Dumping My Billionaire Ex

"What's wrong?" Seeing the change in his expression, Tilda turned to look at his phone.

He had already put his phone away. "I suddenly have some matters to attend to. You go in by yourself."

Without waiting for Tilda's response, he strode away.

In the private room at Nexus, when Ray walked in, he saw Edwin already seated inside.

Edwin, dressed in a black shirt, looked even more stern and was clearly in a bad mood.

"Aren't you supposed to be accompanying Tilda to the amusement park? Is it over so soon?" Ray asked, slightly surprised.

Edwin didn't reply and continued to drink on his own.

However, after Ray entered, Edwin's brows furrowed even more, creating two high ridges between them.

Seeing that Edwin wasn't in the mood to talk, Ray didn't press further. He sat down opposite him, leaned over, and poured himself a drink.

Ray was accustomed to wearing white, and with his refined demeanor, he appeared very gentle and cultured.

Edwin's gaze fell on him, growing darker by the moment.

"Do you like Sharon?" he asked.

Ray's pouring hand paused slightly, but only for a second.

"Yes," he affirmed.

Edwin's fingers gripping the glass tightened abruptly, his knuckles turning a stark pale.

The slender stem of the glass was almost snapped by his grip.

"What do you like about such a filthy woman?" he asked coldly, his teeth grinding a bit. "When did your taste become so poor?"

Ray's fingers also twisted, and a hint of displeasure crossed his elegant and refined face.

Ray's displeasure was due to Edwin's evaluation of Sharon.

However, instead of voicing it, he simply smiled faintly. "On the contrary, I think my taste has improved. To you, Sharon might seem like a filthy woman, but to me, she shines like gold." Edwin's body stiffened, and his eyebrows furrowed with confusion.

Even though Sharon had changed a lot after her divorce, he still couldn't bring himself to believe that there was anything excellent about her.

"When did you start liking her?" Edwin asked, pretending to be indifferent as he took a sip from his glass.

Ray squinted slightly, his long eyelashes casting a row of shadows as he pondered. "When was it? It was probably when she was on her knees, covered in blood, begging the doctor to draw her blood to save her daughter. When the doctor refused, she cut open her own vein and fed her blood to her daughter."

Edwin's lips froze at the rim of his glass, and it felt as if he had been struck hard on the back, causing a numbing pain throughout his body.

It took him a while before he slowly raised his head and looked at Ray with a look of shock.

Ray had mentioned this story before, but he had never described it as clearly as he did tonight.

Had Sharon actually cut open her own vein?

Lost in his thoughts, Ray didn't notice Edwin's reaction and continued, "To others, it might have seemed like madness, but to me, it was the strength of a mother. She was willing to do anything for Irene. "She may have made mistakes in the past, but how bad could a woman who is willing to go to such lengths for her child really be?

"A woman who disregards her own life to save her daughter surely loves Irene deeply, and probably the person she had the child with as well.*

Edwin suddenly felt a choking sensation in his throat and began to cough violently.

The discomfort in his throat tugged at his heart and lungs, causing a sharp, intermittent pain.

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It was only at this moment that he suddenly realized that Sharon's insistence on being with him back then might not have been for material gain, but for love.

So, the cautiousness she had shown was not an attempt to please, but a genuine affection.

The more he thought about this, the more violently he coughed.

The pain in his chest became more and more severe.

His fingers clenched at his chest, where something seemed to be silently slipping away.

It took a long time for Edwin to regain some composure.

"Since you're aware of how difficult her journey has been, don't add to her troubles! Given her situation and status, the Gildon family will never accept her!" he said in a deep voice.

Ray rubbed his forehead with a bitter smile. "The issue isn't about whether the Gildon family accepts her or not. It's that she doesn't accept me. If she would, I wouldn't even mind leaving the Gildon family. And I will never regret it."

Edwin was taken aback.

He stared at Ray, his face expressionless, but inside,

he was

turmoil.

Was Ray actually willing to give up everything for her?

His chest felt even tighter as if an air pump was installed in his chest cavity, making it hard for him to breathe.

Ray put down his glass, stood up, and with his hands hanging by his sides, looked at Edwin. "Edwin, I don't care about how you treated her in the past. But now that she's divorced from you, if you dare to hurt her again, I will definitely turn against you!"

Ray's final words were resolute and powerful.

With a snap, the glass in Edwin's hand was crushed into two by his sheer force.

Crimson liquid, mixed with blood, dripped down.

Yet, he seemed to feel no pain, and he stood up as well, his face so cold it could freeze someone to the bone. "You would turn against me for a woman?"

Ray said nothing more and walked away.

Edwin stood there like a wooden statue, with layers of anger rising in his eyebrows and eyes.

But he couldn't figure out whether this anger was due to Ray turning against him, or the fact that Ray had actually fallen for his ex-wife.

"Edwin!" Tilda ran in from outside, clutching his bleeding hand with concern. "How did you do this to yourself?"

"I've already heard that Sharon wrote a note of final parting to Tina, probably to ease Ray's worries so he can marry her. I think she might truly like Ray, but you don't need to worry about Ray at all," she added.

Her words caused Edwin's fingers to twist again. He did not even realize that he had twisted her fingers.

Tilda felt an excruciating pain and let out a startled cry.

But he remained unresponsive,

His mind was preoccupied with the message Tina had sent him earlier.

That message was the note Sharon had written, vowing not to entangle him anymore.

It took him a while to realize he had hurt Tilda and abruptly released his grip.

Tilda tenderly massaged the finger he had pinched until it turned purple, her face full of grievance, but she said, "Your wound is deep. You should go to the hospital to get it treated." Edwin did not respond. Instead, he stepped past her and strode away.

Tilda was left stunned.

After settling Irene in, Sharon checked the items she needed to bring.

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She found that there was no water left in the car.

She took the keys and headed to the 24-hour supermarket.

She hadn't taken a few steps when she saw Edwin standing by the roadside, dressed in black, with a stern expression and an air of coldness that was chilling.

As soon as Edwin saw her coming down the stairs, his face suddenly lifted, and he looked over at her with a dark and unfriendly countenance.

Although Sharon was taken aback by his appearance, she didn't show too much reaction. Instead, she gave a slight, mocking smile. "What is it, Mr. Stanley? Are you here on a stakeout to make sure I'm "You can rest assured, Mr. Stanley, I promised to leave and I will. After that, we won't even have the chance to meet.

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Her tone was light as if she was joking, but her expression

"But Mr. Stanley, even if you're not at ease, there's no need for

you

was

He approached her, and without warning, he gripped Sharon's shoulders and

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come personally. You could just send a few people to keep watch."

pressed her into an embrace.

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