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!

was his first impression in front of his future father-in-law, and the pressure was crushing.

across his desk, 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, doting on his father but scarcely offering Chasel a word of comfort.

taken a tumble

with a slap, his eyes shimmering with resentment. “This is

Knock, knock, knock-

sound of knocking interrupted

with a tissue, blew his nose,

Cassius’ striking visage greeted him. A gentle smile on his lips, his obsidian

“Chasel.”

fingers tightening around the door frame.

tenderness in his voice, Chasel’s composure wavered.

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

and despite his best efforts, he let Cassius

down with a cold expression,

save anyone,

upset?” Cassius asked softly, ignoring Chasel’s coldness.

Chasel fluttered

why the

glanced inadvertently at the mirror on the wall.

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

opening the boxes of fried chicken and setting

providing forks and napkins with thoughtful precision.

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

he looked up into Cassius’

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 ship at the company. Chasel, it’s

he took a big bite

It’s

as he watched him eat. “You need to eat

remember to bring ketchup. My favorite’s always plain chicken dipped in

Cassius’ attire with a pleased curl of his lips. “Oh, you

it,” Cassius

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

vortex forming in his gaze,

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

Cassius. I truly mean it

who owes you one, the

fried chicken, are you?” Chasel said with feigned annoyance, although he was devouring the

not. Name your price, anything you

pressing his fiery lips against Cassius’ cool ones in a bold

domineering kiss tinged with resentment, clearly not willing to let this stubborn man

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