The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 270

Chapter 270

“I’ll be there with you to share your pain. I’m also learning how to indulge and shield you.”

Grace’s gentle and melodic voice echoed in Eder’s ears, a refrain in his mind. Her radiant smile was ever–present before his eyes. Her warmth enveloped his aching, shadowy heart, melting his icy

exterior.

A lump formed in his throat, and his right hand instinctively reached out, yearning to touch her soft face. However, he realized his hand, encased in a leather glove, had just caressed Ava.

Upon this realization, he subtly withdrew his hand, clenching it into a fist hidden on his thigh.

Nick was correct. When facing adversaries, Grace was like a blazing sun too scorching to touch without getting burnt. Yet, she was akin to a gentle kitten towards her loved ones and her beloved, making one fall hopelessly in love, impossible to relinquish. She was vibrant, radiant, and brimming with an indomitable spirit.

Eder had believed that he could control the virus within him, allowing him to accompany Grace on her journey for a long time. But now, the virus was spreading, turning those hopes into mere fantasies.

He was now but a shell, a dying man utterly undeserving of Grace. He was the one who was holding

her back.

“Eder?”

His thoughts were disrupted by her soft call. Grace knelt before him, her hands resting on his legs ast she lifted her face to look at him, her voice imbued with tenderness.

“Were you injured on your border trip? I’m sorry for kicking you last night without knowing the circumstances. But you’re not alone now. You don’t have to endure the pain alone. I’ll be there with you to share

your pain. I’m also learning how to indulge and shield you. Isn’t that good?”

himself, his hands loosening their clench slightly. Meanwhile, his expression reverted to its

what’s really happening with you. And what were you and

her.” Before she finished speaking, Eder interrupted her

hands from his legs. She took a step

turned his attention to the rain outside the window, his tone icy. “She is sweet, beautiful, gentle, and appears fragile, which could make her seem pitiful. It’s no wonder

retreated

I spent a long time

at his handsome face, her beautiful

not that I’ve changed. It’s that I was never a

The Uriani

Chapter 290

eerie quiet hung in the room like an unwelcome visitor, stretching

soldered to the floor, the silence amplified by the rhythmic tick–tock of a wall clock. Her mind raced, struggling

or attachment, painted a perfect picture of apathy. He stared into the endless expanse, his eyes

through this mounting tension, a sudden outburst of laughter detonated. The unexpected sound was akin to a balloon popping in an echo chamber, its abruptness

his head in surprise, only to see that instead of being angry, Grace was… laughing? Her

skipped a beat as he fought to maintain his

down, and kissed his forehead unexpectedly. The vivid imprint of her lipstick stood starkly against his

her in anger. “Can’t

provocatively, as though she had seen through his performance long ago. “You put on quite a show. I almost

clenched tightly on his thighs, a mocking tone in her voice. “When you act, you need to be thorough. Next time you lie, make sure not to clench your fists so tightly. It’s a dead giveaway!”

behind his back. His

his dark expression

down his defenses layer by layer. She lightly curled her finger under his chin, her dainty finger

his skin.

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