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.

this was the father of the man he adored!

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

Chasel sprawled across his

had fought tooth 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

conquests, now Chasel had taken a tumble

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-

sound of knocking interrupted his brooding.

his eyes with a tissue, blew his nose,

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

“Chasel.”

a beat, his fingers tightening around the door

such tenderness in his voice, Chasel’s composure wavered.

huh? You 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

the thought, and despite his best efforts, he let

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

I would do my utmost to save anyone, not just Mr.

asked

upset? Not me,” Chasel fluttered his

the

and he glanced inadvertently at the

reflection showed him biting his lip, his eyes red-rimmed, his nose tinged pink – the very picture

chuckled silently, opening the boxes of fried chicken and setting them

care, providing forks and napkins with thoughtful precision.

these past few days,” Cassius said, his voice husky with

heart clenched, and he looked up into

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

emotions surged, and he took a big bite of the chicken to hide his

It’s so

eat. “You need

the flavor’s decent. But next time, remember to bring ketchup. My favorite’s always plain chicken

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

it,” Cassius nodded

vision. “So,

his lashes, a charming vortex forming in his gaze, drawing Chasel

he didn’t want to

mean it this time.’

gratitude. “It’s not just me who owes you one, the wh Ashbourne family

thinking of fobbing me off with just a bucket of fried chicken, are you?” Chasel said with feigned annoyance,

course not. Name your price,

pressing his

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

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