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.”

Winston’s voice was crisp, his eyes brimming with unshed tears. For that one address, he’d walk through fire and brimstone

of jostling his injuries. So, he made do with the couch, intending to keep

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fatigue crept in, and by the witching hour, he succumbed to a restless slumber.

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

willpower, he snapped his eyes open.

“Cassius.”

Cassius saw Chasel, bare–chested, straddling him, his skin so pale it almost glowed, glistening with a sheen

legs trembling, clenching Cassius

breaths quickening in the still room, the air thickening with tension.

Cassius‘ voice was controlled, though the veins

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 is

slowly, he raised his hand, his warm palm settling on Chasel’s abdomen, caressing

you still think

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

with the sound of passionate

with you, please. I don’t need anything else, just let me

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He couldn’t hide it any longer, nor could her stand it. He was acutely aware of his actions,

now on, I’m your little fox,

nestled into Cassius‘ bare yet solid chest, never before feeling such

hands full dealing with the mess the Ashbourne

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

with a mix of money and seduction, he had won over the Country T officials handling the case. They agreed to downplay the incident, ensuring it

made sacrifices in

but she still had to navigate the murky waters of high–ranking officials and seedy men

last vestige of value by his side. She was past

Evadne’s double, if she lost this too, Avery would discard her completely.