His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 164

The gig kicked off.

Christina, the lady pianist, elegantly clad in a deep blue velvet dress, slowly strolled onto the stage. She sat in front of a pitch–black piano, all set to serenade the audience with her claim–to–fame tune, Whispers of Etemity.

The crowd was completely captivated by the enchanting melody, leaving the venue in utter silence.

Even though the piano music was quite a treat, Evadne’s gaze was fixed on Christina’s deep blue dress.

This one–of–a–kind custom–made piece was designed by the internationally acclaimed designer Haron, who was none other than Evadne herself.

Only the celebrities of international fame and stardom were worthy of Haron’s creations.

Thaddeus struggled to focus on the performance, his hands clenched and slightly shaking.

His anger was simmering as he stared at Evadne’s beautiful face.

Occasionally, Avery would have a quiet word with Evadne. She’d nod slightly, her eyes twinkling with amusement, seemingly interested in what he had to say.

Thaddeus was growing paler, his clenched hands revealing popping veins, his gaze fixed on her.

Did she and that guy really have so much to chat about?

They had been married for three years, living together every day. How come she had never had so much to talk to him about?

“Man, why’s it suddenly so chilly?” Jareth complained, shrinking his neck.

After a few more tunes, Christina brought her star pupil, Edith, onto the stage.

Edith, a beautiful young girl with chestnut curls that cascaded down to her waist, was dressed in a gorgeous green chiffon dress adorned with flowers, enhancing her stunning beauty even more.

“Edith, look here! It’s your big brother!” Jareth, spotting his sister on stage, waved excitedly.

Thaddeus was expressionless, wishing he could boot him off the stage.

But Edith on stage didn’t notice her brother’s support. She bowed confidently to the audience.

Then, she sat at the piano and began playing Mozart’s Turkish March.

on stage,

on her knee, her

injured little finger seemed

when you were little,” Avery, watching Evadne’s fingers dance, said in

now,” Evadne

trembling fingers retracted and clenched tightly,

hand, dragging an injured Thaddeus back to the camp. Her little

countless rehab sessions and buckets of sweat had barely brought

Evadne never regretted saving

had

saved was not

scars were not a shadow she couldn’t erase, but her

Christina and her student

me

Avery, is there something you

big fan of Ms. Christina, so I wanted to get her an

quite proud. It might be

warmly, “That’s okay. As long as I get a chance to meet her and present my sincere request, she

carrying a large bouquet as he led

coming down the other end of the corridor

corridor suddenly felt

atmosphere instantly tensed

somewhat surprised. Her eyes met

Ms. Evadne. I had

shrugged it off with a laugh, “There’s no law in our country that says we have to avoid our exes, right? Plus, I hope you can get that

at her, deeply

face had

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voice was too clear, he

the concert, he was holding back, his heart

he couldn’t hold back any longer. He wanted to confront her about how far she and Avery had gone. But why should it matter to him? He could even imagine how

They were divorced.

his nerves, and his thoughts,

the dressing room door

voice broke

react, a figure rushed forward,

her face rubbing against his chest, “Thaddeus, did you come especially to watch