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.

was the father of the

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

Chasel sprawled across his desk, his lips puckering in frustration.

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

charmer, renowned for his conquests, now Chasel had taken a tumble for Cassius, tasting the

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 his brooding.

a tissue, blew his nose, and walked

Cassius’ striking visage greeted him. A gentle smile on his lips, his

“Chasel.”

skipped a beat, his fingers tightening

in his

carbs, but when you’re really stressed and worn

and despite his best

his pride, barely giving Cassius a warm look, sitting down

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

asked softly, ignoring Chasel’s coldness.

upset? Not me,” Chasel fluttered his lashes.

the tears?”

heart raced, and he glanced inadvertently

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

of fried chicken and setting them before

with care, providing forks and napkins with thoughtful precision.

these past few days,” Cassius

clenched, and he looked

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 at the company. Chasel,

he took a big bite of the chicken to hide

apologize? It’s so

smile deepened as he watched him eat. “You

the flavor’s decent. But next time, remember to bring

Cassius’ attire with a pleased curl of his lips.

it,” Cassius

closer, his handsome face filling Cassius’ vision. “So,

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

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

Cassius. I truly mean it this

expressed his heartfelt gratitude. “It’s not just me who owes you

fobbing me off with just a bucket of fried chicken, are

Name your price, anything you want,”

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

Chasel’s domineering kiss tinged with resentment, clearly not willing to let this stubborn

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