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.

him. He was no longer the center of

But, it was okay.

been acknowledged. However

during their three years

he was going

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

“Eve.”

gave you the right

Her gaze was icy cold, not a hint of friendliness in sight. “You may not find it weird, but

heart skipped a beat. He

in business and international conferences was, at this moment, at a loss for words in front of the woman

like I’m on par with some cheap women, and it’s an insult to

lips tightened, and a piercing pain

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

Instead, she clung onto any traces of

has nothing to do with

“That’s enough.”

I only brought you here because I know you. If I

at Evadne’s lonely figure, his

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

table

as he watched her. His fingertips twitched

thick, and silky, inviting him to

her hair often spilled onto his

of sorrow washed over him, his eyes

reach. Now, he

“Hey.”

pin with her lips and bent over the dress, sewing on some decorations. “How have you been feeling

good.” Thaddeus‘ voice was

“Mm.”

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

be fooling me, I hope you

sensing that if he didn’t speak up, he might be shown the

“Who?”

“Haron.”

yet her fingertips trembled slightly, “Haron? The internationally renowned fashion designer? What do you

to ask her to come out of retirement and design

forget about it.” Evadne cast her gaze downward, a

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

slightly; “How are you

you want her to design a dress?” Evadne smartly retorted, avoiding

her to

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

speaker’s thoughts might be as lovely as a

let out a teasing chuckle, “Oh, yes, I nearly 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 and present a birthday gift to your stepmother,

together, his eyes brimming with