The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 184

Chapter 184 He instructed Eric to hurry back to the base and find Dr. Y. but he had not returned yet. However, he was well aware of his condition. He knew he wouldn’t be able to make it back to Grace after dinner. Did he really want to die like this? He fell a sense of reluctance, but he was powerless to change his fate. He didn’t even have the strength to write a suicide note, It seemed like the first time Grace had embraced him since their divorce” No, she didn’t. She merely touched his head. Nick was right. In the end, she saw him as nothing more than a per She no longer loved him. As he pondered this, his consciousness began to fade, and his vision uncontrollably grew dark. “Grace” I’m giving you my life, and in return, you’ll give me back my love, alright? Resignedly, he closed his eyes, his hands hanging weakly by his side, his expression peaceful. Silence enveloped the surroundings. Apart from the rustling of the wind, which stirred the curtains, the only sound was the drip of blood. falling from his fingers to the ground. Inside the car, Grace suddenly felt a sharp pain in her heart. She covered her chest, her face turning pale with agony. Nick noticed her distress and quickly asked, “Sister Grace, what’s wrong? Are you okay?” He leaned forward, attempting to offer his assistance,

Grace reached out and refused his help. After taking a few deep breaths, the pain gradually subsided. But why? She had never experienced any heart problems before. This sudden pain was inexplicable. NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

“I’m fine. Perhaps I haven’t been getting enough sleep these past few days. It’ll be over in a few days anyway.” As she spoke, a cold glint flickered in her eyes. Nick failed to notice the expression in her eyes and offered words of comfort and concern. However, Grace paid no attention to his words. Before she departed, Edgar’s pale and frail face suddenly flashed in her mind. Tonight, he had acted strangely. Asking whether she would remember, whether she would die” Chapter 184 Was it the despair of a gravely ill person? The more Grace contemplated, the more peculiar it seemed. Especially his final words, when he grasped her wrist and said, “Nick is not to be underestimated. He may harbor secrets that could be very detrimental to you. You must be cautious and guard against him in the future.” Reflecting on it now, it felt wrong. When he said “in the future,” it sounded as if he was excluding himself. Then, she recalled his trembling hands, furrowed brow, and the overwhelming sense of helplessness that he couldn’t conceal. If he were to die” Grace’s breathing halted, and she called out to Nick’s driver, “Stop!” “What’s the matter, Sister Grace?” Grace hastily unbuckled her seatbelt and opened the car door. “I have urgent matters to attend to tonight. I might not be able to join you for this meal. Let’s reschedule for another time!” “Sister Grace”” Nick’s voice was cut off abruptly as she shut the door. Since they were in a villa area near the Cloud View, there were no taxis along the roadside. Grace disembarked from Nick’s car and prepared to walk back. Twelve and Nineteen quickly followed her.

Nick’s car came to a stop. Through the rearview mirror, he watched as Grace hurriedly made her way back to the Cloud View Villa, and a secretive expression gradually crossed his face. ” Grace had just left the Cloud View Villa when she entered again through the iron gate. The figures lurking in the darkness emerged, their eyes fixed on her. Seventeen rubbed his hands together in excitement. “Brother Eric, last time you won me a month’s salary. Today, I aim to win back the principal and profits, hehe!” Eric remained silent, his expression solemn and cold. “I’m not here to play cards today,” he stated firmly. The three of them exchanged bewildered glances, their confusion evident. Suddenly, a sharp pain struck the back of their necks. Their eyes rolled back, and they collapsed onto the ground. Eric glance at the motionless figures before him and brought his hand to his lips, producing a series of bird-like chirps. Cole took the tranquilizer gun and emerged from the shadows, asking. “Eric, we can’t just leave them lying here like this. Where should we take them to hide them for now?” After a minute of silence, the Cloud View Villa remained still, and Edgar still hadn’t emerged from inside. Eric sensed that something was amiss. “Never mind, let’s go check on the Mr. Fallen.” As the security door of the villa was closed, Eric contemplated kicking it open. However, he hesitated, knowing it would be difficult to explain if Grace returned and found the door damaged, Upon opening the door to the second floor room, Eric discovered Edgar seated in a reclining chair by the window, his dark red blood stark against the floor. “Mr. Fallen!” Almost instantly, both of them knelt at his feet, their faces drained of color.

Eric swiftly retrieved the frozen inhibitor from a small box and carefully injected it into the vein on Edgar’s neck. Cole, his hands now stained with blood, stared at his motionless form with a pained expression. Two minutes passed, but Edgar showed no signs of response. He remained cold, devoid of any signs of life. With trembling hands, Eric searched for a pulse on his neck. “Wake up! Don’t sleep, Mr. Fallen!” Eric’s voice trembled as he shook Edgar’s face, his own tears streaming down his cheeks. Are they too late? Beside him. Eric grew increasingly frustrated, his heart on the verge of breaking. His eyes reddened, his emotions escalating “Mr. Fallen, I beg you! I beg you not to sleep! Wake up! If you fall asleep, you won’t wake up again!” Edgar sat calmly in the reclining chair, his eyelashes undisturbed. Eric felt his own sanity slipping, collapsing onto the ground, leaning against Edgar’s hand. “Mr. Fallen, you saved me from the border of China when I was ten years old. You gave me a name, skills, and everything I have. I’ve followed you wherever you’ve gone over the yearsTM He pulled out a small knife from his pocket, his eyes fierce and his tone resolute. “My life is yours. If you die, I will die with you!” With that, he aimed the knife’s tip at his heart, poised to stab himself without hesitation. “Eric! No!” Cole cried out in despair. Suddenly, blood splattered across the area. The sharp point of the knife stopped just two millimeters away from piercing the skin.