Billionaire Ex-wife: I Can't Live Without You
Chapter 1860

Life for everyone seemed to return to its usual rhythm.

On the third day, more than a week after being bandaged, Lucinda’s gunshot wound was healing well when she went for a dressing change.

The injury on the back of her head, though initially causing minor bleeding, was healing fast, with scars and bruises fading.

Her recovery had come so far that she could be considered fully healed.

Lucinda resumed her role at Simmons Group, actively engaging in the collaborative project with DoWeier Group.

Additionally, she discreetly initiated an investigation into Danilo’s AN Group, focusing on Nala’s current role and her projects.

Lucinda’s strategy was to interfere with and potentially disrupt Nala’s projects, aiming to cause their failure.

After a long afternoon at the office, Lucinda started to feel weary, and her thoughts seemed duller than usual.

She couldn’t tell if it was because her concussion was still in the healing phase.

She placed the mouse aside, glanced upwards, and gave herself a soothing temple massage.

A sudden strain gripped her thoughts, giving rise to a subtle headache.

This sensation was unfamiliar to her.

Lucinda massaged the back of her neck, sensing a strange restlessness.

She buzzed her assistant from the hallway and said, “I’m feeling a bit weary and want to use a short nap in the office’s rest area.

Please make sure I’m not disturbed unless it’s important.

”

“Understood, Miss Simmons,” the assistant responded.

The assistant then exited the room.

Lucinda entered the resting room while gently massaging her temple.

In the CEO’s office at Payne Group, Nathan was leisurely admiring the view from his window.

He had mentioned a dress he bought in Aldoria to Lucinda the previous night.

Lucinda agreed to give it a try when she returned home later tonight.

It was set to be a fantastic and memorable evening.

Anticipation filled Nathan’s heart, making every moment of waiting for the workday to end feel like an eternity.

As the sun set, Nathan’s gaze shifted to the watch on his wrist.

It was the time.

Nathan retrieved his phone, intending to give Lucinda a call.

He wanted to go and pick her up himself.