The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 250

Grace hurriedly arrived at the hospital and immediately had Eleven and Twelve, who were following her, stand guard at the entrance to prevent any paparazzi from following or eavesdropping.

When she entered the ward, Abigail was already awake, leaning her head and looking out the window with a weary expression.

Abigail heard the sound of the door closing but didn’t turn around. “Grace, I wish I had died today.”

Grace sat

by the bedside, feeling a bit sorry for her.

On her way there, Grace already had a rough idea of what had happened.

Peter was a newcomer in the entertainment industry. After Abigail rose to fame with the Butterfly Girl Group, he actively pursued her.

They intentionally generated hype about their relationship on variety shows, and three months ago, they quietly established a romantic relationship.

Little did they know, Peter was a scumbag who cheated on Abigail with a girl named Elizabeth, who was also a member of the Butterfly Girl Group.

Elizabeth deliberately schemed against Abigail within the group, isolating her and even tormenting her privately.

Abigail was already busy with her work, and Peter, for some inexplicable reason, was giving her the cold shoulder. Along with the isolation, she suffered a mental breakdown.

Grace felt somewhat guilty; ever since she signed Abigail to her company, she had been focused on securing her work assignments but neglected her emotional well–being.

“Peter is just a despicable scumbag!” Abigail turned around, grabbing Grace’s hand, tears streaming down her face.

“Grace, he said I’m too reserved, unwilling to kiss or do the things couples do. Is it my fault?”

“You’re not at fault. It’s your right to decide whether you want to do those things. If he truly loved

he wouldn’t give up on you because of that.”

you

Abigail cried even harder.

Grace hugged her and let her cry in her embrace without any worries.

in bed, doing that kind of thing. He said I was just an orphan

and gently stroked her back. Are all girls who

now, but Grace had to

down on you; it’s because you have insecurities deep within yourself.

knew you were in a relationship with him, yet she didn’t back off and even took the

you?”

into self–doubt. “T… I’m not

them. Besides, you have me.

feet and apologize?”

instantly stopped crying and looked at her earnestly, her eyes gradually firming up.

the ward, Grace made a call

seeing each other. I want photos,

“Yes, boss.”

uneasy leaving Abigail, so she temporarily left Eleven and Twelve to take care of Abigail. As soon as she came out of the elevator and left the hospital, she saw Eder’s car from afar. Eder himself was leaning against the car, wearing a silver–gray mask, his expression not easily discernible from a

surprised and hurried over. “Why did

was supposed to pick you up? You came to the hospital

had been waiting downstairs for a long time, but Grace didn’t answer her phone. He only found out from Beth that she had

embarrassedly touched her earlobe. “I was

anything for the moment. He would deal with her later

with his left hand, almost habitually, he blocked the roof

they returned to Grant’s

silent, still thinking

been holding back his frustration. He

Grace went back

room, he quietly returned to his own room,

was determined to establish

front of Grace’s door, hiding the ruler

her door. He took a deep breath and forcefully twisted the doorknob. He faced Grace, who was sitting on the bed talking

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without telling me. Do you still have any regard

a phone call with a

the bedside table, creating a

stern face and sternly reprimanded her. “Put your hands out. Tonight, I’m going to

stared at him, confused.

surrendered under her cold

bed, with his back straight and his hands obediently pulling his own cars. Despite