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.

never once turned to look at him. He was

But, it was okay.

stay today indicated that his efforts had been

her go during their

was going to win

approached the door to the studio, Evadne suddenly halted

“Eve.”

right to call me

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

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

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

with some cheap women, and it’s an insult to my dignity.” Evadne’s gaze was sharp and

lips tightened, and a piercing

hadn’t faded. In

Instead, she clung onto any traces of their past

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

“That’s enough.”

off 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 wouldn’t leave. I just didn’t want

Evadne’s lonely figure, his expression

up. As she was busy during the day, she only had time to work

picked up a jade hairpin from the table and

watched her. His fingertips twitched

was thick, and silky, inviting him

wasn’t a quiet sleeper, and her hair often spilled onto his side of the bed. Fearing that he would tug on her hair, he

washed over him, his

within his reach.

“Hey.”

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

good.” Thaddeus‘ voice

“Mm.”

his tracks. “Aren’t you going to say

fooling

he might be shown the door. Hastily, he began,

“Who?”

“Haron.”

fingertips trembled slightly, “Haron? The internationally renowned fashion designer? What do you

want to ask her to come out of retirement and

her gaze downward, a cold huff echoing

design his clothes. He sure has a vivid imagination, does he think

slightly; “How are you so sure? Do you

her to design a

to get her to design a dress as a gift

his plans of getting a dress designed for Myra, hoping

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

forgot. This weekend happens to be the birthday of the elegant Mrs. Frederic. You intend to make use

Thaddeus’s brows knitted together, his eyes brimming with