The Genius Ex-Wife’s Revenge Portfolio novel Chapter 348

Ella wiped her hands with a handkerchief, then turned to Cedric. “What do you wanna say? Don’t even think about apologizing.”

Cedric was ready to say sorry, but now the words just stuck in his throat.

Ella’s voice was cool and steady. “You hurt me. Saying sorry doesn’t magically fix that. So don’t bother. I’m not going to forgive you.”

Cedric fell silent. He was the king of Rockford Bay, used to getting his way. Other than David, no one ever dared talk back to him—definitely not like this. Ella really didn’t know her place. His face turned dark with anger.

“Mr. Grimm, you should close your eyes and rest. Your leg’s going to be fine,” Ella said, her tone calm.

Cedric looked pale and weak. He didn’t have the strength to argue, so he did what she said and shut his eyes.

Ella gently pulled the blanket up over him. She knew Cedric had a thing for Jessa, so nothing he said really surprised her anymore. She’d gotten used to it. Sometimes she wanted to just leave him to deal with the consequences of his actions, but she couldn’t. Her conscience wouldn’t let her walk away. She was a healer, through and through.

Just then, Justin walked in carrying a set of clean clothes. “Ella, you’re soaked. Here, you should change into these.”

Cedric’s wet clothes were already gone, and Justin had found a set of women’s clothes for her.

Now that she’d stopped focusing on Cedric’s injury, Ella realized just how cold she was. Her wet clothes clung to her skin, and she couldn’t stop shivering. The chill went right to her bones.

She accepted the clothes with relief. “Thanks, Justin. I’ll go change.”

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In the next room, Ella peeled off her damp clothes and started changing into the dry ones. Just as she was about to pull on the shirt, she heard footsteps outside the door. Someone was right there.

Ella shot him down right away. “No, Justin, I’m fine. Thanks, but I don’t need help.”

“Ella, you’re my guest. I have to take care of you. I’m coming in,” he insisted, pushing the door open.

But Ella had already finished getting dressed. She stood there, composed, meeting his eyes. “I’m ready, Justin. Thanks for the clothes.”

Justin looked disappointed. She’d changed too quickly for him to catch even a glimpse.

He stared at her, taking in her delicate face, inching closer. “Ella, you must be freezing. Why don’t you come to my room? It’s a lot warmer in there…”

Ella quickly moved away, putting a safe distance between them. “Justin, my brother’s leg is badly hurt. I need to go take care of him.”