His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 567

Evadne watched as Thaddeus‘ face darkened, like a bright moon plummeting into a chilly, secluded pond.

Beneath his crisp suit, his broad shoulders trembled ever so slightly, his eyes reddened with suppressed rage. He seemed like a volcano on the verge of eruption, his fierce emotions ready to spill over at any moment.

Evadne squeezed his hand, silently urging him to keep his cool.

It wasn’t that she fancied herself a saint or wanted to see some trite, happy–family drama unfold. If the timing was right, she’d gladly step in and give Frederic a piece of her mind on behalf of her partner.

But having a spat in a graveyard, especially in front of Thaddeus‘ late mother, was not only undignified but also somewhat disrespectful to the departed.

It would only upset Cynthia more.

“I sure didn’t expect you to visit your mother today. You should’ve told me earlier; we could’ve come together.”

Frederic’s voice carried the weight of paternal authority, his tone relatively mild. “I think that’s a sight your mother would’ve wanted to see.”

“A sight my mother wanted to see?”

Thaddeus stared at him coldly, his voice laced with scorn and resentment. “Are you joking with me, Frederic?”

“Thaddeus, what are you saying?” Frederic’s brows knitted in disapproval.-

“As her husband, you neglected her when she was alive and suffering from severe depression. After she passed, you didn’t even bother to send someone to clean her grave. In twenty years, you’ve visited her less than the groundskeepers here. And now you have the audacity to say she wanted to see you?”

Thaddeus shook his head in disbelief, his laughter tinged with fury. “Frederic, even if my mother was once your wife, even if she loved you, your shamelessness should have a limit!”

Evadne’s heart raced with anxiety. Were they going to come to blows?

Should she intervene?

But Thaddeus was voicing her own thoughts, and she didn’t want to stop him. She thought he should lay into his father even more, to wake up the arrogant, shameless old man!

Let them fight. She could take on the bodyguards with a single punch!

Frederic, seething with rage, his face reddening visibly, had his dignity hanging by a thread.

Dennis and the bodyguards stood silent, sweating bullets for Thaddeus.

“Dennis, hand me the flowers.” With outsiders present, Frederic tried to maintain decorum, suppressing his rage with an icy command.

“Yes, Mr. Abernathy.” Dennis quickly handed over a bunch of white chrysanthemums with due reverence.

Frederic took them, his expression somber, and moved toward Cynthia’s tombstone.

before he could take a few steps, Thaddeus‘ imposing form blocked

Everyone shuddered.

with fury. “Thaddeus!

my mother welcome you here.”

locked onto the stunned man’s face, each word deliberate. “She doesn’t

crushed the chrysanthemums under his

from the slums back to the Abernathy family under tremendous pressure? If it weren’t for me, you both would have perished

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words, her blood boiling in her veins, her fists clenching.

wasn’t speaking as a husband or a father to his son.

a condescending philanthropist, a self–righteous capitalist!

I are not from the same world. It was I who mercifully pulled you from the squalid slums; it was I who

and sense of superiority was even more infuriating and humiliating than

you! Without me, where would you be? How dare you be so disrespectful, so rebellious

hadn’t been a boy, if I’d been a girl, would you have gone to such lengths to bring me back to the Abernathy family? If not for that, would you even remember that a poor woman carrying your child was wandering without a name

curled in a chilling sneer, his mocking tone cutting deep. “I owe my

his arm swinging

eyes flashing

Just as th

crowd gasped-

a sharp pain in his wrist, his face contorting

in front of Thaddeus, grabbing

“Mr. Aberna

Dennis and

with fear, rushed to

as the cool moonlight, not blinking an eye, much less loosening

with the fairer sex was nowhere to be found on her, she was bristling like a cornered cat, all for the love

Ms. Evadne, and you’ll answer to me!” Thaddeus stood behind her, an

of this heir apparent. “Ms. Evadne, I’m disciplining my own son. What business

distant, her lips curled slightly, “To you, I may be an outsider. But to Thaddeus, I’m his family.”

his heart pounding wild like a horse

term just to be

astute. She knew full well what “family” meant, didn’t

about to raise a hand to Thaddeus, I’ll be the first to stop you. If you won’t cherish him, I will. And

gravestone of Thaddeus‘ mother, “Wouldn’t the late Mrs. Winter feel pain? To witness such violence in her presence, it’s unbecoming for someone who prides themselves as

light, dismissive tone, she struck at the

so tight it seemed

appreciate your intentions, and surely she does too. But perhaps it’s time

back down, “I cleared my schedule today just to see her. I’ll