listened, the more he found it strange, and he looked at her with a dark and intense gaze. “Why are you buying these things? Am I not enough to satisfy you?”

“No, no, no!”

Grace shook her head like a rattle drum. “Ed, you are amazing, but last night you said you could do at least three hundred one handed push–ups, but you couldn’t even do a hundred…”

Was she draining him lately?

Was he physically weak?

That was a big problem. She had to buy more kidney–tonifying medicine and make some soup for him to take good care of his body!

at her

hundred? Couldn’t do it! Couldn’t!

after one night, was actually being questioned by the

man, his self–esteem was deeply

like a calm lake suddenly being stirred by a monstrous wave,

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flames of anger roared and clamoured in

fiercer than the atomic bombs that bombed the

I refuse to accept this, I’ll let you see once again whether I can do

“Ed! Wait! Ed!!”

and she

was awakened by the smell of food

smell of fried

in the kitchen?

up, and changed into his suit. Then

out of the kitchen, and the dining table was already set with hot milk, toasted bread, fried eggs,

bowls of shredded chicken congee, and

gaze.

She said with a beaming

table and took the initiative to pull out the chair for him. “I don’t know if my cooking suits your taste.

but looking at Abigail’s harmless and innocent smile, his long legs moved involuntarily,

and sticky texture, and the eggs were perfectly fried. It

to stay here for a while, I can arrange for two

already caused you enough trouble by

at her sincere and determined expression and didn’t say anything

of immediately leaving, Patrick took the chance

kitch

was ready to leave, he spoke, “You have a magazine cover shoot

awkward standing there. Patrick put down the newspaper. “I just checked your schedule. Come on, I’ll give you a ride?”

walk down the mountain by myself. The manager’s assistant’s car will be waiting for me at the

and steady voice, he said, “I also have to go out. I’m just giving you a ride on the way. You can

said seeing that he was adamant

the driveway ran around the mountain. It would take at least

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the bottom of the mountain, Abigail bowed respectfully again. “Thank you

dinner tonight? I can prepare dinner for you in advance. I feel like I owe you something if I

she started to