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.

his spine, the pain on his face momentarily forgotten under the

for Chasel. I don’t care what he is 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

Evadne! I’m so here for this!”

up to this jerk now, she’d be serving up a plate

brimmed with

ironic,

of the Ashbourne residence, filling his cold

about the Bright family’s ridiculous rules. This is my home, and Suri is my family. You dare to humiliate her like this? Do you think we’re all dead? I should have hit you harder. If you keep up your act, next time I see

was

his heart swelling with pride yet concerned that her hand might

industry elite, had never suffered such an

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

“As you say, it was Suri who sought the medicine for Evadne. The

as the bottom of a pan, stormed off

the winter moon, her voice icy, “You say I owe the Bright family? Fine, then take my womb. It’s useless to me. I don’t want children. You want it,

“Lunatic!”

retreat. Chasel took one

and his hands, which

back, pain tugged

Warner couldn’t help it anymore. He spat hard on the ground

Evadne was

of his lips

him with hatred, and his teeth were about to break. “When I

Silverlake Harbor, the atmosphere seemed to lose some

when his own wife is

with pain. “He gets himself enemies, and he expects who to deal with them if not himself?”

her, “Evadne, don’t be hard on

fell silent.

better than going to work like a

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