The Billionaire Ex-Wife Stormed Back as a Marvelous Divine Doctor
Chapter 145: Edwin Blake, Wake Up Quickly

Chapter 145: Chapter 145: Edwin Blake, Wake Up Quickly

"This..."

Harry Ross was in a dilemma, having too many items to hold, they all fell to the ground with a clatter.

He immediately squatted down to pick them up, not daring to look back at Edwin Blake.

He could feel that deadly stare from behind him.

Ivy River didn’t want to make things difficult for Harry, "First, clean up and put them by the door, then sit down to eat."

"No...that’s not right, ma’am, I won’t eat..."

Harry hurriedly refused.

Ivy River ignored him and got up to get him chopsticks and a bowl.

She even considerately served a bowl of egg noodles.

"Sit down and eat."

Harry glanced at Edwin Blake, asking quietly, "Can I eat, President?"

Edwin Blake glanced at Harry without speaking, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Even though his position on the ground looked ridiculous.

But Harry still felt a chill run through him, and his butt, which was about to sit down, quickly lifted up.

"Ma’am, I still have something to do later, I won’t eat with you."

Ivy River knew exactly what Harry was afraid of.

She got up, "Alright then, I’ll pack some for you to eat on the road. Skipping dinner is not okay—you’ll get sick."

Harry wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, "No need, ma’am, I’ll just buy something on the road."

"How can that be? I made a lot of food. Are you saying my cooking isn’t good?" Ivy River retorted.

Harry hurriedly waved his hands, "No, no, how could it be!"

Emmy’s eyes darted around, if she remembered correctly.

Earlier, that jerk of a dad said he loved egg noodles.

She immediately shouted, "Uncle Harry, just sit down and eat! My mommy’s egg noodles are really delicious!"

The words ’egg noodles’ were spoken especially loudly by her.

Harry steeled his resolve.

Forget it, the lady called him so many times.

He couldn’t just not respect her.

If the president really wanted to fire him, then so be it.

When the time comes, he could just clutch the lady’s chubby leg.

Heh heh.

"Alright, thank you, little miss."

Harry sat down directly and started eating the noodles in big mouthfuls.

"So good, is there more? I haven’t eaten such delicious noodles in so long."

Ivy River pointed to the kitchen, "Help yourself."

"All right, madam, is there garlic? If so, I’d like to peel a whole bulb. Really fragrant, eating noodles without garlic is half as flavorful."

Harry even proposed an unreasonable request.

Ivy River laughed happily, "Yes, go find it yourself. Fatty, go upstairs and call your godmother down for dinner."

"Yes, ma’am!"

As Fatty ran up the stairs, he deliberately passed by Edwin Blake’s ear, "My mommy’s noodles are really tasty, and you can’t have any! Hmph!"

Edwin Blake felt uncomfortable lying on the ground and now felt even worse!

His voice dripped with annoyance, "Vincent River, don’t forget what you promised me this morning."

Fatty made a face and ran off quickly, "I’m still a minor, what I’ve said doesn’t count! Bleh bleh bleh."

Ivy River glanced over but said nothing.

Her curiosity grew stronger.

Madeline Woods yawned as she came downstairs, "Why didn’t you wait for me to eat?"

As she reached midway down the staircase, she looked baffled.

She rubbed her eyes.

"Edwin Blake! What are you doing at our house?!"

Edwin Blake cast her a glance, saying nothing.

Fatty immediately chimed in, "My mommy just told him to leave, he wouldn’t, and that’s how he ended up like that."

Edwin Blake shot a cold look at Fatty.

Fatty returned the glare defiantly, then pulled Madeline Woods’s hand, "Godmother, come on, my mommy made her specialty egg noodles!"

Madeline Woods came down and stood in front of Edwin Blake, her heart filled with resentment.

She kicked him on the butt and hurriedly ran.

"What’s wrong with him, paralyzed?" Madeline Woods asked curiously, seeing Edwin Blake unmoving.

Ivy River nodded, "Quickly sit down to eat, stop playing."

Madeline Woods served herself some food, and on her way back, delivered another kick to his butt.

Edwin Blake spoke coldly, "Madeline, if your small company doesn’t want to operate, just say so, no need to beat around the bush here."

Hearing this, Madeline’s heart tightened.

Before she could speak, Ivy River said calmly, "Whether or not she runs her company is her discretion. There are children at the table, mind your words. Harry, are you done eating?"

Harry was feasting fervently, hoping not to be noticed by everyone.

He immediately set down his chopsticks and stood up, "I’m done, anything you need, ma’am?"

Ivy River smiled, "Finish eating first, no rush."

Harry promptly replied, "I’m full, ma’am, give me another minute to polish off this bite."

Ivy River said gently, "No rush, eat slowly."

Edwin Blake didn’t know what she was planning, but he had a bad feeling.

Seeing Harry finish his food, Ivy River smiled.

"Harry, take your president with you, thank you, otherwise I’ll just throw him out as trash."

Edwin Blake: "..."

Harry clasped his hands together, clueless about what to do.

Seeing his silence, Ivy River said, "You disdain your president too, huh? If you don’t want to take him, I can only throw him out."

Her voice was cold, void of any emotion.

As if she were indeed getting rid of trash.

Harry spoke guiltily, "President Blake, can I help you walk out?"

Edwin Blake coldly eyed him, "What do you think?"

"He can’t walk out. Either carry him or drag him, but this person must go."

Hearing this, Edwin Blake’s gaze fixed on Ivy River, saying nothing.

Harry quickly squatted and struggled to help Edwin Blake up.

But Edwin Blake was limp all over, without footing, he simply couldn’t stand.

Harry pleaded with Ivy River, "Ma’am, the president has no strength, could you lend a hand?"

Ivy River laughed brightly, ignoring the deadly stare from Edwin Blake.

"I can’t help. You’re full and have plenty of strength, just carry him out."

Harry was speechless.

So this is why she let him fill up!

Edwin Blake said coldly, "Ivy River, if you have the guts, throw me out."

Ivy River raised an eyebrow, "President Blake, is this what you like?"

Saying so, she stood up, pushed Harry aside, and Edwin Blake fell back to the ground.

His body lacked strength, but he could still feel the pain!

Edwin Blake roared, "Ivy River, what are you doing!"

Ivy River said nothing, a mocking smile on her lips.

The next second.

She grabbed Edwin Blake by the legs and dragged him toward the door.

This stunned everyone present.

Harry murmured to himself, "Good grief, who would dare upset the ma’am after this!"

Edwin Blake frowned, "Let go of me! Ivy River! Did you hear me?"

Ivy River ignored him and dragged him to the door, tossing him out.

Seeing the steps ahead, she felt a twinge of compassion.

"I said earlier, if Harry doesn’t get you out, I’ll throw you out."

Edwin Blake was furious, he had never been humiliated like this!

"Ivy River, just you wait!"

"Sure, I’ll wait. Wait until you can stand up first. From now on, every time I see you, I’ll stab you once. Don’t believe me, try it."

Edwin Blake’s face flushed with anger, "Don’t let me catch..."

Before he finished, he suddenly passed out.

Ivy River thought he was faking and kicked him, "Edwin Blake, get up, don’t pretend, or I’ll really kick you down the stairs."

Yet no one responded to her.

A bad feeling arose in her heart.

"Edwin Blake! Edwin Blake, wake up..."