The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 240
Grace stared at the man pretending to sleep and smiled mischievously, her tone turning into one of regret.
“Since Eder is sleeping so soundly, I feel relieved. After careful consideration, I think it’s better for me to return to the Smith
family. I’ll leave it to Eric to take good care of you. I’ll come to see you in a couple of days.”
She pretended to move his head and get up.
Suddenly, a strong force from the man on her leg tightly circled around her waist, and he buried his head in her embrace without
any care or concern
“Eric is so rough, he can’t take care of me properly. I want Grace...”
His voice sounded muf fled, unexpectedly reminiscent of a grandmother’s tone, and even a bit pitiful
Grace suppressed her laughter and deliberately pushed him away. “No, that won’t do. My luggage is all at the Smith family, so I
have to go back.”
Eder quickly got up from her embrace, grabbed the phone on the bedside table, and called Eric.
“Tomorrow, go shopping at the mall Grace wears size 5 for clothes and shoe size 34. Also, buy all those nice necklaces,
earrings, and accessories. Fill up all the wardrobes in the villa for me.”
After giving the instructions, he quickly hung up the phone.
Grace was still in a daze when someone snuggled up to her again.
Despite being a tall guy of 188cm, he looked weak and sickly, and it seemed easier to topple him
than her.
However, the corners of his mouth curled up in a sly manner, out of her sight, revealing a mischievousness in his black eyes.
Once she moved into his villa, there was no way she could move out again!
Grace didn’t know what he was plotting, and her thoughts were still stuck on his previous sentence. Curiously, she asked, “How
did you know that I wear size 5?”
“I’ve held you
before.”
Well, she was thin, so anyone who paid a little attention could probably guess.
But...
Grace furrowed her brows in doubt. “Then how did you know my shoe size?”
Did he reveal something?
Seeing him silent, Grace guessed that he was figuring out how to fool her again.
Whenever it’s quiet, mischief is guaranteed!
She exterided her slender fingertips and viciously pinched his cheek, using some force.

“Ouch!” Eder’s facial features tightened, returning to the expression of a victim as before. “Be gentle, I’m injured...”
Why is it that every time she can accurately seize the opportunity to bully him?
Eder felt quite depressed.
Ignoring his pretended aggrieved tone, Grace said, “Confess honestly, when did this happen?”
Chapter 240
“The last time you got drunk at the Honey Bar, I took you to a hotel and took care of you all night. I wiped your face, washed your
feet. And also, that night when you got drunk at the Grant family’s place. Only those two times!”
At that time, he unintentionally noticed that her feet were so small.
Round and fair, they exuded cuteness.
He compared her foot size with his hand, but he didn’t expect Grace’s feet to be even smaller than his hand.
Grace’s face turned red instantly, and her toes involuntarily curled up.
She never dreamed that Eder would secretly do such an embarrassing thing while she was unconscious from drinking.
How awkward!
She exerted a little more force on her hand, and Eder’s brows furrowed even tighter, letting out another cry of pain.
“Besides that, have you done anything dirty to my feet? Eder, do you have any strange fetishes? Confess quickly!” Grace stared
at him inquisitively, her eyes holding a hidden meaning.
What’s going on?
Is it him who’s acting strange, or is it Grace?
He was about to explain when Grace suddenly became afraid of what shocking behavior he might confess.
“Forget it, don’t say anything for now. Let me think it through,” she let go of his cheek, moved him away from her embrace, and
stood up. She looked down at him condescendingly.
“Considering your previously unknown audacious behavior and the possibility of having peculiar fetishes, I’ve decided to observe
you for a while longer!”
“Don’t expect to cuddle with me at night. I’ll sleep in the adjacent room during this time, and I’ll even lock the door! You better
give me ”
“Behave yourself! If you dare break into my house in the middle of the night, I’ll chop off both your hands! If you dare sneak into
my bed, I’ll chop off that hand of yours!”
She stared at his legs and made a chopping motion with her hand, her eyes fierce and her tone threatening.
“Grace...” Eder felt so wronged.
He had finally turned over a new leaf, and now it was all up in the air??
He whimpered in grievance, wanting to reach out and hold her hand, but ended up grasping at thin
air.

Ignoring his plea, Grace turned around and walked away, adding, “Be a good boy, rest and recover. If you say another word, I
won’t talk to you for a whole mouth.”
Eder found himself inexplicably silenced, and could only weakly watch her leave the bedroom, closing the door behind her.
He wanted to chase after her to explain.
But he couldn’t bear the thought of Grace not talking to him for a whole month! Not even for a single day!
He was truly at a loss for words, overwhelmed by bitterness.
With Grace’s threat, Eder didn’t cause much trouble these past two days.
For two consecutive days, Grace took care of him without leaving his side.
With her vigilant eye, Eder’s external injuries were almost healed, thanks to timely medication changes.
But besides taking care of Eder, she didn’t neglect her work on the angle side either.
During Eder’s nap time, she made a phone call to Beth in Frant City.
“Yes, Tom, Abigail Green, Andy.... These artists are my priority for development. Transfer them to the S City headquarters, and I
want to personally oversee them in the future.”
“Also, tomorrow is the ribbon-cutting ceremony for the angle building in S City. There can’t be any mistakes. Have all the
invitations been sent out? Make sure those big shots in the entertainment industry have received them, and provide me with a
list of confirmed attendees. If there’s any issue, let me know first...”
She was in the garden making the call when she stealthily slipped into Eder’s room.
Taking advantage of Grace’s focus on work. Eder quietly spat up blood in the bathroom, then cleaned the bloodstains in the sink,
leaving no trace.
!!
Seemingly Eric happened to see it when he came in.
“Boss, how about finding an excuse tomorrow or the day after to go to the lab for another test? I feel like you’ve been spitting up
blood more frequently lately.”
Eder declined, “No need. It’s my own hody, and I know it well. There shouldn’t be any major issues for now. Did you bring the
suppressant?”
Eric took out the suppressant, quickly disinfected it, and skillfully injected it into Eder’s jugular vein.
Eder’s dark pupils slightly narrowed. Though injecting into the jugular vein was painful, he seemed to have grown accustomed to
relying on suppressants to survive.
Eric recalled the palm strike he received from Chris a few days ago, his face filled with displeasure.
“Boss, don’t try to be so reckless next time. If Dr. Mark hadn’t given you an extra dose of the suppressant to enhance its effect,
considering the severity of your injuries at that time, you would have passed out on the spot, wouldn’t you?”
It was highly likely that if he had indeed fainted, he wouldn’t have been able to hide his condition from Grace.

Eder knew it all too well and kept his head lowered, not saying a word.
Eric sighed, put the used syringe in his pocket, intending to discreetly take it out.
Just as he stood up, a clear and playful voice sounded from outside the door.
“What suppressant?”
Grace was leaning against the door, lazily looking at Eder on the bed, then glanced at Eric’s stiff-backed.