The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 126

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Chapter 126

It seemed like he was incredibly tired last night; now he’s fast asleep. Grace gazed at him for a

moment.

Seeing the faint palm print and slight swelling on his left cheek, the traces of blood at the corner of his

mouth untouched, he looked just as miserable as she did, if not worse.

Although she had exhausted herself last night and couldn’t remember what happened afterwards,

based on the current situation, Edgar probably didn’t do anything to her.

She pursed her lips and suddenly tasted a hint of sweetness in her mouth. Was it the taste of glucose?

He was the one who put the drug in her coffee, along with the medicine. Now he’s pretending to be a

good person.

Heh.

A bone-chilling coldness filled Grace’s eyes. Putting on a self-directed and self-performed act for her?

Just wait!

She stepped out of the bathtub, quietly left the bathroom without waking him up.

Edgar was awakened by the intense pain on his back.

He had been leaning against the edge of the bathtub in such a posture that his arm was almost

dislocated from sleeping.

Last night, he was busy helping Grace reduce her fever and forgot to apply medicine to himself. He

accidentally bumped into the sharp corner of the bed, and his back was probably more swollen now.

He sighed, propped himself up, and sat up, only to find that the person in the bathtub was gone!

How did she wake up? He had no idea at all. It seemed that the effectiveness of this 023 special drug

indeed reduced his sensitivity quite a bit.

He got up, walked to the sink, and cleaned the trace of blood from the corner of his mouth in front of

the mirror. Then he went downstairs to find Grace.

The atmosphere in the living room was extremely heavy.

Grace sat on the sofa with her hands folded in front of her chest, her expression cold and fierce.

Eleven, Fifteen, Seventeen, and Eighteen, the four bodyguards, stood behind the sofa in an orderly

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manner, their expressions equally grim, like vengeful ghosts.

As soon as Edgar came downstairs, he saw this terrifying scene and knew that what had to come

would eventually come. He walked heavily towards them, stopped in front of Grace across the coffee.

table.

Grace raised her cold gaze to meet his, but said nothing.

Seventech, standing behind her, was the first to point at the two packets of coffee sugar on the table

and said, “Mr. Fallen, last night the young lady asked you to make coffee. You did make coffee, but you

added something disgusting to it. Isn’t that going too far? We found another packet of coffee sugar

containing drug in your room. How do you explain this?”

Edgar stared at Grace without shifting his gaze and explained, “It’s true that I put the coffee sugar

packets on the tray and served them to you. I won’t deny that. However, I had no prior knowledge of

the drug being involved.”

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Grace slightly curved her lips, a sarcastic look in her eyes. Are these two casually spoken sentences

supposed to be convincing?

Edgar knew deep down that she wouldn’t believe him at all. Still, he couldn’t help but try again, “Last

night, I said I wouldn’t deceive or manipulate you anymore. I kept my word. Can you… trust me this

time?”

Grace chuckled.

“When Nancy drugged you before, you sneaked into my room late at night, and the next day, you

suspected it was me. Do you think you deserve an explanation from me? If I hadn’t presented the

evidence to you, would you believe me?”

He knew it. This was an insurmountable obstacle. Edgar tightly pursed his lips, unable to respond.

Grace continued, “Last night, you promised not to deceive me anymore, yet you immediately drugged

me. You made the coffee this time, and you were the first one to rush in after I mistakenly consumed it.

Can you honestly say you have nothing to do with it?”

“Actually, if the one year agreement has been too difficult for you, I can give you a fair chance to

compete. Maybe you can sn atch the fallen family and the ancestral house back from me.”

Her voice paused, and her expression suddenly turned cold and stern. “But unfortunately, you seem to

enjoy using such despicable means. Well, I’m sorry to say, I hate deception the most!”

Edgar anticipated this outcome and smiled bitterly. “What do you want to do?”

“It’s simple.”

Grace lifted the corner of her lips, gently raised her hand, and immediately Seventeen brought a glass

of warm water from the kitchen, placing it on the coffee table.

She said, “I know that your drug packets were given to you by Yvonne when you went to the ancestral

house. There are still two coffee sugar packets on the table that were taken from you

your room. After testing, one packet contains drug, and the other is genuine sugar. Between you and

her. you choose one to be the mastermind.”

Edgar furrowed his brows, lowered his head, and looked at the sugar packets on the coffee table

without saying a word.

Grace continued, “If you can choose the sugar from this fifty-fifty chance, then I’ll believe that you were

just an accomplice or that you were deceived by Yvonne’s manipulation. I will let you go.”

“Make your choice, Young Master Fallen.”

Her final four words dripped with irony.

Edgar stood still, continuously staring at her, trying to find any other emotions in her eyes.

Unfortunately, there were none.

Well, wasn’t it his own fault for not being trusted by her?

He chuckled self-deprecatingly, walked to the coffee table, and took the two coffee sugar packets in his

hands to examine them for a while.

Under the gaze of everyone present, he tore open both sugar packets and poured them into the glass

of warm water, shaking it evenly. Then, he tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp.

“Mr. Fallen, you!”

Eleven, who believed in him more, was shocked to see him drink both packets. Miss Grace only had

half a cup of coffee with the drug last night, and she felt so uncomfortable. This is the strongest M drug

on the black market.

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He drank the entire packet. Was he really throwing caution to the wind?

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Miss Grace just asked him to choose, and there was still a fifty percent chance of getting it right! He

really lacks common sense!

“Very well. I respect Mr. Fallen’s choice.”

Grace’s face also turned dark. “Seventeen, Eighteen, take Mr. Fallen to the basement.”

“Yes.”

Seventeen and Eighteen were about to step forward and press on Edgar’s shoulder.

Edgar refused. “No need. I’ll go by myself.”

After saying that, he walked towards the basement, and Grace’s group followed him to the entrance of

the basement.

Seeing him go in alone, his departing figure looked somewhat desolate.

A bodyguard brought a chair for Grace, and she sat down in front of the basement steps, waiting for the

drug to take effect.

The basement was spa cious, as Grace had just moved in, so there weren’t many things there. Before

the bodyguards closed the door, they didn’t leave any lights for Edgar.

He was alone in the darkness. After only five minutes, he gradually felt his body heating up. The onset

was really fast. The effect of this drug was much stronger than the night before their divorce.

At first, he could still stand, but as time went on the burning sensation that rose from his chest grew

stronger. He finally understood why Grace curled up under the table when he found her last night.

Because this drug was truly unbearable. If he didn’t release it, it felt like his heart would be devoured by

that fiery sensation. He endured for half an hour, drenched in sweat, feeling like he had been pulled out

of water. His body was scorching hot, and that nameless fire was slowly eroding his sanity.

Outside the door, Grace sat quietly, clutching her palms tightly, her face expressionless.

Several bodyguards stood behind her, listening to the complete silence in the basement, gradually

hearing someone’s heavy breathing.

After nearly an hour, a wild and heart-wrenching roar suddenly echoed from inside,

Everyone outside the door was startled.

That was an entire packet of drugs!

If he didn’t get relief soon, the pain would be unbearable!

Eleven couldn’t bear to watch any longer. “Miss, it’s been an hour! I believe Mr. Fallen has learned. his

lesson. If we leave him to suffer like this, he might die!”

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