I'm Richer Than My Billionaire ex-husband

In the presidential suite.

The moment the man lit a cigarette, the smell filled the air, Alina frowned in displeasure, “Put it out.”

Alina’s tone was heavier, “You don’t even show respect, what I said really did not wrong you.”

Caleb pushed the cigarette into the ashtray, and the smell of the final burn was so strong.

“The doctor said her hand must be operated on and…” He paused.

When he looked at Alina, his gaze was even sharper and colder.

Alina also looked at Caleb.

Obviously, things must be serious.

“Once the surgery is done, her two fingers will, in all likelihood, really be ruined.”

“Is there a choice?” Alina asked absently as she stroked her slender fingers.

What happens if she doesn’t have surgery?

On the phone, she heard Andre say that the injury was to the right hand, if it is really ruined, then it will be miserable for Emma.

Right hand is so important for everyone, and for a designer, it goes without saying that almost all of his life’s dreams are pinned on the right hand.

So if this right hand has a problem, then this person’s life will be ruined

“No.”

“What do you mean by telling me this? To make me feel guilty? Or for me to pity her along with you?”

“Alina, do you have to be so mean?” The anger that Caleb had managed to suppress was now reignited by Alina.

Mean?

He called her mean?

that the Alina he saw today was a lot meaner than the one he once

Alina smiled.

talk in a different way, although this matter has little to do with me, but I feel so

pathetic look,

his stoic look and the smile intensified, “Is this also not right? Then I will change another way. Oh my

“That’s enough.”

listen to this woman any

keeps talking, Caleb really wants to strangle

to normal, cold face, “Then what exactly do you want? To let off steam

talks, the more

he hadn’t died of anger,

wondered how the Hughes family, an aristocrat, had such

medical gold medal in medical orthopedics and has wowed the medical community with

“Brooklyn is pretty awesome.”

also thinks Brooklyn

genius is only twenty-six this year. He is already occupying the highest position in

two extremes. He spent a lot of

about whether he’s good or not.”

mentioning him to me if he’s not

Caleb knew in the shortest possible time

she and Andre fought in a state of death,

to please Andre for the sake of Emma, and he wants Alina

a

sound of the lighter rang out again,

in his mouth, he heard Alina

already irritated, smashed his lighter and scratched

should know what

“I don’t know.”

nothing to do with you that

Alina, “What?”

dumb with

really don’t know.” She referred

but Mrs. Collins could have watched Caleb all