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.

all, this was the father of the man he adored!

future father-in-law, and the pressure was crushing. Who

these thoughts weighing on him, Chasel sprawled across his desk, his lips puckering in

sleep-deprived nights of standing until his legs. cramped up, both

renowned for his conquests, now Chasel had taken a tumble for Cassius, tasting the bitterness of unrequited affection for the

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

Knock, knock, knock-

of knocking interrupted his brooding.

his eyes with a tissue, blew his nose, and walked to

him. A gentle smile on his lips, his

“Chasel.”

a beat, his fingers

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 sure

and despite his best efforts, he let Cassius in.

Cassius a warm look, sitting down with a cold expression, resisting the urge to gaze at him

save lives. I would do my utmost to save anyone, not just Mr. Emeric. President Ashbourne, you don’t need to be so

asked softly, ignoring Chasel’s coldness.

Chasel fluttered his lashes.

the

raced, and he glanced inadvertently at the mirror on the wall.

his nose tinged pink – the very picture of a

opening the boxes of fried chicken and setting

providing forks and napkins with

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

clenched, and he looked up into Cassius’ deep eyes.

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,

big bite of the chicken

apologize? It’s so weird.”

smile deepened as he watched him eat. “You need to eat more; you’ve

time, remember to bring ketchup. My

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

like it,” Cassius

face filling Cassius’ vision. “So, what do you like more, that suit, or me?”

his gaze, drawing Chasel

only yield answers he didn’t want to hear. So, in a fit of pique, he grabbed a drumstick and too ferocious

truly mean

heartfelt gratitude. “It’s not just me who owes you one, the

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

price, anything you want,” Cassius replied.

jaw, pressing his fiery lips against Cassius’ cool ones in a bold

kiss tinged with resentment, clearly not willing to let this stubborn man off

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