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.”

his eyes brimming with unshed tears. For that one address, he’d walk through fire and brimstone a thousand

leave Chasel’s side, yet he dared not sleep next to him for fear of jostling his injuries. So, he made

LEMIE

the witching hour, he succumbed

sleep and wakefulness, Cassius sensed the cool scent of medicinal cream and felt a heavy weight upon

a surge of willpower, he snapped his

“Cassius.”

moon, Cassius saw Chasel, bare–chested, straddling him, his skin so pale it almost glowed,

with fever, his legs trembling, clenching

the still

though the veins on his

feverish.” Chasel’s gaze grew hazy, panting as he touched his burning forehead, “I dreamed of you; then I woke up to see you. I couldn’t believe you were actually here. I just needed to make sure this

breathing deepened, and slowly, he raised his hand, his

you still think you’re

then leaned down passionately, almost fiercely, pressing

filled with the

me be with you, please. I don’t need anything else, just let me stay by your side, even if we have to hide forever.”

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any longer, nor could her stand it. He was acutely aware of his actions, more lucid

now on, I’m your little

nestled into Cassius‘ bare yet solid chest,

with the mess the Ashbourne family had caused for the

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

Country T officials handling the case. They agreed to downplay the incident, ensuring it wouldn’t affect the

had made sacrifices

had to navigate the murky waters of

vestige of value by his side.

worth as Evadne’s double, if she lost this too, Avery would discard her