The Billionaire Ex-Wife Stormed Back as a Marvelous Divine Doctor
Chapter 165: All Shares Are Under Edwin Blake’s Name

Chapter 165: Chapter 165: All Shares Are Under Edwin Blake’s Name

Ivy River burst into laughter beside her.

"Madeline, have you been possessed? Go to the Medical University and register under my name, I’ll diagnose you, but it’s a paid service; I don’t do free consultations!"

Madeline Woods’s face darkened as she tried hard to maintain the image of a kind mother.

She reluctantly asked Ann, "Don’t you like how I am now?"

Ann cautiously glanced over, "Mom, have you really lost your mind? I don’t want a silly mom..."

"Silly mom, that’s hilarious! Madeline, you’re a silly mom! Ann, keep speaking up," Ivy River laughed while holding her stomach.

Madeline’s tone was mixed with a bit of complaint, "It’s all because of you, telling me to sort out my emotions. How dare you laugh at me? Hurry up and explain to Ann!"

Ivy River laughed uncontrollably.

Ann and Emmy looked bewildered, as if they were watching two idiots.

Only Fatty remained calm, finishing his porridge.

Then he opened his tablet, fiddling with something unknown.

Ann whispered cautiously to Emmy, "Why do I feel like both my mom and godmom are losing it..."

Emmy sighed, "To be honest, that could really be the case."

"Ah! Then what should we do!!"

Ann’s face was filled with worry.

Fatty closed the tablet and spoke in a deep voice, "Neither of them is sick; they probably just researched something weird, now one is crazy, and the other is speechless."

Ivy River turned and knocked Fatty on the head, "I’m your mother! How can you talk about me like that right in front of my face?"

Madeline also turned, pouting, "Fatty, do you no longer love your godmother? How could you bear to say that about me?"

Fatty was speechless.

Great...

He got himself into trouble again.

He surrendered, raising his hands, "I surrender, waving the white flag; you two sisters continue your battle, it has nothing to do with me."

Ivy River snorted and turned to engage Madeline in a new round of verbal sparring.

Ann looked puzzled.

She pulled Emmy and whispered, "’Weren’t they just saying my mom lost her mind? How did it turn into a verbal battle between two people now?"

Emmy whispered back, "I don’t know, let’s just watch and avoid getting involved."

Ann didn’t quite get it, but she nodded obediently, stopped talking, and quietly played with Emmy.

When the porridge arrived,

The five of them quickly finished it and then packed up the dishes to take away.

Fatty grumbled, "It’s always like this, taking the leftovers but never eating them; yet we insist on taking them."

Madeline heard this and was immediately displeased, "That’s why you men don’t know how to save money; our behavior is called frugality!"

Ivy River immediately backed her up, "Yeah, that’s right! Today we only had porridge, hardly touched the dishes. If we don’t take them and instead throw them away, wouldn’t it be a waste?"

Fatty tried to argue, "When you take them home, you don’t eat them; will you eat them tonight? Most likely, we’ll dine out tonight, and you won’t eat such greasy food in the morning. By tomorrow noon, will it still be edible?"

Ivy River paused her packing actions.

And then she unleashed on Fatty.

"Isn’t wasting food shameful? What if we don’t eat out tonight? How can you be so decisive?"

"Even if we dine outside, won’t it be ready-to-eat food if we get hungry when we’re home tonight? We also have some porridge; why wouldn’t packing it be considered waste? Won’t we drink it?"

Madeline seamlessly followed up.

"Ivy’s right, Fatty, don’t think that our behavior is shameful; packing up food isn’t shameful, wasting it is!"

"I can’t imagine who you’d marry in the future; with you wasting like this, your wife would die of anger!"

Fatty couldn’t get a word in, turning to Emmy and Ann for help.

The two of them simply shrugged.

The message was clear: helpless.

Fatty closed his eyes in resignation.

Forced to bear the wrath of two women on his own.

After a while.

Ivy River and Madeline, tired of their chatter, picked up their cups to drink water.

Only then did Fatty timidly say, "I didn’t say you couldn’t pack the food; I was just expressing my honest opinion. Besides... how did it turn into whom I should marry?"

With the words "marry someone" said, Fatty’s face turned red.

"Don’t care about you, let your future wife deal with it," Ivy River retorted.

Looking at the ten or so packed boxes on the table, Ivy River said contentedly, "Madeline, go pay the bill!"

"Huh?"

Madeline clutched her phone and dashed out, "My stomach hurts a bit, I’ll go to the restroom and come back to pay."

Ivy River chuckled and complained, "Ann, did you see that? Your mom’s like this; whenever it’s time to pay the bill, something hurts or itches, anything but paying money. She’ll only show up once the money is spent."

Ann giggled, "I know, godmother! My mom’s just like that; it’s her signature trait."

Ivy River playfully tapped Ann’s little nose, "Alright, alright~ for your sake, godmother will go pay the bill."

A server walked in with a smile and said, "Hello, you can directly charge it to Mr. Blake’s account here. Do you need to charge it?"

Ivy River replied, "No need, we’ll pay separately."

Fatty’s voice suddenly chimed in, "Can we charge it to Edwin Blake’s name, pretty sister?"

The server, flattered by the ’pretty sister’ compliment, quickly smiled, "Yes, little handsome."

Fatty nodded, "Then please charge it to him, thank you, pretty sister~"

"Not at all, not at all, I’ll process it for you right away."

Before Ivy River could stop her, the server had already quickly completed the billing.

"Hello, Miss River, is there anything else I can do for you?"

Ivy River looked pained, "Will Edwin receive a notification for the charge?"

The server checked, "Yes, you spent 8,389 yuan today, and Mr. Blake will be notified via text message. Don’t worry; he’ll definitely be informed."

Hearing the server emphasize the notification,

Ivy River’s heart sank.

She glanced at Fatty with a look of grievance.

Fatty, seeing through her concern, dismissed it, "What’s wrong with spending a bit of his money?"

"It’s not like we don’t have any money ourselves."

Fatty wagged his finger, "No no no, sometimes we should take advantage where we can. Don’t worry."

"But what if he calls to tease me? I’m the one who’ll be teased!"

Ivy River spoke angrily.

Fatty confidently replied, "Impossible, he doesn’t have time to check his messages now; maybe these are handled by his financial department. Rest assured."

No sooner had he said that,

Ivy River’s phone rang.

She took one look and then hung up, switching it to airplane mode.

"Is this what you call ’having no time’?"

Fatty saw the incoming call with Edwin Blake’s name,

It was glaring.

Fatty was full of doubts, "How could he possibly have time to call you now? Isn’t he supposed to be swamped?!"

"What do you mean? Do you know he’s really busy now?"

Ivy River accurately caught the bug in his words.