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 his path, snatching

Everyone shuddered.

with fury. “Thaddeus! What are you

nor my mother welcome you

locked onto the stunned man’s face, each word deliberate. “She doesn’t need your hollow sympathies, and you have no right to stand

forward and crushed the chrysanthemums under his foot.

cold, handsome face, his noble composure crumbling. “Thaddeus! You ungrateful wretch! If I were truly insincere, then why 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 weren’t

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as an observer, felt her heart seared by these words, her blood boiling in

as a husband

like a condescending philanthropist,

from the same world. It was I who mercifully pulled you from the squalid

of superiority was even more infuriating and humiliating than outright

you be so disrespectful, so rebellious in

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

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

lost all pretense of control, his arm swinging

remained unmoved, his stunning eyes

Just as th

crowd gasped-

a sharp pain in his wrist,

of Thaddeus, grabbing Frederic’s wrist and tightening her grip as if to

“Mr. Aberna

Dennis and

fear, rushed to

blinking an eye, much less loosening

be found on her, she was

stood behind her, an imposing figure, his gaze sharp as a falcon’s.

growl of warning left him, and it froze the challengers in their tracks, none daring to test the mettle of this heir apparent. “Ms. Evadne, I’m disciplining my own son. What business is it of

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

his heart pounding wild like a horse galloping across the plains.

use that term

and astute. She knew full

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

To witness such violence in her presence, it’s unbecoming for someone who prides themselves as a leader of the Abernathy Group, a paragon of the

light, dismissive tone, she struck at the heart of the matter.

seemed as if it might crack.

today is not the day for you to pay your respects to Mrs. Winter. We appreciate your intentions, and surely she does too. But perhaps it’s time for you to

cleared my schedule today just