His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 489

Thaddeus stood stoically outside the gates of Silverlake Harbor, where he had been for more than a full day and night. He was stubborn as such, determined not to rest until he saw the woman he loved or got the answers he was after.

Last night, he had spied the Chambers father and son making a beeline for the harbor, clearly on the warpath about something involving Byron. Thaddeus had watched from the shadows, not out of fear, but to avoid causing a scene that might upset Jeff and bring trouble down on Chairman Ashbourne’s head.

It was one thing to deal with the aftermath for the Ashbourne family in private, but making a public spectacle of himself would be

unwise.

The evening was dark and stormy, fierce winds howling through the air, hitting him with a force that rivaled the punches he’d taken the night before.

Thaddeus’s deep–set eyes, shadowed and brooding, were framed by a chiseled jaw now rough with stubble. He looked every the rugged soldier he once was.

bit

Suddenly, his phone buzzed inside his car, pulling him momentarily from his pain. He opened the door and picked up the phone. It was Gordon.

“Gordon, what’s up?” His voice was hoarse, as if every ounce of energy had been drained from him.

“Mr. Thaddeus Abernathy! I finally got through to you!”

Gordon sounded like he was on the brink of tears, “Mr. Hamilton Abernathy has taken ill and been rushed to the hospital! You’ve got to come back!“.

A sharp pang shot through Thaddeus’s chest, and cold sweat soaked his already damp suit.

Meanwhile, in the wine cellar of Silverlake Harbor.

Evadne’s brothers were gathered, their usual banter replaced by somber silence and the dull glug of spirits being poured. Bennett, in particular, was knocking back whiskey like water, much to Arnold’s distress.

“Bennett, you can’t keep this up. It’s killing you,” Cassius took the glass from his hand.

“Seriously, man, you haven’t even tied the knot yet. Don’t drink yourself into an early grave,” Arnold added.

Bennett clenched his fist, slamming it on the table.

“You were too hard on Evadne today, too damn forceful.” Cassius patted Bennett’s shoulder with a gentle sigh, “You know how she is. She doesn’t respond well to pressure. The more you push, the more she’ll resist. You care her to bits, and you don’t want her to resent you, do you?”

“Cassius’s right. You haven’t had any row ever since you were young; this time it’s too much.”

“Then what do you suggest I do, just let her keep entangled with that jerk?” Bennett rubbed his face with both hands, his voice thick with emotion, “I’d take all the pain for her; I won’t grimace at any cut. Just can’t bear to see her suffer. That’s miscarriage! She could’ve been a mother, experienced that joy. But now,”

The thought of their unborn niece or nephew silenced them all, hearts twisted in grief.

Thaddeus’s fault, all his fault!” Bennett, a usually composed soldier, was on the verge of tears.

for the best. Pregnancy is tough; kids

door banged

a problem!”

burst in, panic–stricken, “Ms. Evadne Ashbourne’s gone!”

to their feet in disbelief, “Gone? How is

Jumped out

the curtains flapping wildly in the storm. Their sister

thin air?!” Arnold covered his head with

chaos in the room, her clothes and belongings tossed

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of knotted dresses, hanging down to the ground below. “Cassius. She’s lost her mind! This is the fifth floor!” Bennett’s voice trembled with fear,

crazy girl! She’s quietly

throbbing, “If any part of

well!” Arnold pressed

beside himself with worry, “Ms. Evadne Ashbourne, you have to be okay! I can’t live with myself if something happens!”

this?” Cassius

Ashbourne’s already troubled over Ms. Nydia Ashbourne; I didn’t

quiet for now. Dad’s health can’t

alarm anyone else.

and Ms. Ashbourne without a phone or money, what will she

my fault! I should have

We should be able to catch up with

left already! It’s been a while!” Dylan replied

the worst time to split!

deeply regretted how harsh he’d been with his little sister.

towards Elmsworth for sure. We’ll find her

his feet, heading for the door, barking orders at Arnold, “Call Elvis, tell him

That wild card Elvis, he’s always got a trick up his sleeve!”

brilliant forks of lightning tore across the

the bone, the cold wind lashing against her slender frame, causing her to shiver uncontrollably, teeth

chattering.

confiscated, she had no money, and she’d lost her flip–flops in the chaos of her escape. Her delicate feet were caked

deter her will to break

sought.

someone properly. Why, even now, was it proving to

capabilities, would surely commence a sweeping search, turning the world

the main roads or visit bustling places, opting instead for the secluded, less–traveled paths towards Elmsworth. But in this pitch–black, deserted

was feeling dizzy

the distance. With renewed vigor, she ran towards

stand the cold any longer. Without a second thought, she pushed the door

cursing

eyes turned towards the door. One glance at Evadne and their eyes lit up, nearly popping out of their

rain, a beauty