His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 574

Thaddeus lay sprawled on the couch, an expression of unjust accusation on his face.

“Evadne, I messed up, I admit I had one too many beers and made a fool of myself. I’m sorry,” Arnold grumbled, seldom one to raise his voice at his sister, but now he was quick to own up to his mistakes.

“So, kissing Camille was just another slip–up because of the booze? Hmph, men, always flirting and never committing–irresponsible, all of you!”

“No, it wasn’t like that.”

Arnold closed his eyes, shaking his head, “When I kissed her, I was sober. I knew what I was doing. Evadne, I really do fancy her. But sadly, it seems she doesn’t feel the same. Without mutual affection, it’s doomed from the start. Plus, she’s not keen on settling down, always chasing the next thrill, and we don’t see eye to eye on everything. It was never meant to go the distance. Guess it’s gonna be tough to find you a sister–in–law. Sorry to let you down.”

“Arnold!”

Arnold said no more, his silhouette slumping as he left the villa.

“Evadne, I’ll go see Arnold off.”

Arnold’s cab arrived, and just as he was about to hop in, Thaddeus grabbed him in the nick of time.

“Wait up, Arnold. I’ve got a couple of things to say.”

Arnold’s gaze was a bit unfocused, “What’s up?”

“Feelings can develop over time. Even if it’s not love at first sight, if you truly fancy Camille, you should give it a shot. Maybe you’ll find a way to her heart. Don’t leave yourself with regrets,” Thaddeus advised earnestly.

Arnold narrowed his eyes, “And what about you and Evadne? Three years of marriage, and you’re still not smitten?”

Thaddeus felt like he’d choked on a dry scone, speechless.

Surely a prosecutor, hitting where it hurts.

“In the end, wasn’t it a whole lot of drama, risking your neck more times than I can count, causing a ruckus in both our families before you made up?”

I did win back

to

know it sounds like I’m mocking you, and I am, to some

to mess things up like that. One headstrong romantic in the Ashbourne family is quite enough. We don’t need a second. The deeper the love, the greater the pain. Thad, you’re a lucky guy. Anyone else might not

head

“On my way!”

and ducked into the cab, which quickly vanished into

there alone, a puzzled frown

hours, but all parties must end, and the guests knew to gracefully make their exits.

home, Gordon took Beverly, and Chasel pestered Cassius to take him home.

every day. I reckon you can make your own way back,” Cassius’s

want me wandering home alone, would you? If I got mugged, that’s

feigning dizziness, and his

Amazing!

spare him a

this year. I don’t want a fourth.

a smug ‘exactly‘

his

left when one

went to clean up, he found

balcony of

a simple turn in sleep could send him tumbling down. From the second floor, it wouldn’t be a fatal fall, but it would be a nasty one nonetheless!

boy’s lost his marbles!

rushed to the kitchen, where the couple was brewing a sobering soup, “Mrs. Abernathy! Elvis is sound asleep on the balcony right now! I didn’t dare wake him–I’m scared he’d roll right

deeply concerned.

off. When he was a kid, he’d sleep anywhere high or steep–rooftops, rockeries, trees. If he

Thaddeus was speechless.

let their kids run

because they had too many to

to find