His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 653

Upon hearing this, Dr. Winston looked discomforted, “Hex, your friend’s skin was cut open and flesh was torn; it’s no normal wound. I’ll have to patch him up before I can give you the full report.”

Cassius stared at the raw lacerations crisscrossing Chasel’s body, the ache in his chest spreading like wildfire.

“Some of these might need stitches. I doubt we can avoid some battle scars.”

Seeing Cassius‘ face grow stormier by the second, Dr. Winston offered a wry smile in consolation, “Hey, a few scars on a guy just add to his rugged charm, right? Your friend’s not the prissy type, is he?”

Cassius‘ face twisted into a scowl. Not the prissy type?

The guy who wouldn’t let a single drop of olive oil stain his designer suit, who’d go for a full wardrobe change if it did – he was not the prissy type?

If he was not, then no one would be prissy on this planet. He could already picture it – the nuclear meltdown Chasel would have when he saw his marred back after waking up.

“Just do your best, please.”

“He’s your guy. How could I not give it my all?” Dr. Winston responded, the term “your guy” sending a faint blush across Cassius‘ cheeks.

It took over two hours, but Dr. Winston meticulously treated every wound, sparing no expense with all his finest ointments.

Once the man on the bed was breathing steadily in slumber, Cassius finally felt a whisper of relief.

“Check his body temperature in the morning. If he’s fever–free, we’ll be golden, Winston wiped sweat from his brow.

“Dr. Winston, I can’t thank you enough,” Cassius offered his heartfelt gratitude.

“Hex, drop me ‘Doctor‘, will ya? Makes me uncomfortable.”

Dr. Winston locked eyes with him, deep and sincere, “Just like old times, call me Win.”

Cassius‘ lips parted, a choked whisper escaped, “Win.”

tears. For that one address, he’d walk through fire and brimstone a thousand

next to him for fear of jostling his injuries. So, he made do with the couch, intending to keep vigil over his little fox until dawn.

LEMIE

and by the witching hour, he succumbed

the haze between sleep and wakefulness, Cassius sensed the cool scent of medicinal cream

surge of willpower, he snapped

“Cassius.”

Chasel, bare–chested, straddling him, his

with fever, his legs trembling,

quickening in the still room, the air thickening with

voice was controlled, though the veins on his hand betrayed his inner turmoil.

as he touched his burning forehead, “I dreamed of you; then I woke up

breathing deepened, and slowly, he raised his hand, his warm palm settling on Chasel’s abdomen, caressing his unnaturally smooth

do you still think

shivered as if shocked, and then leaned down passionately, almost

room filled with the sound of passionate whispers.

you, please. I don’t need anything else, just let me stay by your side,

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any longer, nor could her stand it. He

I’m your

Cassius‘ bare yet solid chest, never

Avery had his hands full dealing with the mess the Ashbourne family had caused

to the victims‘ families, accompanied by generous compensation. He also orchestrated a media blitz

money and seduction, he had won over the Country T officials

made sacrifices

Avery had stopped making her sell her body, but she still had to navigate the

vestige of value by his side. She was past

as Evadne’s double, if she lost this too,