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 of the man he adored!

of his future father-in-law, and the

sprawled across his desk, his

and nail to bring him back from the brink of death. Three sleep-deprived nights of standing until his legs. cramped up, both hungry and exhausted. And there was Cassius, doting on his father but scarcely offering Chasel a word

his conquests, now Chasel had taken a tumble for

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!

Knock, knock, knock-

sound of knocking interrupted his brooding.

Chasel dabbed his eyes with a tissue, blew

opened it, Cassius’ striking visage greeted him. A gentle smile on his lips, his obsidian eyes glittered with

“Chasel.”

heart skipped a beat, his fingers tightening around the

tenderness in his

remember you told me once that you avoid carbs, but when you’re really stressed and worn out, you treat yourself to fried chicken.

despite his best efforts,

a warm look, sitting down with

duty to save lives. I would do my utmost to save anyone, not just Mr. Emeric. President Ashbourne, you

Cassius asked softly, ignoring Chasel’s coldness.

Chasel fluttered

why the tears?”

and he glanced inadvertently at the

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

of fried chicken and setting them before

with care, providing forks and napkins with thoughtful precision.

the trouble these past few

he looked up into Cassius’ deep eyes.

the eldest son, I have

and he took a big bite of the

apologize? It’s

smile deepened as he watched him eat. “You need to eat

decent. But next time, remember to bring ketchup.

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

it,” Cassius nodded

“So, what do

vortex forming in his gaze,

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

mean

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

not seriously thinking of 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.

not. Name your price,

Cassius finished speaking than Chasel seized his jaw, pressing

the weariness of the past days evaporated in an instant, with Chasel’s domineering kiss tinged with resentment, clearly not willing

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