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.

once turned to look at him. He was no longer the

But, it was okay.

efforts had been acknowledged.

during their three years

going to win her

they approached the door to the studio, Evadne

“Eve.”

gave you the right to call me

was icy cold, not a hint of friendliness in sight.

heart skipped

eloquent in business and international conferences was, at this

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

and a piercing pain shot through

caused her hadn’t faded. In fact, it was as

she clung onto

has nothing to do

“That’s enough.”

here because I know you. If I

Evadne’s lonely

brought him into her studio for one reason: Myra’s birthday was coming up. As she was busy during the day,

the table and skillfully tied

gaze softened as he watched her.

thick, and silky, inviting

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 the bed. Fearing that he would tug on her hair, he had carefully combed

wave of sorrow washed over him, his eyes reddening

reach. Now, he

“Hey.”

bent over the dress, sewing

Thaddeus‘ voice was low

“Mm.”

she glanced at the man standing still in his tracks. “Aren’t you going to

cat got your tongue? You better not be fooling me,

a tightening in his chest, sensing that if he didn’t speak up, he might be shown the door.

“Who?”

“Haron.”

yet her fingertips trembled slightly, “Haron? The internationally renowned fashion designer?

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

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

are you so sure? Do

her to design a dress?” Evadne smartly

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

to reveal his plans of getting a dress designed for Myra, hoping to

as lovely as a flower, the

be the birthday of the elegant Mrs. Frederic. You intend

knitted together, his eyes