His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 643

After calming Suri down, Evadne and Thaddeus retreated to their room.

With the door locked behind them, Evadne’s lips parted as if to speak, but Thaddeus, with his long arms, wrapped around her slender waist. His lips, trembling with anticipation, sealed hers in a precise kiss.

Her lovely eyes widened in surprise, but soon she closed her lashes and nestled into his neck, melting into his embrace like a warm bundle of cotton.

Yet he held her gingerly, as if fearing she might vanish into thin air if held too tight.

Their kiss was passionate and tangled, a fiery dance of lips and breath.

In the growing warmth of the room, her moans intertwined with his heavy breaths. Evadne felt his breath, the heat of his skin through his shirt, and the intoxicating dance of their tongues, all threatening to engulf her completely to dissolve her.

It was a long kiss, spinning her world until at last, Thad managed to pull back, his desire still unchecked.

“It’s that time of the month, we can’t.”

Feeling the change in his body, Evadne blushed, her fingers playfully wrapped around his tie. “If you really need to, I can help you in other ways.”

Thaddeus shook his head, his eyes brimming with unshed tears, and tenderly kissed her forehead, nose, and the corners of her lips.

“Thad.”

“Does it still hurt here?”

His hand trembled as it caressed her flat belly, sending waves of warmth through her.

She understood his innuendo, a bittersweet ache filled her heart, but she managed a faint smile, “It doesn’t hurt anymore. It stopped hurting a long time ago.”

“I’ve been such a fool, and so wrong.”

Thaddeus fought back his tears, “All the pain you’ve endured, and I’m just now… starting to understand. It shouldn’t have been Suri kneeling at the Bright’s doorstep. It should have been me.”

“What are you talking about?. A man don’t kneel easily. Why kneel to them?”

Evadne chided softly, tapping his forehead with her finger. “Back then, I had just come off the operating table, still groggy from anesthesia, unaware of anything around me. Had I known Suri would kneel before the Bright family for my sake, I would rather have lived without a womb than agree to her doing that.“,

The thought pained her, her words tinged with the sting of affection for Suri, “I know she did it for me. But if the price is to trample one’s own dignity, I’d rather not have it.”

memory of his own cold abandonment haunting him.

to stay

I feel like everything has been off from the

chin in thought, “Suri’s acting strange, Chasel’s acting strange, and Cassius even more so. I can’t shake the feeling they’re keeping something from us.”

the Bright family, and they can’t talk about it. As for Cassius, he’s always been close to Dr. Bright. With Dr. Bright being called

they’re very close.”

either whispering secrets into Cassius’s ear or making him laugh, like

wasn’t into that sort of thing, otherwise, she’d be content

Evadne off her feet, settling on the couch with her in his lap, his hand resting

confrontation, his gaze darkened.

been at a disadvantage, he couldn’t bear

wild he acts, my slaps must have put him in his place,

family’s audacity comes from their recent momentum. They’ve spearheaded a few medical research projects, and there’s talk of a breakthrough drug for Parkinson’s almost ready If they succeed, Bright Biopharmacy won’t just lead the country, they could become a global pharmaceutical powerhouse. The wealth that would generate

carried away, but they should actually have something

into a wry smile, “Although the Abernathy Group isn’t involved in pharmaceuticals, I know that developing a drug involves countless trials and

years without recognition or title. Dad must feel some guilt. That’s why the Bright family can twist that knife and send Warner to play the

rushing back to work before he’s fully recovered, it drives me crazy. He doesn’t take care of himself, and there’s nothing

worry. With Dylan by his side, your father

Why don’t you take nap, and when you

planted a kiss on his lips, her eyes brimming with

Emeric kept up appearances, though he was far

the troops. If not, rumors

lunch

off his blazer and slumped onto the couch, his dress shirt soaked with cold

in, water and medication in hand, ready to nurse him back

health.

chicken

a fixture in the hospital these days, and word has it that Jeff’s ticker hasn’t been ticking right for the better part of a year. He’s in and out of the hospital so often, he might as well have his own parking spot. Behind those well–maintained facades could be bodies not nearly

an ancient relic, and you’re comparing me to him?” Emeric’s brows furrowed. “As for Jeff, well, he had

choosing

not being melodramatic. This last spell I had, waking up from that faint, I just don’t feel the same. My hands shake,” he said, his grip on the water glass trembling, “I should probably get

throat tightened, “Mr. Emeric!”

this with tycoons everywhere. At my age, it’s wise to have things prepared, just in

for such matters. And I certainly can’t tell the kids. As a father, I may look like

“Mr. Emeric, you’ve told me you want to see all your kids settled and successful to