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.

Evadne never once turned to look at him. He was

But, it was okay.

him stay today indicated that his efforts had been

during their three

he was going to win her

to the studio, Evadne suddenly

“Eve.”

the right to call me

the flustered man behind her. Her gaze was icy cold, not a hint of friendliness in sight. “You may not

so distant.” Thaddeus‘ heart skipped a beat. He

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

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

a piercing pain shot through his

faded. In fact, it was as deep–seated as when

him. Instead, she clung onto any traces of their past and magnified

you that, it has nothing to do with anyone else.” Thaddeus

“That’s enough.”

it. I only brought you here because I know you. If I didn’t

at Evadne’s lonely figure,

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

up a jade hairpin from the table and skillfully tied her

softened as he watched her. His fingertips

was thick, and silky,

quiet sleeper, and her hair often spilled onto

over him, his eyes reddening

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

“Hey.”

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

voice was

“Mm.”

fingers moved tirelessly, her long lashes fluttering as she glanced at the man standing still in his tracks. “Aren’t you

your tongue? You better not be fooling me, I

felt a 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

“Who?”

“Haron.”

trembled slightly, “Haron? The internationally renowned fashion designer? What

to ask her to come out of retirement and design a dress for me.” Thaddeus

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

Alea for jewelry design, now wanted Haron to design his clothes.

“How are you so sure? Do

a dress?” Evadne

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

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

the speaker’s thoughts might be as lovely as a

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

brows knitted together, his eyes brimming