His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 278

The golden hues of the setting sun filtered through the clear windows, casting a gentle glow on their overlapping shadows. It was an enchanting sight, as tender and intoxicating as their passionate kiss.

Evadne’s cheeks flushed a rosy hue under the man’s fervent kisses, a tingling sensation spreading to every nerve in her body.

At first, she had the strength to hammer her fists against his broad chest and shoulders, but slowly, her strength waned. Overwhelmed by Thaddeus‘ dominant masculinity, she found herself breathless and her legs weak, involuntarily stepping backward.

Crash!

Her petite body was pushed onto the table by Thaddeus, causing a mess of scattered items on the floor.

“Mmm.”

A low moan escaped from her intertwined lips, sounding both like a protest and a plea. Thaddeus eyes turned a darker shade, his ears flushing a shade of red as if they were about to bleed. He was consumed by a burning sensation that spread across his body, as if he was about to be ignited by a flame named Evadne. Thaddeus vowed that he had only ever kissed one woman like this in his life, and that was Evadne.

He also silently swore that he would never touch another woman like this again in his life.

“Master!”

The door to the studio was abruptly pushed open, and an oblivious Camille barged in, her eyes wide with shock at the sight of Evadne and Thaddeus locked in a passionate embrace.

“What the hell are you doing, Thaddeus? Let go of my master!”

Evadne pushed Thaddeus away abruptly, her almond–shaped eyes wide open as if she were waking from a dream. She swiftly slapped him across the face. Thwack!.

The sound echoed throughout the room, leaving Thaddeus‘ left cheek swollen and Camille dumbfounded.

Despite the burning sensation on his cheek, a smirk formed on his face, painting an eerily pleased expression on his face.

“Thaddeus. Get out. Now! I don’t want to see you!”

Evadne’s face was flushed from the kiss, her eyes watery and her lips stained with a blush of embarrassment. Thaddeus‘ smirk deepened when he saw this.

“Fine, I’ll leave. But I’ll be back once you’re done with your work.”

Evadne was taken aback. What on earth was he talking about? Who said she wanted to see him?

Thaddeus gave her a lingering look before reluctantly heading towards the door.

As he brushed past Camille, he left in his wake a lingering scent of cool pine.

“Master! Are you okay?”

Camille rushed to Evadne, her eyes filled with anger and tears.

“I’m fine.”

as she held her racing heart, “Let’s just pretend I got bitten by a

froze at her words, and when she finally snapped

have to tell me the truth, are you still not over

“I’m over him.”

Camille’s hug with a dry voice, “I’ve already divorced him.

person.”

thirteen years, she had never truly treated herself well because of Thaddeus. She wouldn’t love anyone else after leaving him, and she wouldn’t repeat the

don’t fall in love,

back, her voice filled with a playful cheer, “Master, let’s go out for barbecue tonight and have a good drink! I want to hear

story is nothing but a pile of bad debts

a playful smile, “But what about

all I do

their true colors

experiences I’ve had, I won’t

do

had this resource since I was

are all single. I’ll print out their profiles for

couldn’t help but laugh, “People might think we were

better

handsome than a gigolo, but

“He’s a prosecutor.”

Camille was stunned.

had a dreamy look in his eyes, as if he hadn’t fully extricated himself from his

was outside, shivering in the cold. When he saw

under his arched brows, his eyes twinkling like bright pearls in the setting

and he blushed

Thaddeus‘ radiant expression, could it be he had

Thaddeus, your face?”

smacked by Evadne.” Thaddeus raised his hand to touch his face, his eyes twinkling with

Why did Mrs. Abernathy hit you?” Gordon’s face

to Evadne in his arms, her kisses almost melting him, his heart pounding. His lips curved

cares about me. She has me in her

were only three days left until the

all her efforts and

not design her a dress

how much you’re willing to pay or how generous the conditions, she won’t design a dress for you.” Glynnis relayed the news to

eyes widened

ask for the specific

stuttering and tell

she won’t design clothes for women with a tainted reputation. It’ll ruin her brand

the wife of Mr. Frederic, was