The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 132

Chapter 132
He repeated this process several times. When he looked up at the time again, he realized it was already 4 a.m.
It’s so late, and she still hasn’t returned. Is the celebration banquet taking this long?
Edgar sat blankly on the sofa, and suddenly, the scene of Grace’s dinner party inexplicably appeared in his mind, where everyone was cheering and urging Grace and Adrain to have a toast.
He immediately stood up.
No! Absolutely not!
He turned around and headed towards the door, but before le reached the garden, he was stopped. by Fifteen and Seventeen.
“Mr. Fallen, it’s very late. You can’t go out in the middle of the night.”
“I’m going to find Grace.”
Fifteen and Seventeen remained unmoved. “Miss will come hack after she finishes handling things, and besides, she has Brother Eleven protecting her. Just be patient and wait.”
Edgar frowned, his face growing cold.
If it were Eleven tonight, things might be easier to negotiate. Fifteen and Seventeen had always disliked him, and they couldn’t be bothered to say a word to him unnecessarily.
Helpless, Edgar had no choice but to turn back and continue waiting.
The waiting time was often the longest and most agonizing. During this time, he thought about many things.
He vaguely recalled the many times Grace had called him over the past three years, hoping he would come home for dinner. Sometimes he would make a few perfunctory remarks, sometimes he would be too lazy to talk to her and simply hang up, not returning home for two or three consecutive days.
So this was what it felt like to wait all night long…
He looked up and stared at the clock hanging on the opposite wall, his gaze following the movement of the minute hand. Unconsciously, he fell asleep on the sofa.
He didn’t know how long had passed when the sound of the door opening woke him up.

Seeing that it was indeed Grace who came in, his face lit up. He stood up to greet her. “You’re back. The food has gotten cold, I’ll heat it up now.”
Grace rejected his offer expressionlessly. “No need, I’ve already had breakfast.”
“Breakfast?
Edgar turned his head and looked at the clock on the wall. It was already 7 a.m.
She didn’t come back last night… She stayed out all night.
And he sat on the sofa, waiting the entire night.
Edgar felt a strange sensation in his heart. “Why didn’t you come back last night? Were you drunk? Where did you sleep? Did you stay with Adrain the whole night? Did he lay a hand on you?”
Grace remained silent. What did Adrain have to do with anything? And with so many questions, which one should she answer first?
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As she changed into slippers, she replied, “Last night, Abigail got drunk, so I took her back to her place. She was dizzy and vomited at night, so I took care of her throughout the night.”
Edgar stood frozen in place.
Abigail Green? That trainee who debuted?
D amn it, he shouldn’t only be cautious with men but guard against women too?
Grace rubbed her sore shoulders and was about to go upstairs.
Edgar grabbed her wrist tightly. “Grace, I spent nearly three hours preparing that table of food last night. I meant it sincerely. Would you like to…”
Before he could finish the phrase “give me face and taste it,” Grace interrupted him with a cold gaze. “So what? I’ve already eaten. If you haven’t had breakfast, you can eat it.”
His heart suddenly ached, and her words suffocated him, leaving him unable to speak for a long time. Seeing that he had nothing more to say, Grace forcibly released her hand and went upstairs to
her room.
Edgar watched her retreating figure and then turned his head to see the table of carefully prepared dishes from last night, still neatly arranged and untouched.
The
presentation was still exquisite. but the food had grown cold, just like a chilled heart. A feeling of indescribable loss and guilt surged in his heart.
Grace came down the stairs after changing into a new outfit. As she walked through the staircase, she saw him standing there in a daze.
She coughed softly, bringing his thoughts back. “Hurry up and eat the food, then change into clean clothes. Come out with me.”
“Where are we going?”
Grace smirked. “To the Fallen Family Mansion.”
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A loud bang echoed through the air.
The residents of the Fallen Family Mansion were still asleep when they were startled awake by the sudden noise.
Greg quickly led his wife, Hailey, downstairs to investigate.
Their daughter, Joyce, was frightened, and ran down the stairs, asking, “Mom, Dad! Is it an earthquake? Is it an earthquake?”
The three of them wore bewildered expressions and discovered a crowded group of people in the hall only after reaching the first floor.
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