His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 544

After a long and emotionally draining heart–to–heart with her friend Evadne, Beverly had cried herself into exhaustion. So she slept like the dead, not waking until the following afternoon.

Her mother had gone off to her shifts at the diner next door, leaving Beverly to sluggishly rise from bed. With no desire to venture outside, she called her old boss from the tailoring shop downtown and ordered some fabrics. She planned to make a backpack for Gordon

Truth be told, she probably wouldn’t have gone through the trouble for anyone else. But when Gordon had timidly asked for the favor, his eyes were so bright, his voice so earnest, she couldn’t help but take the request to heart.

By evening, the shop owner had called to say he’d sent someone to deliver her order and it would soon be at her doorstep. Grateful, Beverly thanked him and waited patiently at home.

Time seemed to crawl by until there was a knock on her door.

She hastened to answer but paused, a sudden caution gripping her. “Who is it?” she called out, her voice tinged with suspicion.

A brief silence followed before the reply came. “Delivery.”

Delivery? But it was supposed to be a runner.

Beverly’s confusion deepened. “Did you come from in town or out of town? I ordered a lot.”

*Just open the door and you’ll see,” the voice said, unsettlingly vague.

Something felt off, very off.

past traumas making her overly sensitive, Beverly’s

you’ve got the wrong address. Try the neighbors!”

came a violent thud

heart raced as she stumbled backward, hand clamped over her

Bang! Bang! Bang!

weathered door shook under the force of the blows, as if it

as she connected a call to 911, a tall man

tears streaming down her face.

the man tackled her to

blurred, her desperate fingers clawing at the intruder’s vise–like grip.

away, the pressure around

filled the room,

edges of awareness, she thought she heard someone call

like Gordon’s

the darkness consumed her, and

in the midst of a fierce brawl with the intruder in the cramped living room. He had come to check on Beverly at the behest of Thaddeus, bringing

to walk in on an

he was no Jason; his limited skills were quickly overpowered, and he was soon on the floor,

then die with

grabbed a kitchen knife and lunged at Gordon

air, striking the man’s arm and