His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 488

Still waiting?! The news struck Cassius like a thunderbolt!

Last night, the rain had poured down until the small hours before taking a reluctant pause, only to start anew come morning. The forecast ominously predicted a hurricane by nightfall.

Thaddeus, standing out there without a bite to eat or a drop to drink – did he have a death wish?!

“Thaddeus’s been outside the whole time? Even last night? What do you mean?!”

Evadne’s eyes were wide as saucers, her hands gripping Arnold’s shoulders, shaking him with a desperation, “Spill it! What the heck is going on?! Y’all saw Thaddeus, didn’t you? And you kept me out of the loop?!”

“Stop shaking me, Evadne! I’m gonna hurl!” Arnold’s head was spinning, his vision blurring.

“Evadne! Cut it out!”

Cassius intervened, prying her hands away and pulling her into an embrace, “Whatever Thaddeus wants to do, it’s his call. If he wants to stand out there, let him be. He can’t stand there forever. He’s gotta leave sometime.”

His words cut deep with a dual meaning.

“Even if he turns to stone standing out there, it’s his own darn fault!”

Arnold, thinking of the hardships Evadne had endured, couldn’t suppress his anger, “Sis, he’s just playing martyr, thinking he can charm his way back into our good graces! No chance! Even if lightning strikes him into a charred flower, I won’t forgive him!”

“This is between him and me! What’s it got to do with you?!”

Evadne’s eyes reddened with fury as she struggled to break free from her brother’s hold, “Did you see him yesterday? Did Emeric see him too? Did you all gang up on him?!”

“Sis, just calm down,” Cassius held her tighter, patting her trembling back.

“Evadne, what are you saying? We are bullying him? We were standing up for you, venting your anger!”

“I don’t need it!”

Evadne’s eyes brimmed with angry tears, her breath uneven with rage, “Why are you meddling? Is this for my sake? You’re just pressing down on Thaddeus to ease your own guilt!”

Those words struck Cassius and Arnold like a stab in the heart. Seizing the moment when Cassius was distracted, Évadne broke free and dashed toward the gates of Silverlake Harbor.

Casting aside her pesky sandals, Evadne ran barefoot down the ornate, endless corridor.

She hadn’t yet seen the man she loved, but her heart had already burst through her fevered chest, fleeing the gilded cage of the mansion without looking back.

Suddenly, Evadne skidded to a halt.

in his solitary might. Even alone, his presence seemed to flood the room,

going to see him?”

me,” Evadne panted, her delicate

“You’ve been a fool for three years. Isn’t that enough?

not worth it, then who

of pain pooling in her eyes, “He saved my life when I was eleven! On the battlefield in Zenithia, we fought terrorists side by side; he risked his life to protect me! Last year, I was trapped on Misty Mountain during a landslide, and then on HelgenStar Island, he drew enemy

guy since he saved you at eleven. You see him through rose–colored glasses; you’ve got this, unyielding attachment that blinds you to anyone else. I understand.” Bennett closed his eyes, taking a deep breath before looking at her with a steely resolve, “But back then, he saved you not because you were Evadne,

that?!” Evadne

then is out of a need for redemption, to make it up to you. And all the blood and tears you’ve shed for him over these three years, in my eyes, you’ve paid back any debt long ago. There’s no need for you

your words, are those even from human?!”

was pregnant, how could he have known? The miscarriage was my choice to keep

expression remained cold

than Thaddeus, and what he offered, they can give you

the sea than all the rivers in the world! Bennett, I’m warning you, don’t block me; don’t make me despise you!”

past.

glint in his eye, Bennett didn’t budge an inch, simply stretching out an arm to block her path,

was hoisted onto Bennett’s shoulder with effortless ease, his back standing upright, his firm arm wrapped around her thighs. She pounded on his

“Evadne, behave.”

and gentle, “I’m doing this

the afternoon. She groggily emerged from the cocoon of her duvet, her temples throbbing with a sour ache, and her stomach churning in revolt. Her head spun with a dull

Where am

21

instant. She looked around and found herself

“Oh no, Elvis!”

back the covers, only to find her black dress, pristine and undisturbed. It seemed that the man

still frame from a movie, was fixed on that passionate, irresistible kiss.

the spaci

tangled mess. And the spacious room was now

what kind of man are you?”

her thoughts, there was a knock

the nausea, slowly made her way to the entrance. A bellboy stood there with a smile, holding out a box of

the medicine, gripping it tightly,

a day, and

the bellboy bowed and

her eyes welling up with tears. When was the last

Avery, surrounded by wealth and designer dresses. But those dresses were

they? But she had no way back, no choice in the matter. Her fate with Elvis

a deep breath, wiping away the hint of a tear from the corner of her eye. Just as she was about to close the door, a hand grabbed the edge

fear, hiding the medicine behind her