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.

look at him. He was no longer the center

But, it was okay.

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

during their

was going to win her

they approached the door to the studio, Evadne

“Eve.”

the right to call

was icy cold, not a hint of friendliness

so distant.” Thaddeus‘ heart skipped a

international conferences was,

on par with some cheap women, and it’s an insult to my dignity.” Evadne’s

tightened, and a piercing

her hadn’t faded. In

she clung onto any traces of their past and magnified

nothing to do with anyone else.” Thaddeus tried to explain, his mouth

“That’s enough.”

cutting him off coldly. “Don’t overthink it. I only brought you here because I know you. If I didn’t let you do what

looked at Evadne’s lonely figure,

one reason: Myra’s birthday was coming up. As she was busy during the day, she only had time to work on the dress in the evening. She had to make every second

hairpin from the table and skillfully tied her silky hair into a

gaze softened as he watched her. His fingertips twitched

was thick, and silky, inviting him

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

wave of sorrow washed over him,

within his reach. Now, he didn’t even

“Hey.”

a safety pin with her lips and bent over the dress,

voice was low and

“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

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

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

“Who?”

“Haron.”

“Haron? The internationally renowned fashion designer? What do you

come out of retirement

gaze downward, a

Alea for jewelry design, now wanted Haron to design his clothes. He sure has a vivid imagination,

you so sure? Do you

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

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

to reveal his plans of getting a dress designed

be as lovely as a flower, the

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 gift

Thaddeus’s brows knitted together, his eyes