His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

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The moon was as cold as ice, with no trace of stars in the sky.

The Maybach came to a halt at Windermere Estate, and Thaddeus stepped out alone, telling the driver, “You can head back. I’ll go in by myself. You don’t

need to follow me.”

“But Mr. Thaddeus, there was thunder rumbling in the sky just now. Looks like it’s gonna rain,” said Gordon with concern. “There’s a bit of a distance from the gate to the villa. I should take you there.”

“No need,” Thaddeus replied indifferently.

His eyes were filled with melancholy, his fingers slightly adjusting his Windsor knot, “I’m feeling a bit suffocated and want to take a walk alone. Go ahead.” “Understood, Mr. Thaddeus, Gordon replied obediently.

He watched Thaddeus anxiously through the car window, like a loyal dog, until the car disappeared into the night.

Thaddeus let out a deep sigh and turned toward the mansion.

However, as soon as he started walking, the rain began to fall.

By the time Thaddeus entered the villa, he was completely soaked by the rain.

The harsh autumn wind and rain lashed at him, the cold rain hitting his face emphasized the pain in his heart.

“Oh my God! Mr. Thaddeus! How did you get so wet? Where’s the driver? Where’s Mr. Gordon?” Alva ran over to him in panic.

His face was pale, his wet hair covering his eyes that were twinkling like stars. His lips were trembling slightly, water dripping from his arms.

He looked like a beautiful sea god who had just emerged from the deep ocean.

“Alva.” His voice was husky because of the lump in his throat, “Is there any wine? I need a drink.”

“You’re soaked and you still want to drink? Have you lost your mind? I’ll go make you some soup. Go upstairs, change your clothes and take a hot bath. Hurry up!”

Alva said sympathetically, turning to leave, but Thaddeus stopped her.

“I just want to drink. Let me.”

“Mr. Thaddeus, what’s wrong?” Alva sensed something was off.

Thaddeus couldn’t hold back anymore, his eyes turning red, “I ran into Evadne tonight.”

“Mrs. Abernathy! You ran into Mrs. Abernathy!”

initially delighted, but his next words wrinkled her forehead, “She’s with

“Who?”

boyfriend now.” Thaddeus’s voice

excellent and kind–hearted, and her family is wealthy. Even after the divorce, there are many men chasing after her. There’s

The next one?

to bleed, and his heart was beating so heavily, as

Mrs. Abernathy has a boyfriend?” Alva

don’t know.” Thaddeus

you is given to someone else by Mrs. Abernathy, I advise you to adjust your mood as soon as possible and let go. However, if you just purely want Mrs. Abernathy, even if you are separated

her warm hands on Thaddeus’s wet shoulders, her eyes firm, “Mr. Thaddeus, even if the result is not as expected in the end, at least you have tried, and there will be no regrets. Besides, Mrs. Abernathy is worth

Clarify his feelings?

his head, denying something deep

denied it,

Royal Symphony Orchestra. But she gave up the opportunity and chose to

cultural one. It was filled with the smell of money. The artistic atmosphere was not as strong

she had plans unknown to

Thaddeus had completely broken up with Acacia and

to Elmsworth, and prepared to start her pursuit

Edith invited Glynnis to

beautiful. So

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for one reason only. She was the

thought only people from such families were worthy

pretty today! And you’ve brought gifts,

Glynnis at the door with a wide smile, both of them holding hands like best

compliments, also with her own

sister was well–known. If she could get along with Edith, wouldn’t

opportunity to win over Mrs. Jareth again. Having Edith speak highly of her to

corner!

She was so smart!

days ago. There are some for you and some for Mrs.

with

wouldn’t like it, and he

a mention of him and your face turns as red

playing on her lips, rea**ured her, “Don’t worry, if I give

appreciate this.” Gleeful, Glynnis quickly took out the gift

opened it to find a platinum tie

a tailored purple suit and a black silk shirt with a rose pattern, looking extremely

mouth slightly agape in shy admiration, almost

called out