After divorce I am a billionaire

Chapter 1113 Fake Injury Turns into Real Injury The two of them were chatting while the kitchen had already been cleaned up. Mavis and Moore walked over together.

At first glance, Mavis noticed that Anthony didn't look too good. His long eyelashes drooped and blinked lightly, as if suppressing semotions.

"What were you two talking about just now?" she asked.

Raymond smiled, "Chat casually, and tell my brother-in-law, who is about to leave 'office’, to take care of his body and take good care of his leg injury. If he becomes disabled, no one will marry him." Although it may not sound pleasant, the first few sentences were all true. Mavis didn't say much, "Let's go, let's get ready to go to the hospital." To lift the wheelchair was a "difficult" task.

Raymond was very unhappy as his left hand was injured and it was difficult for him to lift things with his right hand alone. However, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and accept this difficult task.

Moore didn't say much; he was willing to do whatever was asked of him.

Anthony had a cold expression on his face and sat comfortably like a boss.

"Hello? Why are you so heavy? You're as heavy as a pig!" Anthony's face turned cold and he remained silent, as if he couldn't hear anything and completely ignored him.

At this moment, there were only the three men in the hallway as Mavis had already gone downstairs.

Raymond glanced at Moore on the right side of the wheelchair and suddenly cup with an idea.

Anthony's leg was perfectly fine. If he were to fall down the stairs, he would definitely be able to stand firmly with his agility.

Out of instinctive awareness of the crisis, he will definitely expose himself, and then there was no need to really carry him downstairs.

Evil thoughts arose as Raymond was about to descend the stairs on the seventh floor, and he gave Moore a frantic wink.

Moore understood in seconds.

The two of them almost let go at the stime.

The wheelchair suddenly lost control and tilted down, sliding downwards.

The loud noise was particularly noticeable in the quiet hallway.

Mavis, who was walking on the fourth floor, heard it clearly and hurriedly ran up the stairs.

"What happened?" As soon as she said so, she saw the wheelchair falling on the corner of the sixth floor. The wheelchair was overturned, and the wheels were still turning. Anthony's leg was just pressed under it. His brows were frowning tightly, enduring the pain, and his face turned pale.

Meanwhile, Raymond and Moore were still standing on the stairs, watching without offering any help to Anthony who needed it.

Anthony pressed down on the leg trapped under the wheelchair with one hand, his fingertips stained crimson.

It was all bleeding. Won't it really break the bones now? Mavis hurried forward, trying to help him up, and then turned back to glare at the two men who were still indifferent and dumbfounded. "What are you standing there for? Cover here and give him a hand!" Raymond immediately explained, "No, it's my fault. It was too hard to lift the wheelchair with one hand, and | accidentally let go.

Moore couldn't catch it alone, and..." And he thought Anthony would dodge.

With his skills, how could he not dodge? He didn't expect him to be so ruthless towards himself that he would rather fall down the stairs than reveal anything.

Raymond was confused until Mavis glared at him before lowering his head in embarrassment.

After all, he was her own younger brother. Mavis couldn't possibly not know what he was plotting. Without saying anything in front of Anthony, she commanded him to "stop standing there and call an ambulance." "Oh okay." Anthony was taken to the nearest hospital where doctors pushed him into the emergency room after learning that he already had a leg injury.

The red light in the emergency room lit up.

Mavis sat on a chair outside while Moore leaned against a white wall opposite her. Raymond paced back and forth anxiously.

Everyone seemed to understand each other without speaking a word.

Until Mavis spoke first, "Raymond, don't you want to explain properly?" Raymond froze for a moment before obediently walking over beside Mavis and sitting shoulder-to-shoulder with her. "You don't believe me? It really slipped out of my hand. | can only use one hand anyway." "Kane can lift it by himself; let alone you two lifting together. Are you doing this on purpose? You know as well as | do." Raymond remained silent which meant accepting guilt Mavis becangry and pushed his forehead with her fingertips, "You messed things up instead! Now his leg injury has becreal from fake! We were right but now we're wrong!" "What should we do then?" He becextremely annoyed, "It's all Anthony's fault! He has too many schemes going on! | thought he would resist but instead did nothing at all! He deliberately usedas an excuse for getting hurt." Mavis didn't accept his excuses, "If you weren't scheming yourself, how could have been used by him?" There was no way for Raymond to defend himself now so instead he pulled at Mavis' sleeve while whining softly, "Don't be mad Mavis. | didn't mean ruin your plan intentionally. | wanted help you out. If worst comes worst, just consider this payback for last twhen he broke my wrist bone. This time, | broke his wheelchair, making us even." Mavis shook her head helplessly, " There won't be another next time." Raymond raised his hand like taking an oath, "This is what owes me. | definitely won't do this again." Beside her, Moore had been quiet all along, but now he spoke up to analyze the situation. "Mavis, this isn't a complete disaster.

The injury is real, but the bone fracture is fake. Once his skin wounds heal on his leg, he'll be able to walk normally again. As long as he can walk properly, we can still expose his trickery." Moore made a good point.

In the end, all of these events were caused by Anthony faking a car accident and injuring himself first. He had only reaped what he sowed.

As they discussed their plan of action in hushed tones, the doors to the emergency room swung open and Anthony was wheeled out in a medical wheelchair with his left leg wrapped tightly in bandages from another injury.

"Who's here for the patient?" asked one of the doctors at the door.

No one said anything - not even Mavis - until Anthony pointed directly at her and declared, "My wife." Mavis felt her mouth twitch involuntarily as she took over speaking duties, "Yes... I'm his soon-to-be ex-wife who hasn't quite divorced him yet. Doctor, could you please tellabout my husband's condition?" The doctor smiled knowingly before responding, "Ah yes... the famous couple whose divorce has been making headlines for almost a month now! Mr. Callahan suffered from bone fractures due to an earlier car accident that required surgery. However it seems like this taround there was no damage done to any previous injuries so you don't have too much cause for concern." "When will he be able to walk normally again? When will his leg heal?" Mavis pressed on with more questions.

"Well... it's going to take several months since it was indeed a bone fracture," replied the doctor patiently, "and it also depends on how well Mr. Callahan recovers during rehabilitation later on, and you're gonna have to take care of him." Mavis frowned, feeling that the last sentence was deliberately asked by Anthony to continue to enslave her and enjoy her service.

She asked further, "To check up on post-operation recovery progress regarding bone fractures like this one requires X-rays right? Can | see those images then if possible?" The doctor hesitated briefly before glancing down at Anthony sitting quietly in his wheelchair before finally replying, "The hospital is too small and the equipment is not in place. The images taken will be included in the hospital archives, but they will not be made public. Please understand." What kind of nonsense explanation was that?! "If the hospital isn't capable enough then let's go somewhere else where they are! | heard Micah owns another medical facility nearby which has state-of-the-art equipment available!" Micah's hospital wasn't something money could easily buy into after all.

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