His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

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“Mrs. Abernathy’s got a thing for you?!” Gordon’s eyes bulged, like his inner gossip–monger was ablaze with curiosity.

Thaddeus’s brows furrowed, as he poured himself another glass of the rich and aromatic wine. But as he took a sip, the expected sweetness was replaced by a bitterness that seemed to slash at his throat.

“It’s a shame we can’t get a do–over in life, I can’t be the man who fell for Evadne first. That’ll be my lifelong regret.”

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But there was one regret that outshone the rest –

He was the reason Evadne lost the child she wanted more than anything, and lost the chance to be a mother.

Thad took a labored breath, as if the air he sucked into his lungs turned into icy blades, “I’ll do everything in my power to make her happy, but I just don’t know if I can do it well enough.”

Happiness is such an abstract thing; it only counts if the person himself or herself feels content, after all.

“Mr. Abernathy, you truly are the most deeply devoted man I’ve ever met. You and Mrs. Abernathy are the kindest souls,” Gordon said, while picturing Beverly’s eyes that were always on the verge of tears, and stirred a pang of sympathy each time he saw her. “More than her happiness, I hope you two can heal each other’s souls. And I hope you can taste happiness too.”

After all, Thaddeus, before falling in love with Mrs. Abernathy, was a man with nothing but wealth.

Weary in body and soul, he was barren in spirit.

It was Mrs. Abernathy who made his desert–like heart bloom with the most brilliant roses.

Thad thought of Evadne made him couldn’t help but smile, “Don’t worry about me, I’m already very happy. Being by Evadne’s side and making her happy are my greatest joy.”

He cleared his throat, “Enough about me, let’s talk about you. Have you really fallen for Ms. Higgins?”

“Uh, I think, I might be smitten.”

Gordon’s chest tightened, as he laughed bitterly, “Today’s Ms. Higgins‘ birthday, so I brought her gifts and flowers.”

Thad raised an eyebrow.

His assistant Gordon had harbored a crush since college, but his goddess married and had kids with his senior, but here he was, yet to tie the knot himself.

This was his first real attempt at wooing a girl, and what an ill–matched pursuit it was.

“She took the flowers, but not the gift nor my affections,” Gordon’s hands trembled as he gripped his glass, his heart aching, “Mr. Abernathy, am I just lousy? When I first visited Ms. Higgins, I looked down on where she lived; I was prejudiced, thinking that any girl working there must be vain. How could I think like that? What do I have, and what am I to be proud of.”

He choked up with emotion, struggling to speak, “She’s right not to accept me. I was too lousy.”

Thad was taken aback!

He understood Gordon’s feelings, but never had he realized they had grown so fervent that he would actually confess to Beverly!

In terms of the courage to love someone, he himself once paled in comparison to Gordon.

And now, here he was, presumptuously trying to influence his assistant’s heart.

Who was he to judge?

excellent assistant. I wouldn’t be where I

skipped, his eyes shining with gratitude, “Mr. Abernathy, no, it’s

man. Don’t sell yourself

It’s

Ms. Higgins, go for it. But not now. You have to wait until she’s of age. For now, support her quietly, but don’t disrupt her studies. I believe

carried away tonight. It won’t

when you find the right person,

but suddenly he paused and turned, “The gift you gave Ms. Higgins wasn’t some tacky luxury item, was it? Lacking creativity,

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embarrassment; what a direct hit!

home, Marilla was a bit sulky, quieter

his eyes was fiery as his muscular

entwined, fingers interlocked, and

was insatiable

lavished affection on her lips, waist, chest, until she was tender all over.

and pulling her close, they both soared into ecstasy, and he felt like she was a blazing little sun, scorching him with her heat.

were still connected, with

from hubby,

murmured, “I want

and his

want a bite.” She was still regretful for not getting her treat earlier, and

“Marilla.”

of accusation and desire. “What’s it gonna be, huh? You craving a cake, or is it the guy

oppressive than before, his possessiveness

what’s wrong

in a hoarse voice, with a sense of

rabbit thumping inside her chest, and felt her drowsiness evaporating. “Um, I just want

all I want. Jareth.”

let her off that easily. His demanding

I give you. You can only look at me, and only want

how he loved

depth of his love, he wouldn’t have turned into

for mercy in the deep of the night that the moonlit

a near–half–hour cold shower, not bothering to dry off before wrapping himself

neatly, arrived at

can I

you to buy out that pastry shop Marilla loves!” Jareth clenched his fists, his voice venomous with

resolve.

is a family heirloom, nearly a

The bottom line is, if my wife craves it, they need to deliver it to me on demand! If they refuse, I’ll

door

for a moment before a

only be

charges, and was now officially prosecuted by the authorities.

they had forsaken Bertha,

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