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.

at him. He was no longer

But, it was okay.

been

had let her go during their

going

to the studio, Evadne suddenly halted but

“Eve.”

the right to call me

her. Her gaze was icy cold, not a hint

so distant.” Thaddeus‘ heart skipped

good at 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

Mr. Thaddeus, don’t call me that. It makes me feel like I’m on par with some cheap women, and it’s an insult to my dignity.” Evadne’s gaze was sharp

tightened, and a piercing pain shot through

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

Instead, she clung onto any traces of their

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

“That’s enough.”

coldly. “Don’t overthink it. I only brought you here because I know you. If I didn’t let you do what you came here for today, you wouldn’t leave. I just didn’t want to cause

at Evadne’s lonely figure, his expression

her studio for one reason: Myra’s birthday was coming up. As she was busy during the day, she only had time to work on the dress in the evening. She

up a jade hairpin from the table and skillfully tied her silky

he watched

thick, and silky, inviting

honeymoon. Evadne wasn’t a quiet sleeper, and her hair often spilled onto his side of the bed. Fearing that he would

washed over him, his eyes

his side, within his reach. Now,

“Hey.”

pin with her lips and bent over the dress, sewing

Thaddeus‘ voice was low

“Mm.”

she glanced at the man standing still in his tracks. “Aren’t you going to say something to me? Go on.” Thaddeus fell silent for a

fooling

didn’t speak up, he might be shown the door.

“Who?”

“Haron.”

remained, yet her fingertips trembled slightly, “Haron? The internationally

come out of retirement and design a dress for me.” Thaddeus stated

gaze downward, a cold huff echoing

for jewelry design, now wanted Haron to design his clothes. He sure has a

slightly; “How are you so sure? Do you

you want her to design a dress?”

is coming up: I want to get her to design a dress as a gift

reveal his plans of getting a dress designed for Myra, hoping to surprise her

as lovely as

the elegant Mrs. Frederic. You intend to

brows knitted together, his