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.

once turned to look at him. He was no longer the center

But, it was okay.

had been acknowledged. However slightly, he would seize any opportunity, no matter how

during

going to win

the door to the studio, Evadne

“Eve.”

gave you the right to

cold, not a hint of friendliness in

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

wasn’t good at comforting people. The man who was decisive and eloquent in business and international conferences was, at this

par with some cheap women, and

lips tightened, and a piercing pain shot through

hadn’t faded. In

considering forgiving him. Instead, she clung onto any traces of

when I call you that, it has nothing to do with anyone else.”

“That’s enough.”

I know you. If I didn’t let

Evadne’s lonely figure, his expression turning

reason: Myra’s birthday was coming up. As she was busy during the day, she

hairpin from the table and skillfully tied her

watched her. His fingertips

thick, and silky, inviting him to

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

over

within his reach. Now, he didn’t

“Hey.”

up a safety pin with her lips and bent over the dress, sewing on some decorations.

Thaddeus‘ voice was

“Mm.”

glanced at the man standing still in his

be fooling me, I hope you actually

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.

“Who?”

“Haron.”

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

out of retirement and design

Evadne cast her gaze

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

slightly; “How are you so sure?

a dress?” Evadne smartly retorted,

elder acquaintance whose birthday is coming up: I want to get her to

of getting a dress designed for

thoughts might be as lovely as a

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

brows knitted together, his