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.

turned to look at him. He was no longer the

But, it was okay.

to let him stay today indicated that his efforts had been acknowledged. However

let her go during their

he was going to win

to the studio, Evadne suddenly halted but didn’t

“Eve.”

gave you the right to

man behind her. Her gaze was icy cold, not a hint of friendliness in sight. “You

heart skipped a beat. He didn’t

and international conferences

It makes me feel like I’m on par with some cheap women, and it’s an insult to my

tightened, and a piercing pain

realized that the hurt he had caused her hadn’t faded. In fact, it was as deep–seated as when they had just

considering forgiving him. Instead, she clung onto any

call you that, it has nothing to do

“That’s enough.”

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

at Evadne’s lonely

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

up a jade hairpin from the table and skillfully

watched her.

hair was thick, and silky, inviting him to

often spilled

washed over him,

within his reach. Now,

“Hey.”

and bent over the dress,

Thaddeus‘ voice was low and

“Mm.”

long lashes fluttering as she glanced at the man standing still in his tracks. “Aren’t you

got your tongue? You better not be fooling me,

sensing that if he didn’t speak up, he might be shown the door. Hastily, he began,

“Who?”

“Haron.”

fingertips trembled slightly, “Haron? The internationally renowned fashion designer? What do you want with her?”

come out of retirement and design

Evadne cast her gaze downward, a cold

design, now wanted Haron to design his clothes. He sure has

slightly; “How are you

design a dress?” Evadne smartly retorted,

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

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

as lovely as a flower, the listener didn’t share the

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

Thaddeus’s brows knitted together, his