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

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

on him, Chasel sprawled across his

had hung in the balance, and Chasel 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 was Cassius,

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

you!” Chasel 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

Knock, knock, knock-

sound of knocking interrupted his brooding.

eyes with a tissue, blew his nose,

striking visage greeted him. A gentle smile on his lips, his obsidian eyes glittered with a starry sheen.

“Chasel.”

beat, his fingers tightening around the door

his voice, Chasel’s composure wavered.

running ragged these past few days, 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 wasn’t sure what flavor you’d like, so I got a

the thought, and despite his best

a warm look, sitting down

save anyone, not just Mr. Emeric. President Ashbourne, you don’t

Cassius asked softly, ignoring Chasel’s

Not me,” Chasel

why the tears?”

he glanced inadvertently at the mirror on

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

the boxes of fried chicken and setting them before

providing forks and napkins with

these past few days,” Cassius said, his voice

heart clenched, and he looked up into Cassius’

ill, as the eldest son, I have to take

a big bite of the chicken to hide his feelings.

apologize? It’s so weird.”

“You need to eat more; you’ve lost weight.”

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

of his lips. “Oh, you wore it,

like it,” Cassius nodded seriously.

Cassius’ vision. “So, what

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

was 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

I truly mean it

“It’s not just me who owes you one,

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

not. Name your price, anything

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

weariness of the past days evaporated in an instant, with Chasel’s domineering kiss

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