Chapter 165

Evadne tilted her pretty chin ever so slightly, locking her eyes on Thaddeus as she walked towards him.

In an instant, the guy felt as if all his blood was rushing to his heart, his throat tightening, the muscles under his suit becoming tenser. It was as if every nerve in his body was being pulled by Evadne, longing to be closer to her

Edith frowned slightly, clinging tightly to Thaddeus. A strong sense of possessiveness and anxiety made her grip even tighter.

She could intuitively feel that Thaddeus not only knew this beautiful woman, but also cared deeply about her.

But just when Thadders was full of anticipation, thinking that Evadne was coming towards him, she slipped past him like a gentle breeze.

“Chritian!” Leaving the stunned Thaddeus behind, Evadne curled her bright eyes into a smile, calling out softly.

“Oh! My sweetheart!”

Chritian, coming from the other end of the corridor, greeted Evadne as if she was a long–lost friend. She waved at her excitedly and even used a term of endearment, which showed they were close.

Everyone present was dumbfounded, including Edith.

Chntian was known for being aloof and arrogant. During the three years Edith studied with her, Chritian rarely praised her and was always indifferent.

What was it about this woman that could easily win over the rare smile of her mentor?

“Darling, I didn’t expect to see you in Elmsworth! I had known, I would have made time to have dinner with you!” Chritian happily embraced Evadne.

“I didn’t want to disturb you. You have rehearsals and preparations,” she replied.

Evadne knew Chritian under the name of Haron, as Chritian had ordered more than one dress from her, and they had a good private relationship.

It could be said that Evadne had such charm. Anyone who had worked with her eventually became her friend.

Thaddeus watched Evadne chatting happily with the world–cla** pianist, and memories flooded his mind.

His broad shoulders trembled slightly, and his gaze almost lost focus.

He remembered that when Evadne first married him, her bright and clear eyes would also smile at him like Edith, and she would excitedly talk non–stop about interesting things like other young girls.

But he always ignored her, he was too stingy to give a look that belonged to her.

silent, playing a role that no one paid any attention to in Windermere

whole life. He found her boring. He thought she was no

did he know that he

violence turned her

Titanic hitting the iceberg, no matter how pa**ionate the romance, in the end, it could only turn

“Mr.

Avery, come over here!”

were sparkling, her gaze pa**ed from Thaddeus to

of his suit. His usually calm eyes were a

fists tightly, the pain shooting straight to his

in jealousy. Thaddeus and Jareth’s faces were as gloomy as if

was just about to

slender fingers, turned his head and

gaze cut

stood together, as

was this

really just

there really no way to stop their

He and his mother are very fond of you. He hopes to get a signed record from you as a memento for his mother,” Evadne

I’d be happy

much and was very

end, not only did she give him a signed record, but Chritian also brought over her

Everything was so perfect.

was left with nothing but heartache, as if the blood flowing in his veins was all

they came out of the concert hall, Edith was still like a little girl, holding Thaddeus’s hand all the way, talking

was that she used to hold Jareth’s hand

trailed behind them, the corners

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Chapter 165

his sister was ignoring him.

the parking lot, Thaddeus suddenly stopped, taking a deep breath, and slowly but

blinked her eyes innocently,

he was a child, filled with alienation, which was cold enough to make her heart flutter. “You’re an adult now,

brother’s hand?”

is it inappropriate? You’re my Thad!” Edith was persistent, “What’s wrong

is your biological brother. I’m not in a position to do that.” Thaddeus stopped there, saying

pouting looking all wronged, but inside she was fuming with

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