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 no longer the center

But, it was okay.

been acknowledged. However slightly, he would seize

during their

going to win her

approached the door to the studio, Evadne suddenly

“Eve.”

right to call

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

heart skipped a beat. He didn’t understand why she

and international conferences was, at this moment,

don’t call me that. It makes me feel like I’m on par with some cheap women, and it’s an insult to my dignity.” Evadne’s gaze was sharp

and a piercing pain

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

wasn’t considering forgiving him. Instead, she clung onto any traces of

do with

“That’s enough.”

I only brought you here because I know you. If I didn’t let you do what you came here for today, you wouldn’t leave. I

lonely figure, his expression turning

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

from the table and

softened as he watched her. His fingertips

hair was thick, and

often spilled onto his side

of sorrow washed over

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

“Hey.”

over the dress, sewing on some

good.” Thaddeus‘ voice

“Mm.”

his tracks. “Aren’t you going to say something to me? Go on.” Thaddeus

be fooling me, I hope you

that if he didn’t speak up, he might be shown

“Who?”

“Haron.”

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

to ask her to come out of retirement and design a dress for

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

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

“How are you so

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

to design a dress as a gift

getting a dress designed for Myra,

lovely as a flower,

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 stepmother, don’t

knitted together, his eyes brimming