The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 125

Realizing something was amiss, he opened the door and took a look. There was no one in front of the

desk computer.

“Grace?”

Edgar’s face changed, and he walked in to investigate. The gasping sound… was coming from under

the desk.

He swiftly lifted the tablecloth and saw Grace curled up in a cramped space, her face unnaturally

flushed. He squatted down and gently touched her neck with his hand, discovering that her whole body

was burning up.

This condition…

Half of the coffee on the table had been consumed, and the sugar packets in the tray had been torn

open. He recalled the abnormal behavior of Yvonne when he visited the old house a few hours ago and

instantly understood what was going on.

“D amn it!” He lifted Grace out from under the desk.

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Feeling the cold body brush against her was comforting. Under the influence of the medication, Grace

had an indescribable thought for the first time.

She tightly wrapped her arms around the man’s neck, driven by the scent of male hormones, which

incited her to commit something she would regret.

Edgar carried her back to the bedroom, feeling her restless movements. Afraid of hurting her, het

lightened his grip.

“Grace, hold on a little longer. You’ll be fine soon.”

Hearing the familiar voice, Grace forced her consciousness, lifting her eyes to take a look. The moment

she recognized Edgar, her heart was filled with anger. Suppressing her feelings of desire, she raised

her hand and slapped him across the face.

Having been drugged, the slap wasn’t too heavy, but Edgar, who was about to head to the bathroom,

was caught off guard. Grace struggled and slipped from his grasp, but her hand still clung tightly to his

collar.

Suddenly, both of them lost their balance and fell to the ground.

Seeing Grace’s head about to hit the bed commer, Edgar disregarded everything else. He held her

neck, pulling her towards him, and used his back to cu shion the impact, hitting the ground first.

“Ugh, hiss…”

His back slammed hard against the bed corner, and the still swollen injury intensified, causing him to

break out in a cold sweat. He nearly fainted on the spot. Before he could recover from the intense pain

in his back, there was a loud “cr ack as another slap landed forcefully on his face.

Grace had managed to break free from his embrace, dragging the upper half of his body onto the floor.

She viciously pressed her knee against his chest and tightly gripped his collar.

When she looked at him, her pupils were filled with boundless hatred.

“Edgar! You’re despicable and shameless! Your words tonight were indeed just an act! You thought that

by drugging me, I would lose control and let your filthy intentions succeed? You’re dreaming!”

“Grace, calm down, this matter…”

“Cr ack!”

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Another slap hit him on the face, and this time, Grace exerted all her remaining strength. The

mixture of anger and resentment burned in her heart, threatening to consume her sanity completely.

The slap left a ringing in Edgar’s ears, and he felt a momentary dizziness. The intense pain from hitting

the corner of the bed with his back hadn’t subsided yet.

His facial features twisted in agony, but before he could catch his breath, he noticed that Grace’s hand

gripping his collar was trembling, and her eyes were filled with murderous intent.

“Edgar, I want you to suffer a fate worse than death!”

Grace released him, struggling to regain consciousness and reach for the alarm button on the bedside.

Suddenly, that overwhelming anger surged within her, making her uncontrollably curl up on the floor,

shivering. There was a sinister voice in her head, urging her to attack a certain man to vent her anger!

But she couldn’t! Absolutely not! She pressed her body against the cold floor, trying to awaken her

senses with its icy touch.

Enduring the pain, Edgar propped himself up and saw her suffering on the floor alone.

If she didn’t vent her anger and lust after being drugged, she would feel unbearable torment, even to

the point of wanting to die!

Despite the extent of her suffering, she still didn’t want to pounce on him. Did the antidote take effect?

Had her disgust for him already reached the depths of her bones?

Edgar smiled wryly, walking towards her, intending to pick her up again.

“Don’t touch me! I will kill you!”

Edgar’s hand froze for a second, but he resolutely chose to lift her up. “Fine, do whatever you want.

until the effects of the drug wear off.”

Grace no longer had the strength to break free from his grip. Her mind was lazy, and she could only let

him carry her into the bathroom.

Edgar turned on the showerhead, filling the bathtub with cold water.

Worried that the temperature difference between hot and cold would be too severe for her body to

handle, he gently and slowly placed her in the bathtub. He clenched his teeth, resisting the trembling of

his hands, so as not to accidentally drop her. He continued to support her until the water reached her

collarbone, then he withdrew his sore arms.

Lying in the bathtub, Grace felt the coolness gradually enveloping her body. The fiery anger in her heart

subsided slightly, and her furrowed brows slowly relaxed. Overwhelmed, she fell into a deep sleep.

Edgar sat by the edge of the bathtub, keeping watch. He remembered the night before their divorce,

when he wrongly accused her of drugging him and sarcastically mocked her the next day.

He never expected karma to come so swiftly. Now it was his turn to be falsely accused.

He smiled bitterly. Knowing Grace’s personality, once she regained consciousness, this matter would

not be easily forgiven.

This was his retribution what he deserved.

With his thoughts withdrawn, he quietly watched her sleeping face. Her cheeks were still flushed, and

her whole body seemed intoxicated. Her graceful figure was immersed in the water, exuding a fatal

allure.

But Edgar wasn’t the kind of man who took advantage of someone’s vulnerability. He averted his gaze,

focusing entirely on observing Grace’s condition.

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Grace’s skin all over her body was still abnormally red and hot.

Soaking in cold water was taking too long to show any effect. This wasn’t a sustainable solution.

Edgar got up and left the bathroom, rummaging through the medicine cabinet and searching the entire

house, but he couldn’t find any sedatives or glucose solutions.

He walked to the garden and shouted outside, “Eleven, Seventeen, and Eighteen! Come out!’

A minute later, Eleven appeared from somewhere, rubbing his sleepy eyes and asking, “Why are you

not sleeping in the middle of the night? What’s the matter?”

“Why are you the only one here?”

“Seventeen and Eighteen escorted Young Master Grammer back. I’m not sure what happened, but

they haven’t returned yet. Twelve is with the Third Young Master, and Fifteen was assigned a task by

Miss, so tonight, it’s just me alone.”

Since Grace herself was skilled in martial arts, they usually didn’t have night shifts. If there was an

emergency, their young miss would activate the alarm.

Edgar was equally capable and straightforward. He got straight to the point: “We don’t have any

sedatives or glucose solution at home. I need you to buy them as soon as possible.”

“It’s late at night. Where do you expect me to find medicine?”

“I don’t care what method you use, but you must buy these two as quickly as possible! It’s important!”

Edgar furrowed his brows, his expression extremely serious.

Seeing his earnestness and urgency, Eleven chose to trust him.

After about half an hour, Eleven returned and handed him the two types of medicine. “What are these

drugs for? Neither the clinic nor the small hospitals had them. I had to go to a large hospital. Hey,

you…”

Edgar took the medicine from his hand and rushed upstairs.

After giving Grace the medication, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. Leaning against the side of the

bathtub, he kept watch over her. After a night of running around, he exhausted his energy and

unknowingly fell asleep.

When Grace woke up groggily, it was just the beginning of dawn.

The burning sensation on her body had completely subsided. As she opened her eyes, she realized

she was lying in the bathtub, and Edgar was sleeping leaning against the tub.