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

But, it was okay.

today indicated that his efforts had been acknowledged. However slightly, he

let her go during their three years

going to win

studio,

“Eve.”

the right to

flustered man behind her. Her gaze was icy cold, not a hint of friendliness in sight. “You may not find it weird, but I find it

Thaddeus‘ heart skipped a beat. He didn’t

and international conferences was, at

Mr. Thaddeus, don’t call me that. It makes me feel like I’m on par with some cheap

lips tightened, and a piercing pain

that the hurt he had caused her hadn’t faded. In fact, it was as deep–seated as when

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

call you that, it has nothing to do with anyone else.” Thaddeus tried to explain, his mouth

“That’s enough.”

coldly. “Don’t overthink it. I only brought you here because I know you. If I didn’t let you do what you came here for today, you

looked at Evadne’s lonely figure, his

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

the table

as he watched her. His fingertips

thick, and silky, inviting him to

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

wave of sorrow washed over him, his eyes reddening

reach. Now, he didn’t

“Hey.”

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

voice

“Mm.”

she glanced at the man standing still in his

You better not be fooling me, I hope you

if he didn’t speak up, he might be shown the door. Hastily, he began, “Actually, I came to find Ms. Camille, to ask about

“Who?”

“Haron.”

fingertips trembled slightly, “Haron? The

out of retirement

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

thought, “This filthy man, 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 around him? Does he think he’s the

are you so sure? Do

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

elder acquaintance whose birthday is coming up: I want to get her to design a dress as a gift for them.” Thaddeus

didn’t want to reveal his plans of getting a

while the speaker’s thoughts might be as lovely as a flower, the listener didn’t share

of the elegant Mrs. Frederic. You intend to make use of this opportunity to impress Mr. Frederic and present a birthday gift to

brows knitted together, his eyes brimming with