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.

he could take a few steps, Thaddeus‘ imposing form blocked his path, snatching the bouquet

Everyone shuddered.

“Thaddeus! What are you

mother welcome you

stunned man’s face, each word deliberate. “She doesn’t need your hollow sympathies, and you have

he stepped forward and crushed the chrysanthemums under his

did I go against everyone’s advice and bring you and your mother from the slums back to the Abernathy family under tremendous pressure? If it

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heart seared by these words,

wasn’t speaking as a husband or a

a condescending philanthropist, a

the same world. It was I who mercifully pulled you from the squalid slums; it was I who allowed you

arrogance and sense of superiority was even more infuriating and humiliating than outright

of raising you! Without me, where would you be? How dare you be so disrespectful, so rebellious in my presence?” Frederic ranted, his

the Abernathy family? If not for that, would you even remember that a poor woman carrying your child was wandering without a name

sneer, his mocking tone cutting deep. “I owe my success to my grandfather’s nurturing and to my

insolent.” Frederic lost all pretense of control, his arm swinging

stunning eyes flashing with intense hatred.

Just as th

crowd gasped-

felt a sharp pain in his wrist, his face contorting with the

with her graceful agility, had swiftly stepped in front of Thaddeus, grabbing Frederic’s wrist

“Mr. Aberna

Dennis and

fear, rushed

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

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

to me!” Thaddeus stood behind her, an imposing figure, his gaze sharp as a falcon’s.

heir apparent. “Ms. Evadne, I’m disciplining my own son. What business is it of an outsider like you?” Frederic, fighting through his pain, spat out his words

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

wild like a horse

term just to

She knew full well what “family” meant,

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

sorrow, flickered toward the 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 a leader of the

dismissive tone, she struck at the

seemed as if it might

Mrs. Winter. We appreciate your intentions, and surely she does too. But perhaps it’s time for you to leave.” Evadne slowly released her

him back down, “I cleared my schedule today