His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 277

Thaddeus‘ heart pounded furiously, his gaze on Evadne softer than it had ever been before.

Yet her sharp words, laced with coldness, pierced through his heart like an icy blade. His gaze became blurry as he stared into her eyes filled with deep affection. “Master!”

Camille’s face was a mask of confusion upon seeing Evadne. She had a million questions swirling in her mind, yet she found herself unable to voice any of them. “Thaddeus, why are you here?” Evadne asked with a detached tone.

Seeing the lack of any affection in her demeanor, as if their shared past and near–death experience meant nothing, Thaddeus‘ heart sank. Nevertheless, he replied sincerely, “I came to see you.”

“Cut the crap. Do you even believe your own words?” A mocking smile formed on Evadne’s lips, completely disregarding Thaddeus.

Thaddeus was speechless.

“That’s enough. You’ve seen her, now leave.” Camille, clearly annoyed, ordered him away.

She was disgusted by this man, who had been entangled with a gold–digging woman before. Now that the gold–digger was out of the picture, he was attempting to make a comeback. His presence alone felt like a stain on their place.

“I’m not leaving.” Thaddeus‘ eyes were determined.

“Do you want me to beat you out with a baseball bat?” Camille was usually an ice queen in public, but when it came to defending her loved ones, her fiery temper flared up.

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“Eve.”

Evadne’s heart clenched as she locked eyes with him.

Ignoring Camille, Thaddeus only had eyes for Evadne, “I have something to say to you.”

Was he calling her?

During their three years of marriage, he had always called her by her full name, sometimes even skipping the name entirely and going straight to the point. Gordon was stunned, but he was happy for Thaddeus!

Finally, his boss had a change of heart!

“Hey, watch your mouth. You’re divorced now and my master clearly doesn’t want to interact with you. You should call her Ms. Evadne.”

“Say what you need to say.”

Evadne coldly gave the order and turned to leave.

Thaddeus felt as if he had been blessed by the heavens. Despite trying to keep his emotions in check, he couldn’t hide his delight; He followed her without a second thought.

Gordon was grinning from ear to ear. He enjoyed watching Thaddeus making an effort to win his wife back.

Seeing that she couldn’t stop him, Camille could only vent her frustration on Gordon, shooting him a death glare. “Wait outside. No one related to Thaddeus is allowed in!”

Thaddeus quickly caught up with Evadne.

to look at him.

But, it was okay.

had been acknowledged. However slightly, he would

let her go during their three years of

he was going

door to the studio, Evadne suddenly halted but didn’t turn

“Eve.”

you the right to

at the flustered man behind her. Her gaze was icy cold, not a hint of friendliness

us to be so distant.” Thaddeus‘ heart skipped

comforting people. The man who was decisive and eloquent in business and international conferences was, at this moment, at a loss for words in front

on par with some cheap

a piercing pain

hurt he had caused her hadn’t faded. In fact, it was as deep–seated

she clung onto any traces of their past

call you that, it has nothing to do with anyone else.” Thaddeus tried to explain, his mouth

“That’s enough.”

brought you here because I know you. If I didn’t let you

Evadne’s lonely figure,

the day, she only had time to work on the dress in the evening. She had to

the table and skillfully tied her

gaze softened as he watched her.

and silky, inviting him to

remembered the nights they had spent together during their honeymoon. Evadne wasn’t a quiet sleeper, and her hair often spilled onto his side of the bed. Fearing that he would tug on her hair, he

over

by his side, within his reach. Now, he didn’t even have the right to

“Hey.”

over the dress, sewing on some decorations. “How have you

good.” Thaddeus‘ voice was low

“Mm.”

as she glanced at the man standing still in his tracks. “Aren’t you

got your tongue? You better not be fooling me, I hope you actually

speak up, he might be shown the door. Hastily, he began,

“Who?”

“Haron.”

“Haron? The internationally renowned fashion designer? What

of retirement

it.” Evadne cast her gaze downward, a cold

now wanted Haron to design his clothes. He sure has a vivid imagination, does he think the world

frowned slightly; “How are you so sure? Do you know

to design a dress?” Evadne smartly

have an elder acquaintance whose birthday is coming up: I want to get her to design a dress as a gift for

didn’t want to reveal his plans of getting a dress designed for Myra,

the speaker’s thoughts might be as lovely as a flower, the listener didn’t share

forgot. This weekend happens to be the birthday of the elegant Mrs. Frederic. You intend to make use of this opportunity to impress Mr. Frederic

knitted together, his eyes brimming