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.

the father of the man he

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

sprawled across his desk, his lips puckering in

from the brink of death. Three sleep-deprived nights of standing until his

had taken a tumble for Cassius, tasting the bitterness of unrequited affection for the first

fumed, nearly shattering the glass atop his desk with a slap, his eyes shimmering with resentment. “This is the last time. I swear it’s the last time I help you! Next time, even if you

Knock, knock, knock-

of knocking interrupted

blew his nose, and walked

smile on his lips, his obsidian eyes

“Chasel.”

fingers tightening around the

tenderness in his voice, Chasel’s composure

he was holding, shaking it slightly. “I remember you told me once that you avoid carbs, but when you’re really stressed and worn out, you treat yourself to fried chicken. So here it is. I

and despite his

sitting down

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

you upset?” Cassius asked softly, ignoring Chasel’s coldness.

Chasel fluttered his

the

he glanced inadvertently

biting his lip, his eyes red-rimmed, his nose tinged pink – the very picture of a

silently, opening the boxes of fried chicken

forks and napkins with thoughtful

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

looked up into

with a 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

and he took a big bite

It’s so weird.”

“You need to

remember to bring ketchup. My favorite’s always plain

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

it,” Cassius nodded seriously.

face filling Cassius’ vision. “So, what do you like more, that

forming in his gaze, drawing Chasel in helplessly. “Is there a

pestering him further would only yield answers he didn’t want

mean

not just me who owes you one, the wh Ashbourne

fobbing me off with just a bucket of fried chicken, are you?” Chasel said with feigned annoyance, although he was devouring the chicken quite earnestly.

course not. Name your price, anything you

speaking than Chasel seized his jaw, pressing his fiery lips against Cassius’ cool ones

with Chasel’s domineering kiss tinged with resentment, clearly not willing

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