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

to

everything

on her chin in thought, “Suri’s acting strange, Chasel’s acting strange, and Cassius

Bright family, and they can’t talk about it. As for Cassius, he’s

they’re very

Chasel was either whispering secrets into Cassius’s ear or

that sort of thing, otherwise, she’d be content just shipping them all day long.

at us alone, so brazenly, I never saw it coming. Thaddeus scooped Evadne off her

confrontation, his gaze

disadvantage, he couldn’t

slaps must have put him

wrapped her arms around his neck, her warm breath teasing his skin, igniting the embers of his desire, “The Bright 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

but they should actually have something to be proud

Abernathy Group isn’t involved in pharmaceuticals, I know that developing a drug involves countless trials and is fraught with difficulties. If the Bright Group

feel some guilt. That’s why the Bright

dad rushing back to work before he’s fully recovered, it drives me crazy. He doesn’t take care

don’t worry. With Dylan by his

her waist, “It’s still early. Why don’t you take nap, and when you wake up, we can go pick up your father from work, okay?”

his lips, her eyes brimming with

headquarters in Skyrim, Emeric kept up appearances, though he was

to steady the troops. If not, rumors would

Emeric had skipped lunch to rush back

slumped onto the couch, his dress shirt soaked with cold sweat, feeling as

Emeric, how are you holding up? Everything alright?” Dylan burst in, water and medication in hand, ready to

health.

chicken anymore,” Emeric chuckled wryly at himself.

Jeff’s ticker

me to him?” Emeric’s brows furrowed. “As for Jeff, well, he had

smile, choosing not to

This last spell I had, waking up from that faint, I just don’t feel the same. My hands shake,” he said, his grip

throat tightened,

age, it’s wise to have things prepared,

such matters. And I certainly can’t tell the kids. As a

a touch of sorrow, replied, “Mr. Emeric, you’ve told me you want to see all your kids settled and successful to hold