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.

W

“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 the center

But, it was okay.

decision to let him stay today indicated that his efforts had been acknowledged. However slightly, he would seize any opportunity, no

her go during their three

he was going to win her

door to the studio, Evadne suddenly halted

“Eve.”

the right to

behind her. Her gaze was icy cold, not a

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

international conferences was, at this

feel like I’m on par with some cheap women, and it’s an insult to my dignity.” Evadne’s

a piercing pain shot through

realized that the hurt he had caused her hadn’t faded. In fact,

him. Instead, she clung onto

do with anyone else.” Thaddeus tried to explain,

“That’s enough.”

brought you here because I know you. If I didn’t let you do what you

Evadne’s lonely figure, his expression turning

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 had

a jade hairpin from the table and skillfully tied her silky hair into

watched

thick, and silky, inviting

the nights they had spent together during their honeymoon. Evadne wasn’t a quiet sleeper, and her hair often spilled

over him, his eyes

by his side, within his reach.

“Hey.”

with her lips and bent over the dress, sewing on some

good.” Thaddeus‘ voice was

“Mm.”

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

You better not be fooling me, I hope you

speak up, he might be shown the door. Hastily, he began, “Actually, I came to find Ms. Camille, to ask

“Who?”

“Haron.”

yet her fingertips trembled slightly, “Haron? The internationally

want to ask her to come out of retirement and design a

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

previously wanting to engage Alea for jewelry design, now wanted Haron to design his clothes. He sure has a vivid imagination, does he think the world revolves

“How are you

a dress?” Evadne smartly retorted, avoiding a direct

want to get her to design a dress

getting a

lovely as a

Mrs. Frederic. You intend to make use of this opportunity to impress Mr. Frederic and

knitted together, his eyes brimming with