His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

hapter 166

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!”

words

“Who?”

now.” Thaddeus’s voice was hoarse, like a broken

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

The next one?

so red they seemed to bleed, and his heart was beating so heavily, as if it

you’re soaked and want to drink because Mrs. Abernathy has a boyfriend?” Alva

Thaddeus shook his

that originally belonged to 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,

firm, “Mr. Thaddeus, even if the result is not as expected in the end,

Clarify his feelings?

head, denying something deep in

denied it,

the Royal Symphony Orchestra. But she gave up the

an economic center, not a cultural one. It was filled with the smell of money. The artistic atmosphere was not as strong as in Aetheria. Returning

plans unknown

from Jareth that Thaddeus had completely broken up with Acacia and would

to Elmsworth, and

nothing to do today, Edith invited

she was incredibly beautiful. So she looked

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Glynnis, for one reason only. She was

only people from such families were

so pretty today! And you’ve brought gifts,

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

was full of compliments, also with her own

she could get along with Edith, wouldn’t she have a reason

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. Jareth. They’re not very expensive, I hope you don’t

with a smile, “Is there a gift for my brother

your brother wouldn’t like it, and he might not

mention

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

so much, Edith! I really appreciate this.” Gleeful,

it to find a platinum tie clip adorned

royal–European–style spiral staircase. He was dressed in a tailored purple suit and a black silk shirt with

dream man, her mouth slightly agape in shy admiration, almost

Edith called