I'm richer than my billionaire ex-husband
Chapter 433 It's him who dies, it's us who are unlucky.

The cold, snowy wind filled his body with cold, and the coldness spread to all his limbs, yet Caleb did not feel cold at all when he stood in place. For, even colder, was his heart.

Tomas appeared behind Caleb, looking at his somewhat trembling back, and said intolerantly, "Sir, it's better to go back?"

They had chased him from Ingford to Shirling, yet what they now saw was a much closer distance between Alina and Chester.

Caleb, "You go first."

"You ......"

"Go." Caleb roared.

Tomas knew he was having a hard time, so much had happened in the meantime, and every single thing was constantly hitting his nerves. It's just that it's so cold now.

However, Tomas knew that no matter what he said now, Caleb would not listen to him, and finally nodded, "Then I'll leave the car to you." Having said that, Tomas hurried away.

When Caleb was left alone, he stood in the dim light, looked up at the sky and let the cold snowflakes hit his face.

The coolness of the sensation was a slight relief to his burning and swollen heart at the moment.

Some of the snowflakes hit his eyes, and the momentary confusion felt like her confused heart, not knowing where to go.

"Alina." Softly murmuring, at that moment, Caleb suddenly just lost all his strength and courage.

All that remained in his mind were the words 'fiancée' pounding on his nerves.

Why?

If she was the woman Chester loved, why did he leave back then according to his grandfather's arrangement and allowed him to marry Alina?

Now he wants her back?

Overnight, Shirling was covered in snow.

Alina was woken up by Megan, "Alina, Alina, get up."

"What's wrong?" Alina muttered and rolled over, too tired from this time in Ingford, all she wanted to do now was sleep.

She finally got back to a place where she could relax, and naturally she couldn't wait to have some sleep.

However, Megan said, "Master Caleb is outside, take a look."

"Who?"

Alina opened her eyes and looked towards Megan in confusion, obviously not hearing too clearly, but hearing her anxious tone of voice. Megan, "Master Caleb, Caleb Collins."

Alina's eyes that were dazed open instantly.

Megan had gotten up earlier and Grandpa was not yet up at this time, so Alina looked outside at the only dawn sky, scratching her hair in annoyance.

He got up, went to the window, lifted the curtain a crack to look outside, and what he saw was Caleb standing in a black trench coat in the snow.

His body shape is somewhat similar to Chester's, after all they are blood brothers. In this instant, Alina suddenly understood why she always felt familiar when she saw Caleb back then.

Everything will have to wait until the investigation of what happened between herself and Chester is clear before a conclusion can be made.

Otherwise, this marriage between her and Caleb could really become a joke.

He had married her while being responsible for Emma. And she, couldn't marry him while still unconsciously treating him as a stand-in, could she?

If that happens, this marriage will be a real joke.

And seeing Caleb, Alina was irritated and was now even more annoyed because of it, "When did he come?"

Alina asked with a mutter as she tried to get back into bed, clearly not too keen to bother with this man, it was enough of a tosser back in Ingford.

Now back in Shirling it was still unsettling and she didn't even want to talk to him.

However, Alina stopped her as soon as she lifted the blanket, and Alina aggrieved, "Grandma."

"Better go and get him away before your grandfather gets up. The weather was inclement last night and who knows if he came over in the middle of the night? I see he's thinly dressed, it would be bad luck to freeze him to death at the door."

The latter statement by Megan is very graphic.

Alina, "Whether he dies or not, it has nothing to do with me."

That's how she is today.

It's over, and for a grown man to be squirming like that is just plain embarrassing.

Alina is now absolutely despising Caleb.

Megan, "He's the one who died, but it's us who are unlucky."

This leaves Alina in charge.

In the end, Alina could not go to bed to continue her sleep, grabbed the down jacket she wore last night and put it on before going downstairs.

When Caleb saw Alina leave the door and come out wearing the same pajamas that she saw Chester in last night, and over it, the same down jacket that she saw Chester in last night.

On her feet, she was wearing the same slippers she had seen Chester in last night.

Why, when he looked at Alina now, he felt that she had Chester's aura all over her body. Caleb's brain was being constantly pounded.

No one knows to what extent his mind is now reeling, which is the last thing he wants, and yet everything, now, is before him.

Alina, "When did you come?"

Coming to his side, she asked without good grace.

Caleb, "Do you care?"

Alina gave him a look, "Do you think that between us, there is a need to care?"

She wouldn't have cared about his concern.

And she would not give him care.

At this moment, Alina not only replied such a heartless remark, but gave Caleb a look of comprehension.

Every word is like a needle sticking in Caleb's heart.

The corners of Caleb's mouth rose, all over his body has been frozen, but he feels at the moment with more cold, is his heart.

He said, "What a heartless woman."

"For you, it's just retribution." Alina felt that she was quite ruthless to Caleb now.

It just seemed to her that she had no need to be affectionate, but what Caleb did back then was really cold.

As Caleb listened to her words at the moment, he felt even more of a fine pain spreading through his heart.

An hour ago.

He received a call from Tomas, the identification results came back, the child was his. Sure enough it had been stepped in by Chester last time.

It's been a long time tossing around.

At this moment Caleb suddenly softened, "Alina, when you married him, did you ever think about how the child would feel? What should she call Chester?" "Didn't you say the child wasn't yours?" At this moment, Alina said almost vindictively.

He was sabre rattling to strangle her before, and frantically questioning who the child belonged to. Now he asked her what the child should be called Chester.

With those words, Caleb looked at Alina in pain.

Alina gathered the down jacket she was wearing, turned around, and walked towards the villa, saying as she walked, "She doesn't know who her father is, so it naturally doesn't matter who she calls her father." Caleb was already numb from the cold, and at this moment, when he heard Alina's words, he felt his blood freeze even more.