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

But, it was okay.

let him stay today indicated that his efforts had been acknowledged. However slightly,

let her go during

was going to win her

to the studio, Evadne

“Eve.”

you the right to

not a hint of friendliness in sight. “You may not find it weird, but I find it

distant.” Thaddeus‘ heart skipped a beat. He didn’t understand why she was

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

Thaddeus, don’t call me that. It makes me feel like I’m on par with some

piercing

he had caused her hadn’t faded. In fact, it was

forgiving him. Instead, she clung onto any traces of

it has nothing to do with anyone else.”

“That’s enough.”

If I didn’t let you do what you came here for today, you wouldn’t leave. I just didn’t want to cause trouble for

Evadne’s lonely

during the day,

hairpin from the table and skillfully tied her silky hair

softened as he watched her. His

and silky, inviting

Evadne wasn’t a quiet sleeper, and her hair often spilled onto his side of the

of sorrow washed over him, his

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

“Hey.”

bent over the dress,

good.” Thaddeus‘ voice was low and

“Mm.”

in his tracks. “Aren’t you going

be fooling me, I

tightening in his chest, sensing that if he didn’t speak up, he might be shown the door. Hastily, he began, “Actually, I came to find Ms. Camille, to

“Who?”

“Haron.”

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

out of retirement and design a dress

about it.” Evadne cast her gaze downward, a cold huff echoing in

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

“How are you so sure? Do you know

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

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

his plans of getting a dress designed for

be as lovely as a flower, the

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

knitted together, his eyes