His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 642

Chapter 642

Warner froze in his tracks, that all–too–familiar look of impatience creeping back onto his face.

Evadne let go of Thaddeus‘ hand and marched up to Warner with the speed of a tempest.

The next second, her slender arm swung through the air, her fiery blue eyes blazing with fury as she slapped the privileged man across the face–not once, but twice!

The sound resonated, leaving the onlookers, including Thaddeus, in shock.

Warner himself was stunned beyond belief, and it wasn’t until the sting on his cheek flared up and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth that he fully grasped what had happened.

He had been slapped!

“Evadne!” Warner covered his face with his hands, his voice shaking with rage as he struggled to hold back his fury.

Thaddeus strode over with long, determined steps, wrapping his protective arms around Evadne, his gaze upon Warner dark and foreboding.

the pain on his face momentarily forgotten

to you, but to me, he’s my brother, my friend! You hit him, you hit me. And if you think you can strut around the Ashbourne estate and walk out like nothing happened, those two slaps are just a

Evadne! I’m so here for this!” Aviana almost cheered

this jerk now, she’d be serving up a plate of Lionel’s

Chasel’s eyes brimmed

ironic, really.

the Brights, he found within the walls of the Ashbourne residence, filling his cold heart with a solace he had

Suri had to endure. “I don’t care about the Bright family’s ridiculous rules. This is my home, and Suri is my family. You dare

defiance was

watched her, his heart swelling with pride yet

elite, had never suffered such

voice shaking, “You’ve benefited from the Bright family’s generosity, and you dare raise your hand against me? You’re ungrateful! The Ashbourne family, all of you, bullies, not a single good one

barely moving. “As you say, it was Suri who sought the medicine for Evadne. The debt of gratitude is owed to Suri, and by extension, York.

dark as the bottom of a pan,

Bright family? Fine, then take my womb. It’s useless to me. I don’t

“Lunatic!”

hasty retreat. Chasel took one last deep look at Evadne, no longer looking back, and walked out

and his hands, which were holding the blue veins on the railing, tightened.

at Chasel’s back, pain tugged at

He spat hard on the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood

could be seen that Evadne was really ruthless when

eyes, and the corners of his lips couldn’t

about to break. “When I get home and see Grandpa and

the atmosphere seemed to

when his own wife

“He gets himself enemies, and he

tried to soothe her, “Evadne, don’t be hard on your

fell silent.

sounded better than going to work like a common

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