Billionaire Ex-wife: I Can't Live Without You
Chapter 1997

“How are you feeling, Grandpa? Do you feel any dizziness, or is your vision dimming?”

Norton appeared frail, his voice barely a whisper.

“I’m feeling much improved now, Nathan.

Don’t concern yourself.

I’m old, and illness comes inevitably with age.

”

Nathan countered gently, “Grandpa, please don’t speak like that.

Fortune smiles upon you.

You will live to witness the growth of your two great-grandchildren, Colby and Destinee.

”

As Colby and Destinee were mentioned, a spark ignited in Norton’s eyes.

The thought of witnessing their growth brought him profound joy.

They engaged in conversation for a while, their exchange maintaining the tranquil atmosphere of the room until Ronan limped in, supported by Mylo.

Observing the blood stain upon Ronan’s body and seeing the injury on his leg, Norton’s concern peaked.

“Ronan, my boy, what happened to you?”

Enduring excruciating pain, Ronan knelt by Norton’s bedside.

In a tone laden with sorrow, Ronan confessed, “Grandpa, I beg your forgiveness.

I was unaware that consuming gr@pefruits alongside blood pressure medication could prove harmful.

I even encouraged you to eat more in the study this afternoon.

I am at fault, and deserving of punishment.

Nathan’s fury knew no bounds; he brought me to the ancestral temple to reprimand me, and in his anger, he shot my leg.

”

Norton’s heart swelled with empathy.

“Is the wound grave, Ronan? Nathan, do not be angered.

It is my fault.

I should not have eaten the gr@pefruits.

”

Nathan remained silent, his resolve unyielding.

Observing this, Ronan advanced on his knees, his trembling hands reaching out to clasp Norton’s in a desperate plea, his fear and helplessness laid bare for all to see.

“Grandpa, I implore you, help me.

I acknowledge my wrongdoing, but Nathan refuses to relent.

He threatens to send me to a high-security prison, condemning me to a decade behind bars.

Grandpa, if such a fate befalls me, my life will be utterly ruined!”

Mylo added, “Father, I’ve pleaded with Nathan to no avail.

Only you wield the authority to sway him.

Please, aid Ronan.

”

Norton hadn’t anticipated the gravity of the family matter unfolding before him.

“Nathan, Ronan bears no blame in this matter.

I consumed the gr@pefruits by accident.

You’ve already inflicted injury upon him.

There’s no need for further punishment, especially of such severity as imprisonment.

Let us handle our family’s affairs discreetly, behind closed doors.

”

Nathan, traditionally the most dutiful towards Norton, was in opposition to his grandfather once again, this time on matters unrelated to Lucinda.

“I’ve made my decision, Grandpa.

And, please, disregard the one-sided accounts of Ronan and my uncle.

The situation is more complex than they portray it.

”

Ronan, in disagreement, snapped, “That’s it! You just don’t like me, Nathan.

You’re narrow-minded, suspecting my intentions!”

Unwilling to entertain his nonsense, Nathan asserted firmly, “Regardless, the imprisonment punishment is irreversible.

I’ll gather the pertinent evidence.

Once your leg has sufficiently healed, you will serve your sentence in the high-security prison.

”

Ronan was frightened by Nathan’s unwavering resolve.

His face, already pale from his injured leg and loss of blood, grew even paler.

“Grandpa, help me! I don’t want to go to the high-security prison.

Nathan wants to ruin me!”

Norton, visibly distressed, coughed.

Nathan lowered his head, gently stroking Norton’s back to ease his breathing.

Though outwardly respectful and compliant, he remained resolute in his decision.

Norton, desperate to protect Ronan, implored, “Are you bent on destroying your brother? I’m feeling better now.

There’s no need to punish him so severely.

Nathan, heed my words this time.

Don’t be stubborn!”