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!

looked at her

a hundred? Couldn’t do it! Couldn’t!

proud of, after one night, was actually being questioned by the woman he

his self–esteem was deeply

suddenly being stirred by a monstrous

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flames of anger roared and clamoured in his chest.

fiercer than the atomic bombs that bombed the

I’ll let you see once again whether I can do it or

“Ed! Wait! Ed!!”

in vain and she

of food wafting in from outside the

of fried eggs.

in the kitchen?

got up, washed up, and changed into

dining table was already set with

chicken congee, and when she came

gaze.

She said

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

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

sticky texture, and the eggs were perfectly fried. It unexpectedly tasted delicious.

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

surprise. “Thank you, Mr. Smith, but I’ve already caused you enough trouble by staying here. I’m good at doing housework and cooking. so I

at her sincere and determined expression and

Patrick took the chance and sat on the

kitch

up the kitchen and was ready to leave,

her bag tighter, feeling a bit awkward standing there. Patrick put down

mountain by myself. The manager’s assistant’s car will be waiting

In a low and steady voice, he said, “I also have to go out. I’m just giving you a ride

Thank you, Mr. Smith.” Abigail said seeing that he

and the driveway ran around the mountain. It would

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to walk down the

Will

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

back for dinner tonight? I can prepare dinner for you in advance. I feel

looked at her as she started to