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.”

that one address, he’d walk through

dared not sleep next to him for fear of jostling his injuries. So, he made

LEMIE

crept in, and by the witching

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

of willpower, he snapped his eyes

“Cassius.”

Cassius saw Chasel, bare–chested, straddling him, his

charming face was still flushed with fever, his legs trembling,

eyes locked, breaths quickening in the still room, the air

controlled, though the veins on his hand betrayed

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

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

do you still think you’re

if shocked, and then leaned down passionately, almost fiercely, pressing his

with the sound of passionate whispers.

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

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

your little

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

hands full dealing with the mess the Ashbourne family had caused

from the resort project in Country T had been mitigated with visits to the victims‘ families, accompanied by generous compensation. He

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

sacrifices in this

but she still had to navigate the murky waters

his side. She

Evadne’s double, if she lost this too,