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.”

racing heart, “Let’s just pretend I got bitten

froze at her words, and when she finally snapped back to reality, Thaddeus was already

to tell me the truth, are you

“I’m over him.”

instantly, returning Camille’s hug with a dry voice, “I’ve already divorced him. If 1 can’t

person.”

truly treated herself well because of Thaddeus. She wouldn’t love anyone else after

people don’t fall in love, they cook roast

for barbecue tonight and have

story is nothing but a pile of

Camille a playful smile, “But what about you? Have you met any handsome

for that, all I do is make

they’re useless otherwise. Those models and actors I liked before showed their true colors after a few

like we’re both sucker magnets. But don’t worry, Camille. Whatever bitter experiences I’ve had, I won’t let you go through them again. If you want a boyfriend, I can introduce you to a

how do you have

resource since

out their profiles for you to look at, and

but laugh, “People might

brothers are much better

He’s not only more handsome than a gigolo, but he’s also charming and articulate. He’s definitely your type.”

“He’s a prosecutor.”

Camille was stunned.

a dreamy look in his eyes, as if he hadn’t fully extricated himself from his passionate kiss with Evadne. “Mr.

saw Thaddeus emerge, he hurriedly

like bright pearls in the setting sun. His cheeks were

dry and he blushed at

Thaddeus‘ radiant expression, could it be he had done

Thaddeus, your

by Evadne.” Thaddeus raised his hand to

Abernathy hit you?” Gordon’s

thought back to Evadne in his arms, her kisses almost melting him, his heart pounding. His

she cares about me. She has me in

days left

all her efforts

absolutely not design her a dress

how much you’re willing to pay or how generous the conditions, she won’t design

widened in shock,

don’t ask for the specific

stuttering and

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

of Mr. Frederic, was