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.

the father of the man

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

across his desk, his lips

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

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

his eyes shimmering with resentment. “This is the last time. I swear it’s the last time I help you! Next time, even if you beg, I won’t.”

Knock, knock, knock-

knocking interrupted his

Chasel dabbed his eyes with a tissue, blew his nose,

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

“Chasel.”

a beat, his fingers tightening around

tenderness in his voice, Chasel’s composure

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,

and despite his best

down with a cold expression, resisting the urge to gaze at him again.

a doctor, it’s my duty to save lives. I would do my utmost to save anyone,

upset?” Cassius asked softly, ignoring Chasel’s

upset? Not me,” Chasel fluttered his

why the

and he glanced inadvertently at the mirror on the wall.

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

chuckled silently, opening the boxes of fried chicken and

forks and napkins with thoughtful precision.

past few days,” Cassius said, his voice husky

heart clenched, and he looked

I have to take care of him, comfort the family, and find time to steady the ship at the company. Chasel, it’s

and he took a big bite of the chicken to hide

apologize? It’s

smile deepened as he watched him eat. “You need to eat

to bring ketchup. My favorite’s always plain chicken

lips. “Oh,

it,” Cassius nodded seriously.

vision. “So, what do you like more, that

charming vortex forming in his gaze,

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 and too ferocious bite.

I truly mean

gratitude. “It’s not just me who owes

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

price, anything you want,” Cassius replied.

pressing his fiery lips

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

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255