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.

look at him. He

But, it was okay.

efforts had been acknowledged. However slightly, he would seize any opportunity,

during their three

was going

studio, Evadne suddenly halted but didn’t turn

“Eve.”

gave you the right

not

heart

was decisive and eloquent in business and international conferences was, at this moment, at a loss for words in

me that. It makes me feel like I’m on par with some cheap

and a piercing pain shot through his

In fact, it was as deep–seated as when they had just

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

to do with anyone else.” Thaddeus tried to explain, his mouth

“That’s enough.”

it. 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 just didn’t want to cause

lonely figure,

had brought him into 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

jade hairpin from the table and skillfully

gaze softened as he watched her.

and silky,

a quiet sleeper, and her hair often spilled onto his side of the bed. Fearing that he would tug on

of sorrow washed over him,

within his reach.

“Hey.”

with her lips and bent over the dress, sewing on some decorations. “How

Thaddeus‘ voice was low

“Mm.”

fingers moved tirelessly, her long lashes fluttering as she glanced at the man standing still in his tracks. “Aren’t you going to say something to me? Go on.” Thaddeus fell

tongue? You better not be fooling me, I hope you actually

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 Ms. Camille, to ask about

“Who?”

“Haron.”

The internationally

of retirement and design a dress for

it.” Evadne cast her gaze downward, a cold

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

“How are you

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

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

of getting a dress

while the speaker’s thoughts might be as lovely as a

let out a teasing chuckle, “Oh, yes, I nearly forgot. This weekend happens to be the birthday of the elegant Mrs. Frederic. You

knitted together, his eyes brimming