His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 367

“Hey, what’s got you so spaced out?”

Elvis noticed Evadne staring blankly into space and waved a hand in front of her eyes to snap her out of it.

“Elvis.”

Evadne hesitated, her words trailing off as she thought of a woman who bore a striking resemblance to herself.

“What’s wrong, Evadne? You’re usually so straightforward. Why are you stuttering now?” Elvis asked, puzzled.

“It’s nothing, really.”

Just a woman he chanced upon, way back in another country.

Even if she had the slightest suspicion, she couldn’t look into this woman. Her only option was to probe through Edith.

But what was the point?

It was Thaddeus who had declared, in front of her grandfather, that their relationship was over, and there was no turning back.

So what was she hesitating for? What was she mourning?

Evadne gave a silent, bitter smile, draining the lukewarm tea in her cup.

How pathetic she must be, to pine for a man who had forsaken her twice. Shouldn’t she be thankful that she didn’t repeat the same mistake?

Cassius, sitting next to her, took in her mixed emotions but said nothing. Instead, he gently took her chilly hand into his warm one, holding it comfortingly.

“Did you tell Suri and Emeric about Chasel?” Evadne asked softly.

Emeric had taken Myra abroad to alleviate her melancholy, and Suri and Aviana had tagged along. They were staying in separate villas though.

The grand Ashbourne family mansion was rather deserted these days, with only them present.

“We’ve already called Suri.”

Cassius let out a soft smile, “Suri said not to treat him like a guest. Deal with him as necessary, as long as you’re happy, she would even take that she’s never had this nephew.”

Evadne couldn’t help but laugh. She knew that they all doted on her dearly.

“Wow, is this what they call forsaking one’s kin for justice, or disowning one’s family?” Arnold exclaimed, slack–jawed.

Elvis took a cigarette from his black coat pocket and placed it between his lips, a combination of cool and rogue, “Helping others, that’s called forsaking one’s kin for justice. Helping Thaddeus, that douchebag, that’s disowning one’s family.”

Everyone was speechless.

Evadne merely blinked, remaining silent.

“Evadne, there’s something I want to say, but I’m not sure if I should.”

“Then don’t,” Evadne cut him off, already guessing what Elvis was going to say.

It definitely wouldn’t be pleasant.

“Thaddeus now has severe neurological damage due to my actions, affecting his nervous system. We don’t know what’s in store for him, whether it’s intermittent fainting or paralysis, Evadne’s voice was laced with bitterness.

Elvis frowned at her words.

“I don’t want any more dealings with him, but I don’t want to feel like I owe him anything either.

Evadne looked up at Elvis again, her gaze clear yet heart–wrenching, “I’m not trying to save him. I’m trying to redeem myself.”

The atmosphere in the living room grew tense.

Amold, ever the sly fox, suddenly blurted out, “Hey, Cassius, is Chasel really a man?”

Cassius simply replied, “Yes.”

“How does it feel when you hold him?”

Elvis couldn’t resist teasing him, “Oh, I thought you, Arnold, was an upright man, not interested in women. Turns out you have unique tastes. If you have such desires in the future, just say so. Why make me seduce him? Evadne should let Arnold do it, he’d be more than eager!”

heck are you

kick his little brother, “I just haven’t seen a

speechless, startled by his

that curious about other men?”

I’m young! Only old people lose their

and the night

The next day

jetlag,

bleary eyes when he heard persistent knocking at the

he didn’t want to answer it, but the person outside was

You just wouldn’t stop, would

he sprang up from the bed and flung open the

saw the impeccably dressed Cassius standing there,

Chasel’s well–defined chest to his

deep gaze darkened slightly, revealing a hint of

look good, cousin?” With his eyes squinted, Chasèl leaned against the door frame,

and unrestrained. He wouldn’t be shy even if he was

ideal, an alluring man in a suit,

boxer shorts are cute,” Cassius said,

did you sleep well?” Cassius asked, a soft smile playing on

bed though,” Chasel replied, his words brimming with frustration from being kidnapped. “May I come in?”

pressed his lip and stepped aside to let him

throwing his legs on the coffee table. His dark eyes focused on Cassius,

then that he noticed a first aid kit

to one knee, grabbing hold

Chasel’s cheeks, and he recoiled slightly, “W–what are you

on your ankle that hasn’t been

waiting for a response, began to disinfect the wound

cold sting was oddly comforting, and Chasel squinted his

himself, and knowing the injury was minor, he was unused to this

abroad, far from family, he hadn’t made

tending to him, his heart fluttered, leaving him feeling

room was quiet, filled with

though the injury isn’t serious,

skin as delicate as yours, like my little sister’s. I want it to stay perfect, so it’s best not to leave a

closer to him, “Ever heard the saying

clear, bright

were close, so close it seemed like their

beat as he locked eyes with Chasel, “What are you trying

to me on Evadne’s orders, or do you really care about

not as feminine as his

right that I

president, always choosing your words

turned away, “You can leave now. And I’m booking a flight

his eyes

“What do you think?”

I do to make it up to

Elvis come and apologize to

fuming over the fact that he, a renowned playboy, had been bagged and transported

if we try something

want

left. I don’t know where he is,” Cassius looked at him, still smiling, “Let’s

anything.”

face, “Cassius, be careful with your words. It would be embarrassing if you

I’ll see if I can do.” Cassius asked, his voice serious.

you do that?” Chasel asked, leaning against his hand as he

do you mean?”

his hand

hard, unable to avert his

an opportunity. But this time, he felt as though he was

Knock, knock, knock.

Dr. Bright awake? I’ve made lunch,” Evadne’s sweet

“Uh–huh.”

down at Chasel, “You must be starving. Evadne is an excellent cook, and she doesn’t make meals for just anyone. Would you like

refuse, but his stomach