Billionaire Ex-wife: I Can't Live Without You
Chapter 1849

With a casual grin, Lucinda teased, “You test me on purpose to check how much I recall.

”

Nathan gripped her hand and replied with a grin, “I do know you love me a lot, but… It bothers me a bit when you bring Kyson up.

”

“It’s all in the past.

” Wearing a casual smile, she inquired, “How’s the progress of the investigation? Have you uncovered any leads?”

He shook his head and replied, “We were attacked this morning.

I can’t make significant progress in the investigation so quickly.

I’ve told the police to keep their eyes on Danilo.

I think you might have a hunch about him, too.

”

“Yes, not many people in Aldoria have the guts to come at me like that.

”

Nathan was on the same page.

“Also, Ellsworth identified the guy who attacked you.

I was going to handle him myself.

But now that you’re awake, I’ll let you decide his fate.

”

Lucinda never gave a second chance to those who hurt her.

She sneered, “Because he hurt me with a stick, make sure to give him a barbed stick to hit him thirty times each day.

But let’s not go for the kill just yet.

I want him to feel the pain tenfold.

”

With affection, Nathan tapped her nose and agreed, “Alright, I’ll do as you say.

”

Right after their conversation ended, a surprise knock echoed through the ward’s door.

A woman cautiously cracked the door open and peeked inside.

It was Nala.

She explained, “I heard you were ill, Miss Simmons? Danilo brought me for a check-up, and I figured I’d drop by to see you.

Would it be okay if I step inside?”

Nathan’s face turned red as he stood his back to the door.

Lucinda turned her head and shut her eyes, showing she wasn’t in the mood to see Nala or chat with her.

At the doorway, Nala seemed indifferent to Lucinda’s reaction.

She nudged the door wider and stepped inside before Nathan could send her away.

Nala smiled.

“Since you’re not speaking up, I’ll assume that’s a yes.

”

She brushed off Nathan’s scowl and set the fruits and flowers she brought onto the bedside table.

She was brazenly intrusive.

Danilo slid his hands deep into his trouser pockets as he trailed behind Nala into the ward, keeping his distance from the bed.

By Nathan’s side, Nala directed a worried look towards Lucinda.

“What’s going on? Miss Simmons, you appear frail and in a bad state.

”

Because the severe car crash and attack that happened earlier in the day were kept hidden from the public, those outside remained unaware.

When Nala inquired in such a way, it came off as if she’d stopped by to offer sympathy.