His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 627

Chapter 627

Evadne listened, her eyes brimming with tears, as Suri recounted the tale with a heavy heart.

Battered and barely clinging to life.

What kind of harrowing ordeal must her mother have endured to have nearly perished so far from home?

Thaddeus gripped Evadne’s trembling hand tighter, his voice laced with confusion. “Mrs. Ashbourne has been all alone in this foreign land for so many years, raising children for Mr. Emeric. Didn’t she ever reach out to her family, or visit her homeland even once?”

Suri shook her head, her gaze lowered. “Never. Not once. Emeric even went so far as to change her citizenship, gave her a new identity, so she could cut ties with her past completely.”

The more they heard, the deeper their bewilderment grew.

What could have happened to make Mrs. Ashbourne abandon her old life so completely?

With each word, Evadne’s curiosity about her mother’s past intensified.

“Evadne, that’s all I know. And over father has reminded us, more than once, not to tell you anything about your mother.”

Suri’s eyes pleaded as she took Evadne’s hand. “I don’t know why, but you must trust your father. He truly loves you and your mother. Everything he does, he does for you without a second thought. So please, let’s pretend this conversation never happened. Don’t ask your father about it, okay?”

Evadne’s heart swelled with a deep, unspoken love for her mother. But she didn’t want to make Suri uncomfortable, so she could only nod through her tears.

After a recent ordeal, Emeric’s health, which had just started to improve, was once again on shaky ground.

Chasel arrived just in time to perform a thorough check-up and administer the necessary medication, stabilizing Emeric’s condition.

Back in his office, Chasel slumped into his chair, utterly spent, as if the weight of the world was on his shoulders. As the lead physician, the pressure was immense.

this was the father of the

was his first impression in front of his future father-in-law, and the pressure was crushing. Who

on him, Chasel sprawled across his desk, his lips

brink of death. Three sleep-deprived nights of standing until his legs. cramped up, both hungry and exhausted. And there

had taken a tumble for Cassius, tasting the

his desk with a slap, his eyes shimmering with resentment. “This is the last time.

Knock, knock, knock-

sound of knocking interrupted his brooding.

a tissue, blew his nose, and walked to the door.

opened it, Cassius’ striking visage greeted him. A gentle smile

“Chasel.”

skipped a beat, his fingers tightening around the door frame.

tenderness in his

you avoid carbs, but when you’re really stressed and worn out, you treat yourself to fried chicken. So here it is. I wasn’t

despite his best efforts, he let

Cassius a warm look, sitting down with a cold expression, resisting the

to save lives. I would do my utmost to save anyone, not

you upset?” Cassius asked softly,

Not me,” Chasel fluttered his lashes.

the tears?”

inadvertently at the mirror on the wall.

showed him biting his lip, his eyes red-rimmed, his nose tinged pink – the very picture

chuckled silently, opening the boxes of fried chicken and setting

providing forks and napkins with thoughtful precision.

sorry for all the trouble these past few days,” Cassius said, his voice

looked up into

napkin before sitting down beside him. “But you know, with the whole family here and my father ill, as the eldest son, I have to take care of him, comfort the family, and find time to steady the ship at the company. Chasel, it’s not

surged, and he took a big bite of the chicken

It’s so

“You need to eat

next time, remember to bring ketchup. My favorite’s always

eyeing Cassius’ attire with a pleased curl of his lips. “Oh, you wore it, huh? Looks like you’re quite

it,” Cassius nodded

filling Cassius’ vision. “So, what do

a charming vortex forming in his

knew the guy was a wise-cracker, and pestering him further would only yield answers he didn’t want to hear. So, in a fit of pique, he grabbed a drumstick and too

I truly mean

who owes you one, the wh Ashbourne

of fried chicken, are you?” Chasel said with feigned annoyance, although he was devouring

course not. Name your price,

Chasel seized his jaw, pressing his

past days evaporated in an instant, with Chasel’s domineering kiss tinged with

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