His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 491

Thaddeus gazed at Evadne’s pallid, haggard face, his heart aching beyond words.

“I want to be with Evadne forever. But Jareth, I can’t be that selfish. Evadne’s family isn’t like mine. I would give up everything for her, but if she were to lose her family for me, do you think I could live with myself? Without the blessings and company of her family, can she truly be happy and content?”

Thaddeus shook his head in agony, his voice hoarse as he repeated, “I’ve already taken too much from her. I’ve almost ruined her. Jareth, I can’t hurt her anymore; I can’t let her lose anymore. I just can’t.”

“Is that what you think? But have you ever asked Evadne what she wants?”

Jareth, seeing the turmoil in his friend, furrowed his brows, “It’s a stormy night out there. Evadne must have suffered a lot to come and find you. Family is important, of course. But right now, Evadne cares more about you; she wants to be with you. If you force yourself to let her go for the sake of what you call happiness, then a danger greater than tonight’s might occur, and it could end in tragedy. Thaddeus, don’t come to regret it.”

Jareth’s words struck deep, piercing Thaddeus’s heart.

Thaddeus remembered Evadne mentioning their child, begging him to save their little one. Although she was delirious with fever, wasn’t that the wound she had suppressed in her heart, hidden beneath her hearty smiles, a pain so raw upon touch?

“How do you do it, Evadne?

How do you manage to smile at my detestable face every day, to be so, so kind to me?”

In front of his closest friend, Thaddeus could no longer hold back and burst into tears, slapping himself hard on the face!

“Thad! What the hell are you doing?!”

Jareth’s eyes widened in shock, hurriedly grabbing his hand, “Man up, Thad! Self–pity isn’t going to fix anything! If it did, I’d grab all the kitchen knives right now and let you stab yourself to your heart’s content!”

The doctor quickly arrived to treat Evadne.

Thaddeus sat by the bed, staring deeply at Evadne’s pale face, pressing her lukewarm hand to his burning lips, kissing it silently.

“She’s running a fever; it’s serious.”

The doctor administered a fever–reducing shot and started an IV, “Had it been any later, there could have been complications with her heart, making it more difficult to handle. However, Mr. Abernathy, I suggest you take Ms. Ashbourne to the hospital at dawn. My facilities here are limited, and I can’t provide her with the best care, only temporarily alleviate the fever. If it spikes again. tomorrow night, you must go to the hospital.”

Thaddeus’s trembling hand brushed Evadne’s sweaty forehead. It was still hot to the touch, hoping that by dawn, all would be well.

“By the way, Mr. Abernathy, did Ms. Ashbourne sustain any injuries to her hand? Has it been fractured?” The doctor suddenly asked, puzzled.

Thaddeus was taken aback, “Fractured? What do you mean?”

“Look at her left little finger; my experience tells me that it’s been fractured before, or severely torn ligaments. Even if it healed, it would probably leave some impairment.”

Thaddeus’s pupils shook, his heart pounding!

“Impossible! How could this happen?!” Jareth was utterly astonished.

“Looks like it’s an old injury, perhaps due to lack of proper care after the initial injury.”

Jareth became more perplexed, “Evadne is from the Ashbourne family, which would call an ambulance over a scratch on her hand. How could they ignore something as serious as a fracture!

the pinky isn’t used much, it’s

A disability?!

breath hitched, clutching Evadne’s delicate

remembered asking Evadne about her little finger before, but she had deflected the question, unwilling to answer him directly.

pajamas, and then she and Jareth

Evadne into her pajamas, then brought over a basin

feet with a wet

feet, usually so exquisite he would never feel enough touching them,

to bring you happiness, but look at what

ragged, a deep, muffled sob escaping from his throat. His phone vibrated,

to the window to

went to bed late because of her. Mr. Thaddeus Abernathy, have you found Ms. Ashbourne? Mr. Hamilton Abernathy was asking before he

Grandpa when he wakes up not to worry. I’ll

sure how long ‘always‘

Thaddeus Abernathy, I’m

my fault. If I had told you sooner about

fault. Today’s tragedy is all by my own

silent, and then suddenly remembered

was on a business trip abroad, inspecting

was daytime where he was, it was impossible not

called me, but I didn’t pick it up?” Thaddeus tensed up again.

Ms. Ashbourne tried to reach you

Murray let out a sigh, “It’s all water under the bridge now, and thank goodness Mr. Hamilton Abernathy is doing just fine. You shouldn’t beat yourself up over it. Back then, your place at the

lightning, his shoulders

regional office when Acacia Stirling barged in, hell–bent on dragging

her off. She threw one of her classic fits and dunked his phone right into the fish

opened before Thaddeus‘ eyes. “Mr. Thaddeus Abernathy? Mr. Thaddeus Abernathy? You’ve gone quiet; are you all right?” Mr. Murray asked,

concern.

against the window sill, felt his

on the edge of collapse.

The next day.

the weight on his

before her, she dove into his arms, the two hearts beating

a dream, is it?”

gaunt cheeks until they turned red. Most

as he fondly stroked her hair, “It’s

goodness, thank

aloud. She pinched hard, and she cried loud. The little lady must be on the

to her ear, his voice heavy with guilt, “Evadne.

I do that?

you got a mistress? Been letting your heart

green, “Evadne.”

“Just kidding.”

become, “You’ve lost so much weight. Are you trying

intertwined tightly with hers, yet he

decided not to speak of it and instead covered her lips with his, giving her a sweet, lingering

rest of his life, he would repay her in kind,