The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 300

Chapter 300 After a while. Grace shook her sore wrist. She had never imagined that taking a shower could be so exhausting! Being drenched herself, she not only had to wash Eder but also herself! Suppressing her anger, she slid Eder out of the bathtub. After drying his body, she left him on the dry tiles and flung his nightgown at him. “Put it on yourself!” Eder didn’t move, didn’t pick it up, and let the nightgown slip off his face and fall to the ground. “My arm is weak, and my hand hurts…” He couldn’t dress himself! Grace glared at his delicate and pretentious appearance, grinding her molars and feeling her anger reaching its boiling point. What the hell? Who … pushing whose bottom line?? In the face of his constant testing and betrayals, she fiercely retorted, “I’ll give you a minute. Pick it up and put it on immediately. Then, get out of the house and get me a clean nightgown. If you dare to be late, I’ll make sure you remember the consequences of your previous actions! I’ll permanently cancel giving you medicine at night!” Eder Adam’s apple bobbed up and down. His knees suddenly seemed to hurt, and his hand throbbed even more! Cancel the feeding service? No! He couldn’t bear it! Grace coldly counted the seconds while rubbing her wrist. “You still have fifty-eight seconds left!” Eder froze for a moment, then quickly bent down to pick up the nightgown, neatly putting it on. He opened the door, slipped on his slippers, and hurried to the adjacent wardrobe. “Ten, nine, eight…” The countdown echoed in the bathroom, resembling an emotionless timekeeper.

At the last second, Eder hung the nightgown on the bathroom shelf with precision. Grace glanced at it and teased, “Well, Eder, seems like you’ve got some potential!”

Eder remained silent. Tonight, all of his careful thoughts were exposed by Grace! She had nothing to sa He felt a surge of frustration and slammed the bathroom door shut. about it! As if venting all her frustration, Grace looked at the naive man behind the door, smiled, and sighed helplessly. Her eyes were filled with a sense of resignation. Two days later. On this winter day, the city was engulfed in overcast clouds, and a heavy fog blanketed the sky. It didn’t take long for rain to fall, mixing with the cold wind that sent shivers down people’s splues. The heavy iron gates of the high-level prison creaked open. Nick changed out of his prison uniform, donning a crisp but thin white shirt. He carried a black bag containing the few clothes he had during his time in prison. The prison guard watched as he walked slowly and pushed him out through the prison’s iron gates. 11:58 The Mellona “Treasure this chance to be released on bail Start anew and be a good person!” Nick took two unsteady steps, then raised his head to face the gloomy sky, allowing the cold rain to cascade over his face. His lis once rough and worn face gradually formed a smile. Start anew? Yes, this would be a fresh start for him! rd swiftly A black van suddenly pulled up in front of him from the end of the street. Simon and Bernard stepped out, covering his mouth without uttering a word, and forcefully guided him into the backseat of the car.

Nick accidentally humped his knee on the seat and let out a groan. At the same time, he caught sight of a pair of delicate high heels, His spirits lifted, and he looked up. Grace sat beside him with a small table between them. Behind her delicate and alluring face, her eyes brimmed with cold indifference and boundless disgust. Nick clenched his knee, shifting in his seat. “It has been more than half a month since I last saw her. Sister Grace, you are as radiant and beautiful as ever. My heart flutters at the sight.” Grace suppressed her nausea, unwilling to listen to his nonsense. She went straight to the point. “Where’s the medicine? “What medicine?” Grace’s face turned cold, a chilling sensation coursing through her body. She pulled out a pistol, loaded it, and aimed it at Nick’s forehead. “You think I’m joking? If I can get you out, I can put you back She pressed the muzzle of the gun against Nick’s head, causing his head to tilt slightly. “Grace, don’t worry. I promise you, I will get it for you!” Grace kept the gun trained on him, her tone icy. “Where is it? Take me there.” Nick chuckled. “That wouldn’t be wise. If I take you there, I would be exposing my cards. I’m still- waiting for you to agree to marry me.” Eleven and a few bodyguards frowned at his words. Grace narrowed her cold eyes, silent for a moment before saying, “What do you want?” Nick gazed at the raindrops on the car window. Grace gestured to Eleven, signaling him to take action. Read the book Eleven took out a pen from his suit pocket, found a scrap of paper in the car, and handed it to Nick. Nick quickly scribbled down a phone number on it. “Use this number to contact me again before tomorrow night. Follow my instructions and come to the designated location to collect the medicine.” . Grace scrutinized the number carefully, her cold eyes devold of any emotion. “Nick, if you dare to playProperty © of NôvelDrama.Org.

any tricks, I promise you’ll regret it more than death!” “No, as long as I get what I want, Sister Grace, you will undoubtedly get what you desire!” He smiled, gently pushing her gun away. Grace retracted the gun and handed it to Eleven. She continued her questioning, “Where are you going now? Back to the Knight residence?” E “No.” Nick observed his surroundings through the car window. Twelve, who was driving the car, quickly pulled over to the side of the road. “Wait!” Nick halted him. Grace raised an eyebrow, her impatience evident. “What now? Pretending not to notice her impatience, Nick smiled, his phoenix eyes sparkling. “I don’t have any money on me. I want to buy some warm clothes, have a decent meal, and get a pack of cigarettes. Sister Grace, could you spare some?” Suppressing her anger, Grace glanced at Eleven. “How much cash do you have with you?” Eleven promptly searched through his suit lining and trouser pockets. “I have five hundred.” “Give it to him.” Eleven felt disgruntled as he flung five pink bills at Nick’s chest. “Here you go, take it and get out!” Nick remained unperturbed, stooping down to pick up the money. Just as he finished retrieving it, Fifteen and Bernard forcefully pushed him out of the van. They swiftly closed the door and walked away, while Bernard even stuck her head out of the window, displaying her annoyance. She was still harboring thoughts of marrying into his family. It was like a toad lusting after the flesh of a swan. Grace didn’t intervene, allowing them to be a little extreme. She gazed at Nick, who was still standing there, through the rearview mirror. She instructed Eleven, “Find two good and follow him quietly, I want to know where he went.”