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

in front of his future father-in-law, and the

sprawled across

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

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

with resentment. “This is the last

Knock, knock, knock-

of knocking interrupted his

with a tissue, blew his nose, and walked to the door.

gentle smile on his lips, his obsidian eyes glittered with a

“Chasel.”

heart skipped a beat, his fingers tightening around the door

his voice, Chasel’s composure

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.

mouth watered at the thought, and despite his best efforts, he let Cassius

he kept his pride, barely giving Cassius a warm look, sitting down with a cold expression, resisting the urge to gaze at him again.

my utmost to save anyone, not just Mr. Emeric. President Ashbourne, you

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

upset? Not me,” Chasel fluttered his lashes.

the

glanced inadvertently at the mirror on the

nose tinged pink – the very picture of a

chuckled silently, opening the boxes of fried chicken and

care, providing forks and

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

looked up into

before sitting down beside him. “But you know, with the whole family here and my father ill, as the eldest son, I have to

took a big bite of the

It’s so

as he watched him eat. “You need to eat

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

curl of his lips. “Oh, you wore it, huh? Looks like you’re quite fond of

it,” Cassius nodded

filling Cassius’ vision. “So, what

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

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

Cassius. I truly mean it

me who owes

chicken, are you?”

not. Name your price, anything you

his jaw, pressing his fiery lips

in an instant, with Chasel’s domineering kiss tinged with resentment, clearly not

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