The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 312

Give in to him?

Grace was hesitant. “How do I give in? He hasn’t spoken to me these past two days. I’ve given him several opportunities to reconcile, but he just became even more stubborn!”

Eric: “…”

These two people in a relationship actually asked him, a single dog, how to handle it.

He was caught in the middle. What a predicament!

The more Grace thought about it, the more frustrated she became. Her mind had been filled with Eder’s cold face for the past two days. He had barely recovered his health, and already he had started giving her the cold shoulder.

A disobedient man!

“Forget it, let him be. If he wants to continue the cold war, I’ll accompany him!” Grace said, ready to hang up the phone. Eric quickly stopped her. “Wait! Miss Grace! Let me figure out a solution!”

“What solution?” Grace asked.

Eric pondered for a long time, secretly using his tablet to search on Baidu for ‘boyfriend is angry:

W to appease him?‘ After reading through the search results, he came up with an idea. “Actually, Master Eder really likes surprises from you, so this time, why not give him something special?”

“Special?” Grace furrowed her brows. “What do you mean?”

Eric clenched his fist, coughed lightly, and said, “It means… adding a bit of romance to each other’s. lives!”

As a pure–hearted boy, he felt a bit embarrassed.

“Master Eder always mentions how he wants you to move back to the master bedroom. So, if you move back and at the same time… dress up in a more… captivating way with your figure, no man could resist it! Especially not Master Eder!”

Grace understood. “Are you suggesting that I dress up in a maid costume, a cat outfit, or engage in sensual cosplay?”

“Cough, um, and then, with a sweet voice, call him ‘My Love Eder, and he won’t have time to be angry. He’ll be desperate to do anything for you!” Eric coughed and cleared his throat.

Grace took a deep breath, her face slightly blushing.

Eric, a rough man who had never been in a relationship, was actually teaching her these things. It was quite embarrassing!

The scene suddenly flashed before her eyes. It was so embarrassing and shameful!

“Torget it, I can’t do something like that. Let’s talk about it in a couple of days,” she said, trying to calm her pounding heart, and quickly ended the call

As she looked at the computer screen, the images that she couldn’t get rid of were still those she had never tried before. Summoning up her courage, she opened a popular e–commerce website and searched for relevant keywords.

There were various styles available, catering to all preferences. There were even handcuffs, whips, and candles that popped up!

She was dumbfounded. Were young people so adventurous these days?

She felt like a naive little country girl who had just discovered a whole new world! If it was Eder, he should… like it, right?

After careful consideration, she finally added a set with a tall to her shopping cart.

Knock, knock.

“Miss Grace, are you there?”

The sudden sound startled Grace, almost causing her to drop her phone. Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

She calmly closed the e–commerce page and called Bell expression.

in, discussing the work with a serious

Towards the end of the workday, Eric was once again called into Eder’s office.

Eder was typing on his keyboard, his gaze fixed on the computer screen. He casually asked, “How is it going?”

Eric knew what he was asking and had a dejected expression, shaking his head repeatedly.

Upon seeing Eric’s expression, Eder’s face turned cold, his expression becoming gloomy to the point where it seemed like water could drip from it.

He felt a suffocating sensation in his chest but maintained a casual tone. “If she’s not willing, then forget it. It’s not like she’s indispensable. Look at my schedule. Any dinner parties?”

Eric immediately opened his tablet.

“There’s one tonight. Starlight’s President Kart has invited you to Honey Nightclub.”

Eric looked hesitant. “But President Kart is cooperating with us on the Rosy project, so if you attend, you may have to bring Miss Ava with you. Originally, I thought you wouldn’t go, so I declined.” “Go, of course I’ll go.” Eder replied without hesitation, his gaze becoming sinister.

Eric said, “In that case, you might end up being a bit late after socializing. Should I inform Miss Grace in advance?

“No need.”

Eder stood up, elegantly adjusted his collar and tie, and walked out of the office.

Eric watched his figure and punched the air in frustration. These are two stubborn people! Is it a competition to see who softens first? So infuriating! Too infuriating!”

At night, in the dazzling Honey Nightclub,

Inside a luxurious VIP room.

Several well–dressed business elites held their companions in their arms, enjoying themselves with drinks and laughter.

Eder sat in the center, his face calm, emanating an aura of dominance. He silently drank his liquor without any interaction and maintained a respectable distance from the nearby Ava.

Observing his expression, Ava proactively poured a glass of red wine for him. “Master Grant, when you come out to have fun, you should enjoy yourself. Would you honor me with a drink or two?” She had initially thought that, in front of so many executives and as the spokesperson for the Rosy project, Eder would consider the company’s reputation and accept her toast.

Unexpectedly, Eder just gave Ava a cold glance and continued to drink without even bothering to

come up with a polite refusal.

Not even a gentle rejection.

Ava’s face changed slightly; she felt a bit embarrassed and was unable to find the right words. She had to change the subject. “Master Grant, you seem like you’re looking for a place to vent tonight. Did you have a fight with Miss Smith?”

Eder paused for a moment, gripping his glass of wine. The lively atmosphere instantly became serious due to this question.

The other executives at the table all turned their gazes towards Edler.

Who didn’t know that Eder and Grace were famously in love on the internet? Many people present witnessed affectionate moments between them during charity galas.

Under the scrutiny of everyone’s gazes, Eder remained silent and raised his glass, emptying it in one gulp. No explanation meant tacit acceptance.

Indeed, even a man like Eder, who was like the grim reaper in the business world, was still a mortal. He could have arguments with his little wife at home.

President Kart took the initiative to stand up and respond to Ava’s words: “How is that possible? Master Eder and Miss Smith have an unbreakable bond. Arguments don’t exist between them. 1 reckon that in no time, we’ll all be celebrating Master Eder’s wedding!”

Eder’s eyebrows furrowed, and his back gradually stiffened. A bothersome and particularly painful. matter resurfaced.

His dark eyes gleamed with a cold light, and a violent and oppressive aura emanated from him. He grabbed the red wine glass from the table and forcefully smashed it against the wall.

Except for Ava, the female companions in the room were startled by the sharp sound and screamed in fear, their faces pale. The executives also trembled, immobilized by Eder’s terrifying presence and too afraid to utter a word.

President Kart said. “Master Eder?”

Eder’s gaze turned ferocious as he growled, “Get out, all of you!”

“Yes, yes!”

Within a few seconds, everyone in the private room except for Ava quickly left, fearing that this unpredictable ancestor would direct his anger towards them.

Eder finished an entire bottle of red wine and once again vented by throwing it against the wall. Ava remained unfazed, smiling with her usual beauty. She calmly poured herself a drink and accompanied him in drinking.

“Why are you still here?” Eder noticed her presence. His tone was dark and filled with hostility. “Don’t want to end up like those two hottles of wine? Get out immediately!”

She smiled and said, “Master Eder, you’re joking. You’re not a ferocious beast, and I’m not afraid. However, you’re so angry. Is it because Mr. Kart mentioned your marriage to Miss Smith?‘

Eder’s eyebrows tightened, and as he turned around, he swiftly made a move. His gloved hands tightly gripped her neck, devoid of mercy or compassion. Ils bloodshot eyes were filled with brutality, showing no sympathy for the graceful and beautiful.

Ava’s face gradually reddened, with a slight hint of pain in her expression, but she continued to smile. “Master Eder, you’re so angry because you were struck with pain. I’m not Inferior to Miss Smith in any way. When it comes to marriage, Master Eder, you can actually consider a different candidate.”