The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 258
Through the ghostly mask, Grace saw the intense erosion in his dark eyes, as threatening as an eagle, and her heart skipped a
beat.
Eder directly approached her in front of the onlookers and rubbed his nose against hers intimately.
Then, using a voice only the two of them could hear, he said, “Grace, please don’t blame me. Since you refused to listen to my
explanation, I had no choice but to resort to this.”
“You...”
Before she could continue speaking, Eder immediately pressed his thin lips against hers, kissing her directly
Grace didn’t move. Originally, she only wanted to cooperate with him in front of everyone, but his kiss stirred up her emotions,
causing her to forget herself and she involuntarily closed her eyes, kissing him back with their breaths intermingling.
The two of them were locked in a deep kiss at the entrance of the banquet hall, in a princess carry position.
Instantly, there were continuous exclamations from the scene.
Many people even took out their phones and snapped pictures.
Since it was a charity evening with invited and famous celebrities, there were quite a few media outlets present.
Flashlights quickly positioned themselves immediately capturing this epic moment, no one wanted to miss such a huge moment
Many socialites were almost jealous to death!
“They are so sweet! Mr. Storm is so domineering and such a perfect boyfriend material, they are simply a perfect match!”
“Wow! A princess carry kiss, so romantic! Why don’t I have an unmarried fiance like Mr. Storm?”
“This scene is just too beautiful. Is this charity evening a trap to deceive and kill us with dog food?!”
“Ah, I’m so envious. Please, God, bless me with such a sweet romance!”

Tom had been waiting in the hall for Grace to return from the restroom. When he came out to look for her, he just happened to
witness this scene.
He stared at Grace’s lips being kissed by Eder and almost fainted on the spot,
Damn it! Such an inconsiderate person! How outrageous!
Ava had just walked out of the garden path, and her dress was dirty. She was planning to go to the business car and change into
another gown when she witnessed the scene at the entrance of the banquet hall
However, as she stood on the path, under the dim lights, and no one saw the sarcastic smile on her face.
Amidst the discussions of admiration and jealousy from the crowd.
Eder and Grace finally ended their long kiss at the charity event.
Eder’s lips were stained with Grace’s lipstick, creating a striking contrast with his silver–grey ghostly mask
In front of so many people, Grace used her thumb to wipe off the lipstick marks, maintaining his
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Eder’s chest was immediately filled with happiness and he was satisfied with her actions, so he held her even tighter in his arms.
“Let’s go home!”
The media and the crowd automatically made way, and all the cameras focused on the two of them. capturing the whole scenes
with clicking sounds.
Grace didn’t like being weirdly observed by people. She buried her face in Eder’s chest, appearing exceptionally dependent and
gentle tonight.
That evening, the news of Tristan Barrow’s affair was overshadowed by a series of headlines of the big scene that had happened
at the event.

The photos of Eder and Grace sweetly kissing at the charity event quickly swept across major headlines.
The two of them were hailed as the sweetest unmarried couple of the aristocracy.
With their good looks and the support of their sweet–loving fans, the entire internet quickly rallied, chanting behind them,
“Get married! Get married!”
At that moment, the two central figures of the topic, having just gotten out of the car and returned to the Grant’s residence,
entering the villa one after another.
Eder lowered his head and silently followed Grace into the room, his face devoid of the dominance he displayed at the charity
event. His dark eyes nervously fixated on her slender back.
Once inside the room, Grace sat on the edge of the bed and started playing with her phone, treating a certain someone as if he
were air.
Eder still clung to a glimmer of hope so he sat beside the bed, close to her and weakly touched her wrist, starting to explain for
himself.
“I was wrong, but I really distanced myself from her. When you caught us, it was at that moment that she sprained her ankle and
was about to fall. After all, she’s the companion I brought, the spokesperson for the Rossi Project, and the face of the new
project for the Grant family. I couldn’t just let her fall, so I helped her up.”
Grace remained expressionless, still looking at her phone, completely ignoring his existence.
Eder continued, “Who knew she would take advantage of the situation and cling to my arm? I was tricked by her!”
As soon as he finished speaking, he could almost instantly feel the anger emanating from Grace and he quickly changed the
subject, “I’m not trying to shift the blame by saying all this. I didn’t live up to my promise to you, it’s my fault. My ability to discern
deceit is still not mature enough, but I’ll quickly improve it so that this kind of thing won’t happen again!”
“And tonight, when I kissed and hugged you at the entrance of the banquet hall without your permission, it was because you
wouldn’t listen to my explanation. Considering that it would make the headlines, benefiting the stock market of both the Grant
and Smith families, can you please not be angry?”
Grace’s anger didn’t diminish, and her expression grew increasingly cold.

As he realized that he couldn’t get through to her, Eder felt a heavy weight in his chest and lowered his eyes in disappointment.
It seemed she was very angry with him, and he had hoped to avoid a beating...
He got up and walked to the bedside table, opening the top drawer, and taking out a redwood ruler,
he handed it over to Grace
“Here, your family’s disciplinary instrument.”
Grace didn’t take it, so he simply tried stuffing the ruler into her hand.
“Although I’ve already thrown away the suit and gloves she touched, if you still have a grudge in your heart, use this to beat me
and vent your anger. Even if you end up breaking my arms, I won’t
utter a word.”
Grace still remained silent, her eyes never leaving her phone.
Eder stood quietly for a while, seeing her lack of response, then turned around and opened the wardrobe, taking out the high
quality washboard Grace had custom made for him and placing it on the carpet by the bed.
Then he rolled up his pants, revealing the bruised knees that had been tortured by the washboard.
Although Grace was focused on her phone, she subconsciously noticed his actions, and her gaze involuntarily landed on his
injured knees,
However, when her gaze reached his kure, her pupils trembled.
She saw him about to kneel, and Grace reached out to stop him.
Her intention was to show concern for him, but as the words came out of her mouth, they were laced with anger.
“Why are you rolling up your pants? Are you intentionally trying to show me your knee and then play the martyr?”
Eder smiled bitterly, ‘No, I just thought kneeling would hurt more if my pants were rolled up.”
Grace became even more angry. “Do you enjoy being punished? The more it hurts, the more you enjoy it, right?”

“I don’t like it.” he replied.
He frowned, his eyes filled with grievance. “I just thought if you saw how much pain I was in, maybe you would let out your anger
so you could feel better faster. After all, being angry is harmful to the body, and I hope your anger will subside quickly.
Eder’s words left Grace feeling uneasy.
Suddenly, a sentence from earlier in the day, spoken by Ava at her office door, inexplicably echoed in her mind.
“Miss Smith, don’t you think you’ve been unkind to Mr. Storm all along? You only love yourself. you’re not good to him at all...”
Had she been excessively harsh on Eder, relying on his limitless doting and becoming unruly? Had she been excessively strict
with him?
She sighed, her tone becoming much gentler, “Sit down and let me see your knee.” She stretched her hand in the form of a
gesture to him while she waited for his respo
Eder noticed the concern in her eyes, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth as he allowed her to hold him and sit
by the edge of the bed to check his lujury.
“It’s only been half an hour, and it’s already bruised. Did you not apply any medicine last night?”