The Billionaire Ex-Wife Stormed Back as a Marvelous Divine Doctor
Chapter 162 Opposition Invalid

Chapter 162: Chapter 162 Opposition Invalid

Ivy River urgently stopped his dangerous speech.

Then she turned the phone volume to the lowest.

Edwin Blake, unaware of what was happening, continued, "Afraid to own up, huh?"

"The phone in the store is really loud, if you don’t mind being embarrassed, then go ahead."

Ivy River’s toes curled up in embarrassment, and she didn’t dare to meet anyone’s gaze.

Edwin Blake hesitated for a moment and then said, "So what? After all, you forced yourself on me, not the other way around. The one who should feel embarrassed is you."

Ivy River was filled with rage, and her grip unconsciously tightened.

"Ouch, ouch—"

"Miss River, my hand, my hand!"

Fatty screamed frantically but didn’t dare to pull his hand back too hard.

Ivy River’s grip was firm!

"Sorry," Ivy River released her grip immediately, "I just used a bit too much force just now, it wasn’t on purpose."

Fatty nodded, "No worries, no worries, when you’re on the phone, I can feel your anger... "

Edwin Blake frowned, "Why is there a man’s voice?"

Ivy River ignored him, "Don’t drive me mad, get lost."

With that, she immediately hung up the phone.

Fatty saw she was angry and didn’t dare to provoke her, carefully saying, "Miss River, could you call the police for me? I’ll choose to settle this privately, you won’t have to compensate me."

Ivy River glanced at him, "Weren’t you going to make me go bankrupt and then destroy me when you get better?"

"No, no, nothing like that. It’s my fault, I deserved it, you hit me well, is your hand okay?"

Fatty spoke insincerely.

It wasn’t that he changed his mind quickly, but she was just too terrifying.

Edwin Blake, who doesn’t know him in Seaton!

She even dared to scold Edwin Blake, so what else wouldn’t she do?

Ivy River nodded in satisfaction, seeing his humbling manner cooled her anger quite a bit.

"Later, go to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department at the Medical University, find Doctor Isabella Yeaton, let her take you to get treated, and put the expenses on Director Ivy River’s account. I’ll cover the medical expenses for you, rest assured, I never hit people for free."

Fatty nodded vigorously, wanting to cry but had no tears.

Well, as a director at the Medical University, no wonder she’s so arrogant, definitely not someone to mess with!

Now his fingers are throbbing with pain.

He carefully asked, "Director River, um..."

Seeing Ivy River’s impatient look, Fatty immediately shut his mouth.

Ivy River frowned, "If you want to ask something, just ask."

"I want to know why my fingers hurt more now than when they were first fractured."

Fatty quickly finished asking and lowered his head, not daring to look at her.

Ivy River calmly said, "It’s normal, it hurts after a fracture is realigned, plus I squeezed a bit hard just now, it’d be strange if it didn’t hurt."

"If you don’t want it to hurt, I can break it again for you, then it won’t hurt as much."

Fatty’s pupils dilated uncontrollably.

Oh my God!

Is she speaking like a human?

Maybe I shouldn’t settle this privately, better let the police handle it!

The woman in front of him is simply a devil.

Fatty quickly waved his hands, "No need, no need, I’m just asking, about the police? Can you call that off?"

Ivy River swiped open her phone, with an indifferent expression, "I didn’t call the police, is it worth it for something this small to make the police run here?"

"You!" Fatty felt teased for so long, and couldn’t help feeling angry inside.

Ivy River smiled, "Upset? Why not punch me to vent your anger?"

"No, no, no, no need, the issue is resolved, please go in and eat, the kids must be waiting for you?"

Fatty decided to hold back.

He impatiently said to the woman beside him, "Help me up, what are you standing there for!"

The woman reacted and struggled to help him up.

Then went to ask the server, "For the next table, can we go in?"

Fatty shouted angrily, "Damn it, you still have the urge to eat, I’m in this condition, and you’re still thinking about eating, go home and pack up and leave!"

The woman immediately screamed, rushing to grab him, "Don’t say that, President King, I was afraid you’d be hungry, it’s been so long since you ate, I know I was wrong..."

Ivy River was disgusted by the scene.

Seeing this, she had a deja-vu sensation of Isla Sutton in front of her.

She said coldly, "Are you done? Can you leave, I’m afraid if I stay, I won’t be able to hold back."

Fatty nodded immediately, bowing his head in deference, "We’ll leave now, no need to see us out, I can manage."

Before leaving.

The woman was still lingering, "President King, it was so hard to get seated, are we really not eating ~ President King ~"

Fatty took her away with his uninjured hand.

Without any hesitation.

His footsteps didn’t stop, angrily yelling, "I’m in this state, and you can still eat?! Go home and pack your stuff out of my house!"

After the two left bickering.

Ivy River looked around and said boldly, "Sorry for the spectacle just now."

Everyone quickly waved their hands, expressing they didn’t mind.

Just kidding.

Everyone heard the contents of the call just moments ago.

That was the one and only Edwin Blake!

Someone even looked up Ivy River’s name.

Found out she was Edwin Blake’s ex-wife.

Since no photos of her were circulating, it was normal they didn’t recognize her.

But the rumors said she was terribly ugly.

However, the cool and elegant woman standing before them.

No matter how they looked, she didn’t match the word ugly.

Ivy River said no more and directly entered the private room.

"Have we ordered all the dishes?"

Madeline Woods nodded, "Yes, we’ve ordered, and we’ve also ordered the seafood porridge, no need to order it again."

Ivy River frowned, took the tablet, and ordered again.

"Don’t do it like the signature dish, make it according to my menu."

The server glanced over, stunned.

She remarked in surprise, "Isn’t this President Blake’s usual taste? Didn’t you make a mistake ordering?"

Usual taste?

Ivy River froze for a moment, then nodded, "No mistake, just make another one according to this, and also make the signature one, let them try the difference."

"Okay, I’ll place the order for you then." The server placed the order and left.

Madeline Woods spoke speechlessly, "What difference can it make, aren’t you just adding some seasoning?"

"You’ll know when you try it later."

Ivy River wasn’t in the mood to argue too much, picked up a glass, and took a sip of water.

"Godmother, were you fighting outside just now?" Ann asked Ivy River curiously.

Poof—

Ivy River choked, wiping her mouth she said, "No, how could a delicate woman like me fight?"

"Right! But Fatty brother said you were out there fiercely beating up bad guys, I wanted to see how godmother fights too, but they wouldn’t let me out."

Ann said with a slightly disappointed tone.

Ivy River fixed her gaze on Fatty, "Vincent River, is this how you ruin your mother’s reputation?"

Fatty covered his face, remaining silent.

When he heard Ann sell him out without hesitation.

He knew.

It’s over...

Emmy stood by, playfully instigating, "Mom, I’m telling you, brother also said you’ve gotten fatter lately and had no problem beating that big fatty, not feeling anything."

"Really?"

Fatty cautiously peeked through his fingers at Ivy River, "Mommy, I’m just speaking the truth, mainly because Ann is worried about your safety, that’s why I said so, you wouldn’t want your goddaughter to worry about you, right?"

Ivy River coldly laughed, "Hmph, then your punishment is you can only eat and not drink porridge today."

"Ah—no, please!"