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.

all, this was the father

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

weighing on him, Chasel sprawled across his desk, his lips puckering in

of death. Three sleep-deprived nights of standing until his legs. cramped up, both hungry and exhausted. And there was Cassius, doting

for his conquests, now Chasel had taken a tumble for Cassius, tasting the

the glass atop his desk with a slap, his eyes shimmering with resentment. “This is the last time. I swear it’s the last time I help you! Next time,

Knock, knock, knock-

of knocking interrupted his brooding.

his eyes with a tissue, blew his nose,

A gentle smile on his lips, his obsidian eyes glittered with a starry sheen.

“Chasel.”

heart skipped a beat, his fingers tightening around

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

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

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

Cassius a warm look, sitting down with a cold expression, resisting

a 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

Cassius asked softly, ignoring Chasel’s

Chasel fluttered

why the tears?”

he glanced inadvertently

nose tinged pink – the very picture of a wronged spouse!

the boxes of fried chicken and setting

providing forks and napkins with thoughtful precision.

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

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 the

a big bite of the chicken

apologize? It’s so weird.”

deepened as he watched him eat. “You

bring ketchup. My favorite’s always plain chicken dipped

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

Cassius nodded seriously.

leaned closer, his handsome face filling Cassius’ vision. “So, what do

his gaze, drawing Chasel in

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

mean it this time.’

gratitude. “It’s not just me who owes you one,

not seriously thinking of fobbing me off with just a bucket of fried chicken, are

your price, anything

Chasel seized his jaw, pressing his fiery lips against

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

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