The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 250
Grace hurriedly arrived at the hospital and immediately had Eleven and Twelve, who were following her, stand guard at the
entrance to prevent any paparazzi from following or eavesdropping.
When she entered the ward, Abigail was already awake, leaning her head and looking out the window with a weary expression.
Abigail heard the sound of the door closing but didn’t turn around. “Grace, I wish I had died today.”
Grace sat
by the bedside, feeling a bit sorry for her.
On her way there, Grace already had a rough idea of what had happened.
Peter was a newcomer in the entertainment industry. After Abigail rose to fame with the Butterfly Girl Group, he actively pursued
her.
They intentionally generated hype about their relationship on variety shows, and three months ago, they quietly established a
romantic relationship.
Little did they know, Peter was a scumbag who cheated on Abigail with a girl named Elizabeth, who was also a member of the
Butterfly Girl Group.
Elizabeth deliberately schemed against Abigail within the group, isolating her and even tormenting her privately.
Abigail was already busy with her work, and Peter, for some inexplicable reason, was giving her the cold shoulder. Along with the
isolation, she suffered a mental breakdown.
Grace felt somewhat guilty; ever since she signed Abigail to her company, she had been focused on securing her work
assignments but neglected her emotional well–being.
“Peter is just a despicable scumbag!” Abigail turned around, grabbing Grace’s hand, tears streaming down her face.
“Grace, he said I’m too reserved, unwilling to kiss or do the things couples do. Is it my fault?”
“You’re not at fault. It’s your right to decide whether you want to do those things. If he truly loved

he wouldn’t give up on you because of that.”
you
Abigail cried even harder.
Grace hugged her and let her cry in her embrace without any worries.
“Today, I went to find him, but I caught him and Elizabeth naked in bed, doing that kind of thing. He said I was just an orphan and
not worthy of him. He even said that he was only with me because of my fame, but I genuinely liked him...”
Grace comforted her and gently stroked her back. Are all girls who fall in love like this, completely consumed by their emotions?
Abigail was deeply saddened right now, but Grace had to wake her up!
“Abigail, it’s not that he looks down on you; it’s because you have insecurities deep within yourself. You need to strengthen your
inner self!”
“Moreover, you did nothing wrong. Peler cheated on you, and he’s scum. Elizabeth knew you were in a relationship with him, yet
she didn’t back off and even took the lead in excluding you. You can’t think of ending your life. Don’t you want to grow stronger
and make those scumbags pay for bullying
you?”
Abigail shook her head, sinking into self–doubt. “T... I’m not like you, I have nothing.
“It’s precisely because you have nothing that you shouldn’t fear losing anything when confronting them. Besides, you have me.
Don’t you want to see the day when those scumbags kneel at your
feet and apologize?”
Abigail instantly stopped crying and looked at her earnestly, her eyes gradually firming up.
Coming out of the ward, Grace made a call to the Dark Bell organization.
“Quickly find evidence of Elizabeth and Peter secretly seeing each other. I want photos, 4K high–definition, uncensored.”
“Yes, boss.”

She felt uneasy leaving Abigail, so she temporarily left Eleven and Twelve to take care of Abigail. As soon as she came out of
the elevator and left the hospital, she saw Eder’s car from afar. Eder himself was leaning against the car, wearing a silver–gray
mask, his expression not easily discernible from a distance.
Grace was surprised and hurried over. “Why did you come here?”
Eder’s voice was deep. “Did you forget that I was supposed to pick you up? You came to the hospital without even telling me?”
He had been waiting downstairs for a long time, but Grace didn’t answer her phone. He only found out from Beth that she had
come to the hospital
“Oh, right!” Grace embarrassedly touched her earlobe. “I was busy and forgot. I’ll pay attention next time.”
Next time? Eder felt a bit displeased, but he didn’t say anything for the moment. He would deal with her later when they got back
home.
He helped Grace open the car door, and with his left hand, almost habitually, he blocked the roof edge to prevent her from hitting
her head.
Together, they returned to Grant’s house.
During dinner, Grace remained silent, still thinking about Abigail
Eder felt a pang of jealousy and had been holding back his frustration. He felt that Grace cared more about Abigail than about
him.
After finishing her meal, Grace went back to her own bedroom.
Eder grew even more annoyed. Taking advantage of her going back to her room, he quietly returned to his own room, taking
along a thick wooden ruler made of redwood.
Tonight, he was determined to establish his authority!
He stood in front of Grace’s door, hiding the ruler behind his back.
Grace hadn’t locked her door. He took a deep breath and forcefully twisted the doorknob. He faced Grace, who was sitting on the
bed talking on the phone, with a menacing expression. He took out the ruler, his face dark and ominous,

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“Grace! You went to the hospital without telling me. Do you still have any regard for me, your fiance?”
Grace, who was inexplicably in the middle of a phone call with a member of the Dark Bell Organization, raised her eyes to him.
Eder angrily slammed the ruler onto the bedside table, creating a loud “Thud” sound.
The sound startled him as well, but he couldn’t let his efforts go to waste. He kept a stern face and sternly reprimanded her. “Put
your hands out. Tonight, I’m going to teach you a lesson!”
Grace stared at him, confused.
Two minutes later, Eder surrendered under her cold gaze.
He knelt on the carpet beside the bed, with his back straight and his hands obediently pulling his own cars. Despite his rebellious
expression, he couldn’t hide the defiance in his eyes.
Grace sat leisurely on the bed, casually playing with the ruler he had brought.
“Eder, are you planning to rebel? Have you forgotten what you promised me last night at the entrance of the Smith family’s
house?”
Eder choked.
Last night, Grace had said to keep a record, and in a few days, he had to repay her with interest,
He had actually forgotten...
Seeing him like this, Grace figured that he must have completely forgotten. It didn’t matter; she could help him remember in a
moment.
She compared the thickness of the ruler to her little finger. It was thicker than she had thought.
Eder was quite cruel!
This redwood ruler was much more powerful than the thin sandalwood one she had given to Mia before.

Since he had handed it over, how could she not fulfill his wish?
“Tonight, I origencountered a troublesome situation, and I didn’t plan on dealing with 1 now you’re willingly delivering yourself to
me.”
but
She lowered her gaze, imitating his tone from earlier, and said in a deep voice, “Reach out, I’m going to teach you a lesson!”
Eder struggled internally but didn’t move.
“Hmm?”
Grace threatened him with a glance. “Will a grown up man like you break your promise?”
Eder was left speechless, his throat tightening in confusion. Slowly, he extended his left hand towards her, palm up and open.
Grace didn’t hold back either. A muffled sound echoed as the ruler made contact. He didn’t flinch, not even a furrowed brow.
In a gentle voice, Grace asked, “Does it hurt?”
Eder felt the pain and responded honestly, “It’s bearable.”
Having been handling guns for many years, despite a life of comfort in Frant City with few calluses,
his palms retained a rough texture. The ruler strike left only a two–finger–wide red mark on his palm
Although the injury wasn’t severe, it did hurt, but it was within his tolerance.
Grace wasn’t satisfied with his answer.
“Bearable” simply meant average. To put it bluntly, it didn’t hurt much. It appeared that she had gone easy on him.