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.

father

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

him, Chasel sprawled across his desk,

Chasel had fought tooth and nail to bring him back from the brink of death. Three sleep-deprived nights of standing until his legs. cramped up,

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

eyes shimmering with resentment. “This is the last time. I swear it’s the last time I help you! Next time, even if you beg, I won’t.”

Knock, knock, knock-

of knocking interrupted

dabbed his eyes with a tissue, blew his nose,

him. A gentle smile on his lips, his obsidian eyes glittered with

“Chasel.”

beat, his fingers tightening around the

tenderness in his voice,

You haven’t eaten yet, have you?” Cassius lifted the bag 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 wasn’t sure what flavor you’d like, so I got a few different

and despite his best

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

utmost to save anyone, not just

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

Not me,” Chasel fluttered his

why the

heart raced, and he glanced inadvertently at the mirror on

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

of fried chicken and setting

and napkins with

the trouble these past few days,” Cassius said, his voice husky with

heart clenched, and he looked

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 easy for me

surged, and he took a big bite

apologize? It’s so weird.”

he watched him eat. “You need to

time, remember to bring ketchup. My favorite’s always plain chicken dipped in

of his lips. “Oh,

it,” Cassius nodded seriously.

closer, his handsome face filling Cassius’ vision. “So, what do you like more, that suit, or

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

he didn’t want to hear. So, in a

mean it this time.’

just me who owes you one, the wh

chicken, are you?” Chasel said with feigned annoyance, although he

course not. Name your price, anything you want,” Cassius

his jaw, pressing his fiery lips against Cassius’

kiss tinged

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