Mr. CEO's Ex-Wife: A Cunning Comeback
Chapter 171: We’ll Head Back To Town

Chapter 171: Chapter 171: We’ll Head Back To Town

Chantelle totally ignored Daniel and opened the door to Philip’s car.

"Kane, let’s go!"

"Okay, Mommy." Kane jumped into her arms without a second thought.

As they climbed into her car, Philip ran to them and said, "Chantie, I don’t think Daniel meant for it to happen that way. I showed up just in time by luck. If I’d been one minute late, we’d be digging for him in that pit right now..."

Chantelle didn’t say a word. She placed Kane in the backseat and then sat in the driver’s seat.

Without a glance, she shut the door hard in Philip’s face.

Philip then gave Daniel a helpless look, as if to say, "Sorry, I did what I could!"

Suddenly, Daniel collapsed to the ground.

Philip panicked and shouted, "Daniel, what’s wrong?!"

He rushed over dramatically, pretending to be in shock.

Chantelle looked at them through the rearview mirror. Her hand froze on the keyhole. She couldn’t bring herself to start the car.

"Mommy, it looks like Daddy fainted. Should we go check him? He doesn’t look okay. He almost got blown up, and now he’s lying on the ground," Kane said as he pressed his face to the window.

Chantelle wanted to ignore them. She was still mad. But Kane turned around and begged her, "Mommy, why don’t we give him a chance? Even if Daddy’s dying, we should at least let him write his will. You knew I wanted to inherit his empire!"

Kane climbed from the backseat to the front and gently grabbed her arm.

"Fine, for the sake of the will."

Chantelle opened the door and walked straight to Daniel.

As she got closer, she saw that Daniel had really passed out. His face was as pale as paper.

"Chantie, quick! I think Daniel has a high fever!" Philip called out, secretly relieved that she hadn’t run away.

Chantelle touched Daniel’s forehead. "Yes, you’re right. Let’s get him in the car. We’ll head back to town."

"Perfect, but my car’s too small. So I’ll leave Daniel with you. Since you’re hurt too, why not allow me to drive, and you both sit in the back?"

Chantelle was speechless.

She only said she’d drive him back but she never agreed to take care of him!

"It’s an emergency!" Philip shouted as he moved Daniel into the backseat of Chantelle’s car in a flash. He didn’t even give her a chance to refuse.

Kane silently climbed into the passenger seat after Philip helped him up.

Chantelle had no choice but to sit in the back.

Soon, the four of them were headed back to town.

In the backseat, Chantelle looked annoyed. But when she saw Daniel shivering with his arms wrapped around himself, she let out a sigh. She took off her jacket and tossed it over him.

"Chantie, I can tell you still care about him," Philip said while glancing at her through the rearview mirror.

"You’re assuming something, Philip."

"Okay, okay, sure..."

Philip nodded on the outside, but deep down, he felt proud of her.

Still, he had to give credit to Daniel. To get her attention, he actually threw himself on the ground and pretended to be sick. That trick was something else.

****

Meanwhile, at Brittin Memorial Garden, Ruby had rolled down the mountain and was now lying in the bushes.

The heavy rain woke her up.

Her whole body ached, and even the smallest movement caused sharp pain to her.

The rain kept hitting her face, soaking her eyes and clothes. The anger in her chest burned hotter.

It’s all because of Chantelle. I wouldn’t be lying here if it weren’t for that woman!

I can’t die. I have to survive. I need to get revenge... and drag her down to hell with me.

Ruby was full of hate. She tried to push herself up, but her body refused to move.

Just as she was about to give up, a car appeared, its headlights shining straight at her. The light revealed her battered, bloody body.

She saw a sliver of hope and used all her strength to crawl toward it.

"Save... save me, please."

The black car swiftly stops at the side of the road.

The driver got out, holding an umbrella. He quickly went to the backseat and opened the door.

Joseph Wilson stepped out, and his crutch sank into the mud as he walked forward with the headlights glowing behind him.

He looked like a god coming down from the sky.

Behind his gold-framed glasses, his sharp eyes landed on her face. Then, a faint smirk appeared on his lips.

"Mrs. Bently, long time no see."

Joseph’s deep voice and the gloomy weather made him look even scarier. When Ruby saw him, she realized he wasn’t there to help. He was the devil himself.

"Stay....stay away from me!" Ruby screamed. Then, she passed out from fear.

Joseph let out a sigh. "Still useless after all these years."

"Take her home," he ordered.

"Yes, sir!"

Meanwhile, the rain kept pouring as Chantelle and the others arrived back at Western Hill Villa.

Daniel took his chance and quickly asked. "Chantelle, I know you’re still mad at me, but it’s hard to go back to my house with this heavy rain, and I’m tired. Can I rest here for a bit?" He looked at her with pleading eyes.

Chantelle noticed how pale he was. She sighed and gave in. "Promise, you ’re going to leave as soon as the rain stops."

"Great." Daniel smiled as Philip helped him up the stairs.

When they reached the second floor, Daniel suddenly coughed up blood.

Philip was shocked.

"Daniel!"

"Shh. Don’t let Chantelle hear you."

"What happened? Why did you suddenly spit out blood?" Philip asked. He remembered Daniel had been fine during his last checkup.

"It’s nothing," Daniel said. "My wound reopened."

"There’s no way that could make you spit out blood! Let me take a look!" Philip panicked when he saw Daniel’s condition.

He lifted Daniel’s shirt and saw blood soaking through the bandage. He removed it and saw a small wound just above the old one.

"You were hit by a Gold Thread?" Philip’s eyes widened. The thin wire had pierced straight through Daniel’s body. Without quick treatment, it could’ve killed him.

This idiot didn’t even say a word!

Philip was furious. If he hadn’t seen it now, Daniel might’ve only told him when it was too late.