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 man he

his future father-in-law, and the pressure

across his desk, his lips puckering

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

tumble for Cassius, tasting the bitterness of unrequited affection for the first

his eyes shimmering with resentment. “This is the last time. I

Knock, knock, knock-

of knocking interrupted his brooding.

tissue, blew his nose,

A gentle smile on

“Chasel.”

a beat, his fingers

in his

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

mouth watered at the thought, and despite his best

pride, barely giving Cassius a warm look, sitting down with a cold expression, resisting the urge to gaze

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

Cassius asked softly, ignoring

Chasel

why the tears?”

and he glanced inadvertently at

reflection showed him biting his lip, his eyes red-rimmed, his nose tinged

the boxes of fried chicken and setting them before

care, providing forks and napkins

the trouble these past few days,” Cassius said,

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

big bite of the

It’s so

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

next time, remember to bring ketchup. My favorite’s

attire with a pleased curl of his lips. “Oh, you wore it, huh? Looks

it,” Cassius nodded

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

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

a wise-cracker, and pestering him further would only yield answers he didn’t want to hear. So, in a fit of pique, he

I truly mean it this

who owes you one, the

a bucket of fried chicken, are you?” Chasel said with feigned annoyance, although he

price, anything you want,” Cassius

seized his jaw, pressing his

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

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