Chapter 220
The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife
Chapter 220
Adrain felt the unfairness of the accusation. Faced with Ederâs questioning and the fact that he forcibly sn atched Grace from his arms, he was very unhappy.
âMr. Grant, are you suspecting me of drugging her? Trust me, even I donât bother with that kind of cheap tactic. She was just in a bad mood and I was just drinking with her. And she got drunk so Iâm bringing her back home.â
He stepped forward to take Grace back, but Eder stepped sideways and held her even tighter.
âNo need to trouble yourself, Mr. Grammer. Iâll take care of her.â
Adrainâs expression gradually became serious. âListening to what you just said, are you implying that youâre also into her?â
âYes.â
Adrain furrowed his brows,
After Edgar, this Eder also came to obstruct him.
âItâs inappropriate for you to touch her like this. It would cause a misunderstanding. Moreover, Grace just returned to the city so sheâs not familiar with you. Meanwhile, I have been in a relationship with her since we were young. Itâs better for her to be left with me.â
He was about to step forward again, but Eric stopped in front of him. âMr. Grammer, kindly leave some respect for yourself. Ms. Smith and Mr. Grant are already engaged. It is reasonable for him to take care of her.â
âYouâre engaged?â
When did this happen? Why didnât he hear anything about it?
Eric saw his doubts. âMr. Grant and the Smith family had already agreed and arranged everything. The news will be made public soon. So please understand who the outsider here is.â
Adrainâs face turned pale. He did not expect the Grant family to act so fast, and that Mr. Smith would immediately agree!
Since Eder was Graceâs fiance, and he was just a friend, he finally accepted that he did not have the upper hand.
When Adrain finally stopped blocking him, Eder picked up Grace and turned around to leave. Grace stirred when she felt the strain of leaning flat into the broad chest. She moved slightly and suddenly caught the familiar scent of tobacco. She almost subconsciously wrapped her hands around his neck.
âDonât go. You just said that you wonât leave meâ¦â
Adrain also heard it and smiled triumphantly. âMr. Grant, it seemed that she wants to go with me.â
Ederâs body was stiff. He looked down at Grace who was unconscious but still managed to plaster an expression of being wronged.
This morning, she said that she liked someone. Could it be Adrain?
She even came here with Adrain alone to drink.
She had always had a good tolerance and was highly vigilant even when under the influence of alcohol. But this time, she lowered her guard and got this drunk. It seemed that she was really serious about him.
But why did it have to be Adrain?
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Eder endured the tightness in his chest and concealed the pain in his eyes. âEric, please escort Mr.
Grammer out.â
Eric stepped forward.
However, Adrain wouldnât budge. âMr. Grammer, a forcefully harvested melon is not sweet. You should respect Graceâs choice and let me handle her.â
Eder glared at him coldly. âSheâs my fiancee. My choices for her matter more than yours!â
After saying these words gloomily, Eder stabilized his hold on Grace and left.
âMr. Grant, how long have you known her even? She wonât like you! Donât you dare do something she wonât like or youâll be at your own risk when she wakes up!â
Adrain was genuinely worried and was still shouting from behind.
Eder chose to ignore it and carried Grace all the way to the hotel next door.
As soon as they arrived at the hotel entrance, they ra
As soon as they arrived at the hotel entrance, they ran into Fifteen and Seventeen who had finished booking for accommodations and were anxious to go back to the bar.
The first thing they noticed was Eric, and then Eder who was wearing a mask. They didnât know each other, but it was hard not to notice Grace in his an ns,
âWhy is Ms. Grace in your arms? Whereâs Mr. Grammer?â
Seeing that the atmosphere was tense, Eric quickly stepped forward to explain. âThis is Mr. Grant and my new boss. Ms. Grace is too drunk. Mr. Grant was just about to book a room for her.â
âBut she wonât like this when she wakes upâ¦â
Eric: âNo, but their marriage was decided by their parents. Sooner or later, they will get married. Ms.
Grace is drunk. Is there anyone who is more suitable to take care of her than Mr. Grant? You two?
Me?â
Fifteen and Seventeen glanced at each other speechlessly.
Ericâs sharp eyes noticed the room card in Fifteenâs hand. While the two bodyguards struggled with a decision, Eric immediately sn atched the card and entered the hotel with Eder.
Fifteen and Seventeen quickly followed and stood guard at the door of the room.
Eric came out of the room and patted the two of them on the shoulders. âI havenât seen you guys for months. Why donât we grab a drink tonight?â
Fifteen was embarrassed, âThat wonât be a good idea. Sheâs sleeping in a hotel so we have to stand guard.â
Seventeen nodded.
âWhatâs wrong with that? Mr. Grant is with her so heâll look after her. Letâs walk around instead. Why donât you find a place to drink and hang out?â
âEh, butâ¦â
The two of them very âreluctantlyâ followed Erie out,
In the hotel room.
Eder carried Grace to the bed, took off her coat and high heels, then placed the quilt over her.
Afterward, he went to the bathroom to fetch a basin of warm water before returning and carefully wiping her face.
He moved very lightly, afraid of waking her up.
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The lamp on the bedside table was dim, adding to the ambiance of the room.
Ederâs eyes followed the towel as it wandered over her delicate facial features as if to etch her face into his mind.
Even if he could only watch her sleep quietly like this, he would be satisfied.
This face was the very person he had wanted to cherish so badly.
âHowever, she likes Adrain nowâ
It had only been half a year, and she seemed to have completely forgotten about him.
No, she didnât completely forget. As her ex-husband, she probably thought about him with blame.
Thinking about the possibility, Eder felt as if a sharp knife had been plunged into his heart. It was painful to even breathe.
With red eyes, he sat on the head of the bed and quietly watched Graceâs sleeping figure.
Since she was asleep, the usual cold lines on her face softened. Her full rosy lips were slightly open too, as if inviting him.
Eder thought to himself, Can I steal a kiss?â
Anyway, she wouldnât remember when she woke up.
âBut would it also be unfair for her?
Despite the conflict in his heart, he leaned over, closer, and closerâ¦
Grace really was drunk. This had to be the worst drink she had ever had since the last time when her stomach hurt.
Her eyelashes twitched, and she opened her eyes in a trance. Before her vision could even clear up, there was already a terrifying face that was very close to her face.
Her hand reacted instinctively, and she slapped that ugly monster.
âWhat kind of monster dares to come at me?!â
âOwâ¦â
There was a sudden cry of pain.
Eder did not expect that she would suddenly wake up and throw her fist. The bridge of his nose just under the mask was almost crushed by the heavy blow.
He wanted to rub the bridge of his nose to see if his nose was bleeding, but Grace was already awake.
He did not dare to take off his mask, so he could only forcefully swallow the pain.
Yet although Grace was awake, she was still very much under the influence of the wine.
Her vision was dim and her head was spinning.
The ugly face of that monster was still spinning before her eyes, like the hands of a clock.
She propped herself on the bed, and as soon as she managed to sit up, she began scooting away.
âYou ugly bas ta rd! Stay away from me!â
Eder was helpless.
Noticing that she was still not sober, he cleared his throat and said h oars ely, âMs. Smith, itâs me, Eder.â
Ider?
Grace recited the name in her mind.
In the past few days, it was this name that she had heard the most.
I really hate that name!â
Under the influence of the wine, she didnât hold back from acting according to her feelings and dove towards the bedside table for any weapon. She cursed fiercely:
âYou ba stard! You still want to marry me! Iâll send you to hell first!â