Dumping My Billionaire Ex

Sharon looked up at him, bewildered by his question.

His deep-set eyes were narrowing continuously, focusing into onyx-like darkness, black and shiny.

She frowned in confusion, feeling the grip of his hand on her shoulder, so forceful it seemed like it would break her bones

"Ouch," she gasped softly.

That word burned like fire on Edwin's nerves, and he released her abruptly, though his gaze remained fixed on her face.

Her words just now were eerily familiar. The tone, the voice and even the curve of the trailing note, all were identical except for the name.

He remembered how Big Eyes used to say to him, "Cutie Homic, you must get better soon."

"Mr. Stanley, are you feeling unwell?" Sharon asked, rubbing her shoulder, her tone polite and distant

This formal tone snapped him back to reality.

Edwin came to his senses completely.

He glanced at Sharon.

It must have been a coincidence just now. Her tone and voice were nothing like Big Eyes

"Tim sorry."

he murmured, nodding slightly, and then he left.

Sharon watched his retreating figure silently, her heart, which had been in her throat, gradually settled.

For a moment, she had thought he had remembered her.

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A touch

disappointment welled up in her heart, but it quickly dissipated.

Edwin was about to marry Tikla, and Sharon was planning to leave with Irene, so if he had truly recognized her, it would only have added complications.

She was momentarily dazed, then she looked down and gently touched Irene's little face

again.

"I will take good care of you. You will get strong, and we will then go back to find Grandpa. No need to rush," she said, her voice returning to its natural tenderness.

This voice was an instinctive tone Sharon used when facing those closest to her heart. It was not her usual way of speaking

Irene awoke two hours later.

The anesthesia lud worn off, and the wound was very painful

She wanted to drink water, but the nurse said that she couldn't have any for twelve hours after the appendectomy, so Sharon could only moisten her lips with a cotton swab dipped in water.

was quite unhappy with this situation. The usually sensible child was now red-eyed, constantly crying and complaining

Sharon knew full well how n much Irene was suffering and felt both frustrated and sad that she couldn't alleviate her pain in any way.

She tried her best to comfort Irene.

But even so, Irene lost it when it was time to take her medicine.

She pushed away the glass of water Sharon was holding and flung the pills far away. "I said it hurts, I don't want to take this medicinet" she cried. After speaking, Irene burst into tears.

"Ah, she's crying so badly right after surgery. If she strains her wound, it could be dangerous, the nurse said, entering the room,

Sharon had intended to let bene vent, but upon hearing this, she became anxious and hurried to comfort her,

However, Irene's emotions had already collapsed, and no one could soothe her.

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Even the experienced nurse was at a loss.

Sharon was so worried that her eyes began to redden.

"Why is Irene crying" came a calm male voice just then.

Sharon looked up and was surprised to see the tall figure approaching the door. "Edwin!"

She thought he wouldn't come back, but here he wa

Edwin glanced at her, then strode to Irene.

Was

He placed the lunch box he was carrying on the table and sat down beside the bed, leaning over to take Irene's hands in his. "Can you tell me why you're crying?" he asked. Irene's face was streaked with tears, her eyes wet and her eyelashes clumped with moisture.

She had been crying with her eyes closed, but upon hearing his voice, she opened them abruptly.

Her crying stopped abruptly when she saw Edwin, and she looked at him in surprise with her wer eyes. Then she looked down at his hands holding hers.

Ever since she could remember, Edwin had never held her hands like this, nor had he ever spoken to

She momentarily forgot about the pain, captivated by the sight of him.

Edwin pulled out a tissue and gently wiped away the tears from her face.

Despite his slightly awkward movements, he was extremely attentive and careful.

Irene didn't make a sound, watching him the whole time, not missing a single one of his actions.

Sharon was also watching him.

her so gently

His rerum and the tenderness he was showing now felt surreal to her, as if she were dreaming, lacking any sense of reality

"You haven't eaten anything, have you? Here, these are for you: a voice brought Sharon back to reality.

Sharon looked up at Edwin.

Unnoticed, Irene had already nestled into his arms, cradled by him.

Her eyes were closed, clearly asleep.

Edwin was looking at her, his chin pointing to the thermos he had brought earlier.

Sharon looked at the lunch box, and her surprise only deepened.

She never expected in n her lifetime to be able to eat a meal he had sent.

"Thank you," Sharon said softly, holding back her astonishment. She didn't play coy, took the lunch box, arranged the food, and began to eat.

Taking care of Irene was no easy task. It required a lot of physical strength.

After finishing her meal, Sharon helped Edwin lay Irene in the bed.

He casually took out some documents from the bag he had brought and started looking through them. "You didn't rest last night, why don't you take a nap for a while," he suggested. Sharon looked at him again, thinking to herself, 'He's not leaving?

Edwin was already engrossed in his work, and Sharon silently took the lunch box to clean it.

Several times, she peeked through the bailroom door at the man outside.

He was intently flipping through the documents, his long, artistic fingers dancing on

pages.

A soft ray of sunlight fell on him, casting a halo around him.

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Occasionally, he would glance at Irene lying in the bed, a quiet tenderness flowing from the depths of his brows..... In the following days, Irene's wound healed quickly.

Irene was no longer in pain and returned to her previous self. sensible, obedient, and lively.

Edwin came by every day.

Each time Irene saw Edwin, she didn't show much of a reaction on the surface, but her eyes would crinkle and the corners of her mouth would secretly rise in a smile.

Sometimes Edwin would even feed her r meals.

She would squint her eyes and eat quickly and heartily.

Sharon, seeing Irene's joyful expression, felt a great deal of comfort inside.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

In the blink of an eye, it was the fourth day.

Early in the morning, Sharon pushed Irene for the routine check-up before discharge. If everything was normal, they could leave the hospital the next day. Irene was beaming all the way.

"Irene, are you scared of the blood test later?" the nurse asked softly, walking alongside.

Irene shook her head. "I'm not scared. Daddy said I'ma brave baby, and brave babies are afraid of nothing!”

Edwin's recent company had successfully reduced the distance between him and Irene, and it had also changed the impression he had in Irene's heart. Sharon looked at Irene's adorable appearance and pressed her lips together.

After the examination, the nurse stayed there to wait for the results while Sharon pushed Irene back.

Irene's big eyes were sparkling with stars, glancing out the window from time to time. Although she didn't say it, Sharon knew she was waiting for Edwin. Familial affection was really strange. They had been so distant before, but once the ice was broken, they became close.

"Hello, Irene," a voice came, gentle and sweet.

Sharon and Irene looked up together and saw the slender figure in front of them, a person with a bright and beautiful face.

It was Tilda

Tilda, wearing a loose hospital gown, stood in the middle of the corridor, looking at them with a smile that was not quite a smile.

"Madam, you're wearing the same clothes as me. Are you sick too?" Irene, who didn't recognize Tilda, noticed her hospital gown and asked in a clear

voice

Tilda smiled elegantly. "Yes, I have a stomachache."

She caressed her lower abdomen, her movements extremely gentle, with a special kind of meaning.

Sharon's gaze could not help but focus on her abdomen.

Tilda seemed to notice Sharon's gaze as well. Her hand, stroking her abdomen, grew even gentler, and her smile deepened, but her eyes remained fixed on Irene. "Your daddy has been with you these past few days, Irene. You must be very happy, right?"

"Madam, how did you know?" Irene asked with a look of surprise in her wide eyes.

Tilda's smile was radiant. "Because I was the one who asked him to stay with you. Even though your brother and I are important, Irene, important too. I would never allow your daddy to only care for the brother

and not you."

As soon as she finished speaking. Sharon's eyes narrowed sharply.