The Billionaire Ex-Wife Stormed Back as a Marvelous Divine Doctor-Chapter 75 - Waiting for You for 10 Years

75: Chapter 75: Waiting for You for 10 Years

75 -75: Waiting for You for 10 Years

She forced herself not to think about the noise outside, shaking her head and continuing with the acupuncture process.

But the noise outside gradually grew louder.

“Edwin Blake, why did you take down the trending search?

Do you know I’ve been waiting for you for ten years!”

Edwin Blake pressed his temples helplessly, “Keep your voice down, Grandma is in there receiving treatment, lower the decibels.”

“Then what about the promise you made to me ten years ago?

Does that count for nothing?

I’ve waited for you ten years, Edwin Blake, where is your heart?”

Isla Sutton continued her tantrum, her voice rising, “You told me back then you were going to get married and asked me to wait for you for a few years, I agreed.

But you’ve been divorced for five years, why won’t you marry me yet?

If you don’t want to marry me, just say so, I won’t cling to you!”

Ivy River could not concentrate on the acupuncture due to her yelling, a cold smile hanging on her lips.

She stood up and opened the door, “If you keep making noise, I’ll throw you out, or I’ll make it so you can never speak again.”

At the same time, Edwin Blake spoke in a cold voice, “Isla Sutton, you’re too much.

Let me tell you right now, I will not marry you!

Get out!”

Both Ivy River and Isla Sutton froze in place.

It was as if they couldn’t believe those words came from Edwin Blake.

Ivy River quickly regained her composure, speaking softly, “If there’s any more arguing, you’ll both get out.”

Isla Sutton looked at Ayla, who had closed the door, also in shock.

“Edwin Blake, is it because of that bitch?

It’s because of her that you won’t marry me, isn’t it?” Isla Sutton accused angrily, “What, just because she looks like Ivy River, you want to marry her?”

“Can’t forget your ex-wife, huh?

Is Ivy River the only one who can give you children?

Can’t I give you children?”

Edwin Blake frowned, unable to bear hearing these words any longer.

Covering her mouth, he threw her coldly out the door.

“Don’t make a scene here; get far away.

I’ll cut off all your cards until you figure things out.”

Edwin Blake’s expression turned stern, pointing at Isla Sutton’s nose as he warned before leaving, “If you behave, you won’t lose your reputation, but if you don’t, you know the consequences.”

“Do you really think you can hide your actions forever?”

Isla Sutton couldn’t help but kneel on the ground, Edwin Blake’s words echoing in her mind.

What did Edwin Blake know?

What exactly did Ivy River tell Edwin Blake? freeωebnovēl.c૦m

Why did his attitude suddenly become like this toward her?

Isla Sutton’s heart began to panic as she screamed in frustration in the old courtyard of the Blake Family Mansion.

But no one paid her any attention.

Once inside, Ivy River calmed herself and began working.

The treatment proceeding was not a usual method.

It was necessary to keep Edwin Blake and the others from seeing it.

Ivy River quickly undressed Grandma Blake, then used silver needles that had been heated by fire, swiftly inserting them into various acupuncture points while they were still warm.

She then pressed Grandma Blake’s fingertips with one hand and used the silver needle to prick the other.

Starting the bloodletting.

The blood flowed slowly from her fingertips.

Ivy River covered it with gauze, using her other hand to pry open the Old Lady’s eyelids for a glance.

Her eyes were unfocused, the toxins still unpurged.

Ivy River steeled herself, closing her eyes, and struck the Old Lady’s back forcefully.

Puh—

A spurt of black blood erupted.

Along with it came a throat full of sticky phlegm.

Ivy River checked the Old Lady’s eyelids once more and breathed a sigh of relief.

She rose and opened the door.

Butler Lee and Edwin Blake rushed in to inquire, “Is everything okay?”

“Is Grandma going to be alright?”

Ivy River lifted her gaze slightly, “It’s fine, as long as you don’t anger her anymore, she could live another twenty years.”

“It was a surge of rage, damp heat, stagnant pulse patterns, coupled with unresolved issues that caused the fainting.

She’ll wake in a bit.”

Edwin Blake seemed confused, a bit dazed, “So is it not because Grandma’s health is frail?”

“Right, isn’t it about time you stop angering an already elderly person, do you think Grandma Blake will live a long life with you doing so?”

Ivy River mercilessly jabbed.

Butler Lee began cleaning up the black blood and phlegm at the bedside with a cloth.

Seeing this, Ivy River stepped outside, casting a glance at Edwin Blake.

“Why does it seem like President Blake is looking a bit worn-out lately?”

Edwin Blake’s voice was hoarse, unhurried, “Is that so?

I haven’t noticed.”

“Really?

I was thinking of taking President Blake’s pulse to see if there’s any serious illness.”

Upon hearing this, Edwin Blake headed outside immediately, “Then please, Divine Doctor Ayla, take my pulse.”

Hearing Edwin Blake cough intentionally in the living room, Ivy River’s red lips curled into a smile, and she walked outside, sitting opposite Edwin Blake.

“So, tell me, what symptoms are you experiencing?”

Edwin Blake deliberately coughed heavily, “Lately, I’ve been feeling chest tightness and shortness of breath, occasionally unable to catch my breath, and my sleep quality isn’t very good.

I don’t know why.”

“Why hasn’t President Blake seen a doctor?”

“No time, there are so many things at Blake Clan Group waiting for me to handle, where would I find the time?”

“Oh~”

Ivy River spoke with lingering interest, “Then let me check for President Blake.”

Edwin Blake obediently stretched out his arm.

Watching this, Ivy River smiled, “President Blake doesn’t need to stretch your arm; I can diagnose your condition without taking your pulse.”

Edwin Blake was surprised, “How can you know my condition without taking my pulse?”

Ivy River lowered her gaze, unable to suppress her laughter, “Of course, what am I?”

Edwin Blake instinctively replied, “You are Divine Doctor Ayla.”

“That’s right, from my many years of experience, it seems President Blake has been quite indulgent lately, overindulgent, your body has been drained.”

Edwin Blake stiffened, instantly realizing she was teasing him.

His eyes narrowed, staring intently at Ivy River.

Yet he couldn’t help but be drawn to the teardrop mole at the corner of her eye, wanting to reach out and rub it.

Ivy River coldly slapped Edwin Blake’s hand away, “President Blake, please behave, don’t start getting handsy with me!”

“Seems Divine Doctor Ayla isn’t as miraculous as they say.”

Edwin Blake found interest in her remark, not even upset at being slapped.

“Did I get it wrong?

With such dark circles, could it be President Blake has been out stealing mice at night?”

Ivy River lazily leaned back on the chair, locking eyes with Edwin Blake.

“What does Divine Doctor Ayla think?” Edwin Blake asked with interest, “Can I ask you something personal?”

“Go ahead.”

Edwin Blake spoke leisurely, “Does Divine Doctor Ayla have a husband?”

Hearing such frivolous words, Ivy River closed her eyes, unable to contain her exasperation.

After calming herself for a significant moment, “President Blake, why don’t we discuss something serious instead, how long until I get my shares?”

Edwin Blake’s eyes darkened, beckoning Ivy River closer with his finger.

“Come by my side, Divine Doctor Ayla, and I’ll tell you when you’ll receive your contract transfer.”

For reasons unknown, Ivy River subconsciously walked over.

Edwin Blake suddenly reached out and pulled her onto his lap.

Then his hand moved to her waist.

Just about to speak, Ivy River slapped him hard.

“Edwin Blake, you shameless!”

At that moment, a voice came from the room.

“What shares?”

The Old Lady sat in the wheelchair, pushed out by Butler Lee.

She looked up, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips as she gazed at Ivy River, “What shares does Ayla want?

Grandma will give them all.”