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.

never once turned to look at him. He was no longer the center of

But, it was okay.

indicated that his efforts had been

her go during their three years

going

the door to the studio,

“Eve.”

the right to call me

behind her. Her gaze was icy cold, not a hint of friendliness in

just don’t want us to be so distant.” Thaddeus‘ heart skipped a beat. He didn’t understand

decisive and eloquent in business and international conferences was, at this moment, at a loss for

call me that. It makes me feel like I’m on par with some cheap women, and it’s an insult to my dignity.”

a piercing pain

In fact, it was as deep–seated as when they

clung onto

it has nothing to do

“That’s enough.”

opened the door, cutting him off coldly. “Don’t overthink it. I only brought you here because I know you. If I didn’t let you do

at Evadne’s lonely figure, his expression

into her studio for one reason: Myra’s birthday was coming up. As she was busy during the day, she only

from the table and skillfully tied her silky hair into

as he watched

was thick, and silky, inviting him

during their honeymoon. Evadne wasn’t a quiet sleeper, and her hair often spilled onto his

sorrow washed over him, his eyes reddening

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

“Hey.”

her lips and bent over the dress, sewing on some decorations. “How

voice was

“Mm.”

in his tracks. “Aren’t you going to say something to me?

not be fooling me, I hope

in his chest, sensing that if he didn’t speak up, he might be shown the door. Hastily, he began,

“Who?”

“Haron.”

“Haron? The internationally renowned fashion designer? What

want to ask her to come out of retirement and

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

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

frowned slightly; “How are you so

you want her to design a dress?” Evadne smartly

up: I want to get her to design a dress as a gift for them.” Thaddeus explained with a hint of

getting a

as lovely as

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

brows knitted together, his eyes brimming