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 was no

But, it was okay.

indicated that his efforts had been acknowledged. However slightly, he would seize any opportunity, no matter how

let her go during their

going

to the studio, Evadne suddenly halted but didn’t turn

“Eve.”

right to call

Her gaze was icy cold, not a hint of friendliness in sight. “You may not find

just don’t want us to be so distant.” Thaddeus‘ heart skipped a beat.

at comforting people. The man who was decisive and eloquent in business and international conferences was, at this moment, at a loss for words

some cheap women, and it’s an insult to my

a piercing pain shot through his

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

onto any traces of their past

nothing to do with

“That’s enough.”

only brought you here because I know you. If I didn’t let you do what you came

lonely figure, his expression

busy during the day, she only had time to

table and

gaze softened as he watched her. His

was thick, and silky, inviting him to

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

of sorrow washed over

within his reach. Now, he

“Hey.”

with her lips and bent over the

voice was low

“Mm.”

moved tirelessly, her long lashes fluttering as she glanced at the man standing still in his tracks. “Aren’t you going to say something

cat got your tongue? You better not be fooling me, I hope you actually have something to

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

“Who?”

“Haron.”

poker face remained, yet her fingertips trembled slightly, “Haron? The internationally renowned

out of retirement and design a dress for

Evadne cast her gaze downward, a cold huff echoing

Haron to design his clothes. He sure has a vivid imagination, does he think the world

you so

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

acquaintance whose birthday is coming up: I want to get her to design a dress

a dress designed for Myra, hoping

speaker’s thoughts might be as lovely

a teasing chuckle, “Oh, yes, I nearly 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

together, his eyes brimming