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.

fault, all his fault!” Bennett, a usually composed soldier, was

Cassius’s voice rough with emotion. He handed Bennett a tissue, “Maybe it’s for the best. Pregnancy is tough; kids are a handful, and it’s one more worry. Let’s just

the door

have a

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

to their feet in disbelief, “Gone? How

Jumped out the window!”

to Evadne’s room, only to find the window wide open, the curtains flapping wildly in the storm. Their sister was no

person just vanish into thin air?!” Arnold covered his head with both hands, his heart

clothes and belongings

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dresses, hanging down to the ground below. “Cassius.

crazy girl! She’s quietly courting

heart pounding, head throbbing, “If any part of that makeshift rope had snapped, she’d be dead

I can’t take it. My heart isn’t working well!” Arnold pressed a hand to his chest, feeling

have to be

dad know about this?”

Nydia Ashbourne; I didn’t dare add to his

quiet for now. Dad’s

his racing heart, “Don’t alarm anyone else. We’ll organize a

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

frantic, “It’s my fault! I should have stayed right outside her

gone far. We should be able to catch up with her.”

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

worst

deeply regretted how harsh he’d been with his little sister. Everything was unfolding just as he had feared.

Elmsworth for sure. We’ll find her if we search

the door, barking orders at Arnold, “Call Elvis, tell him to haul his ass back here and help

vigorously, “Yeah, yeah! That wild card Elvis, he’s always got

of lightning tore across the

cold wind lashing against her slender frame,

chattering.

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

her will to break free, nor could it slow her steps towards the

sought.

properly. Why, even now, was it proving to be so difficult?

brothers, with their capabilities, would surely commence a sweeping search, turning

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

in the cold rain for too long, Evadne was feeling dizzy and alternately hot and

distance. With renewed vigor, she ran towards the light,

stand the cold any longer. Without a

laughing and cursing over a game of

One glance at Evadne and their eyes lit up, nearly popping out

turning out to be! In the midst of thunder and rain, a beauty had come