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The ExHusbands Revenge By Dragonsky

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Read The Ex-Husband’s Revenge By Dragonsky Chapter 138 – Amazingly, the wound was already

scabbed all over and seemed to have improved greatly even though it was not long since Leon suffered

the injury.

“The wounds on your back have closed up, Leon! Your recovery is amazingly quick!” Iris was surprised.

She clearly remembered that Leon was stabbed in the chest when he saved her during their first encounter. At that time, his scar healed and fell off in just one day, leaving almost no trace whatsoever.

Seeing it happen a second time was simply too unbelievable for Iris!

“Maybe it’s because I’m a bit more physically fit than normal people, hence the faster recovery speed…”

Leon’s immediately realized that it was most probably related to his practice of refining spiritual energy.

“Makes sense.” Iris nodded and did not think much of it.

She then stretched out her fair–skinned hand and gently massaged the ointment on Leon’s back. Her

hands rubbed up and down, all over, and it did not take too long for

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her to finish applying the ointment for him.

In doing so, Leon’s injury would recover more quickly.

The next morning, the wound on Leon’s back recovered after a night of recuperation.

Iris’s foot injury healed steadily too, and she could already begin to walk without anyone’s help.

Everything would be fine so long as she did not do strenuous. exercise. Her initial plan was to have a

two–day weekend rest, but the foot injury rendered her unable to go out with Leon that day.

Furthermore, her concern about the cooperation between the Elegante Group and the Wick Group made

it difficult for her to rest at home with peace of mind. She decided to just ask her bodyguard to drive her

to the company, where she intended to supervise the overall situation in person.

Leon, on the other hand, was of little help with designing the cooperation framework, so he had no

choice but to stay home alone to rest.

When noon came, Leon suddenly received a call from Lily. She wanted to invite Leon over to her home

for lunch as a token of appreciation for Leon’s kindness in curing her mother Serena some time ago and

even helping her family to fork out the

expensive medical expenses. Lily and her family was always grateful to him for all that.

Leon happened to have nothing important to do, so he thought over it briefly before agreeing. Within

minutes, he rode his motorcycle toward the destination according to the location Lily sent to him.

He arrived at an old town near the city outskirts. The residential houses there were relatively old,

perhaps more than two or three decades, and the development there lagged slightly behind too.

That was where Lily and her family lived.

Coincidentally, the place was not that far away from Mistcloud Mountain. The surrounding environment

and scenery within the housing area were exceptionally good, with the distinct absence of the city’s

hustle and bustle. In place of it was a calm, tranquil atmosphere.

Leon rode his motorcycle to the entrance of the housing area and saw a beautiful figure standing

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anticipatively in the distance.

It was none other than Lily!

“Leon, here!” Lily waved her hand excitedly in Leon’s direction.

Leon smiled and stopped his motorcycle.

“Lily, you’re…” Leon was astonished to see Lily’s outfit. He always knew Lily was a very beautiful woman,

but she frequently wore a pair of large black–rimmed eyeglasses that covered her beautiful face. Without

those glasses, her delicate facial features–enhanced by her light makeup, sparkling eyes, and pearly–

white teeth–lent her a refreshingly charming look.

Lily was wearing a white, tight–fitting short dress, as opposed to her usual business suit. Below the hem

of her short dress, her slender and well–proportioned legs were covered in a pair of flesh–colored

stockings, the texture of which was as thin as a butterfly’s wings. It was the perfect finishing touch that

outlined her graceful and exquisite figure.

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