His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 642

Warner froze in his tracks, that all–too–familiar look of impatience creeping back onto his face.

Evadne let go of Thaddeus‘ hand and marched up to Warner with the speed of a tempest.

The next second, her slender arm swung through the air, her fiery blue eyes blazing with fury as she slapped the privileged man across the face–not once, but twice!

The sound resonated, leaving the onlookers, including Thaddeus, in shock.

Warner himself was stunned beyond belief, and it wasn’t until the sting on his cheek flared up and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth that he fully grasped what had happened.

He had been slapped!

“Evadne!” Warner covered his face with his hands, his voice shaking with rage as he struggled to hold back his fury.

Thaddeus strode over with long, determined steps, wrapping his protective arms around Evadne, his gaze upon Warner dark and foreboding.

Warner felt a chill down his spine, the pain on his face momentarily forgotten under the hellish stare.

The first slap, Warner, was for Chasel. I don’t care what he is to you, but to me, he’s my brother, my friend! You hit him, you hit me. And if you think you can strut around the Ashbourne estate and walk out like nothing happened, those two slaps are just a taste of our hospitality!” Evadne’s voice rang out clear and powerful, her presence commanding.

“Wow! Go, Evadne! I’m so here for this!” Aviana almost cheered out loud.

If she didn’t stand up to this jerk now, she’d be serving up a plate of Lionel’s “Golden Grains” to this mongrel.

“Evadne.” Chasel’s eyes brimmed with tears.

It was ironic, really.

The warmth of family he never felt among the Brights, he found within the walls of the Ashbourne residence, filling his cold heart with a solace he had never known before.

Suri is my family. You dare to humiliate her like this? Do you think we’re all dead? I should have hit you harder. If you keep up your act, next time

was palpable.

watched her, his heart swelling with pride yet concerned

and industry elite, had never suffered such an

from the Bright

his lips barely moving. “As you say, it was Suri who sought the medicine for Evadne. The debt of gratitude is owed to Suri, and by extension, York. What does it have to do with

bottom of a pan, stormed off like

winter moon, her voice icy, “You say I owe the Bright family? Fine, then take my womb. It’s useless to me. I don’t

“Lunatic!”

red as he made a hasty retreat. Chasel took one last deep look at Evadne, no longer looking back, and walked out of the gate

and his hands, which were holding the blue

at Chasel’s back, pain tugged at his heart and spread quietly.

help it anymore. He spat hard on the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood foam!

Evadne was really ruthless when she slapped

corners of his lips

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teeth were about to break. “When I get home and see Grandpa and Dad, you’ll be screwed!”

left the Silverlake Harbor, the atmosphere seemed to lose some of its

Emeric when his own wife

pain. “He gets himself enemies,

don’t be hard on your dad,

fell silent.

duty, sounded better than going to work like a

was reduced to

widened, “What? He’s hardly recovered, how can he start work so soon? Chasel said he needed rest! Is he in a hurry to reincarnate

words, her deep concern shone