His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 656

Dylan strode over and swung the front door open, only to be met with a startling surprise.

“Mr. Abernathy?!”

“Mr. Dylan.”

There on the doorstep, looking weary from the road yet carrying an air of urgency, stood Thaddeus, his breath uneven from haste, “Are Mr. Ashbourne and Evadne inside? I’ve brought the medicine!”

At the sound of his voice, Evadne leapt to her feet and rushed to greet him, her heart swelling with uncontainable longing.

“Thaddeus!”

She hurled herself into his open arms, the dam of her pent–up emotions threatening to break as tears welled up in her eyes.

Without a moment’s hesitation, Thaddeus wrapped his sturdy, trembling arms around her, his own eyes reddening slightly, “Sorry for making you wait, Evadne. But it wasn’t for nothing. The medicine is here.”

He fumbled with one hand into the depths of his coat, producing a slender box of medicine. “There are six doses in here, even more than last time. It should last Mr. Ashbourne a while, just in case.”

Taking the medicine box from him, Evadne was choked with gratitude, her throat tightening with emotion.

She didn’t need him to say it; she knew all too well the lengths he must have gone to get this medicine. The cost in money was one thing, but the thought that Thad might have had to swallow his pride–to get it was unbearable.

How could she feel at ease on using it?

“Thaddeus, thank you,” she clutched the box as feeling a lump in her throat.

“Don’t be silly, Evadne. There’s no need for thanks between us. I’d do anything for you.”

With a tender smile, Thaddeus took her hand, “Let’s get this medicine to Mr. Ashbourne, shall we?”

“Hold on a second!”

Suri approached with urgency, her brow creased with worry, “Thaddeus, I appreciate what you’re doing. Evadne, I think we shouldn’t give this to your father just yet.”

“Why not?” The couple asked in unison.

“Haven’t you noticed? Your father’s been increasingly drowsy and his spirit’s been low – not like before at all.”

Suri’s expression was grave, “We all know the risks of cerebral infarction, but as for how this state of illness develops in the end, I think we’re all aware. This medicine seems to mask the symptoms rather than treating them. And we can’t predict what side effects might follow. So I suggest we stop using it, and wait for a while to make further decision!”

exchanged

we can’t stop the medicine!”

as he struggled to rise from his bed. He barely managed two shaky steps

the medicine had initially made him feel stronger than ever. But once it wore off,

the tableware.

he was desperate. He needed this medicine, even if it was a

right

whispered gravely into Evadne’s ear, “I think

this broken body of mine to the board meeting and make a spectacle of myself!” Emeric snapped, his irritation akin

put!” Evadne was frantic,

you meddling in my affairs! The Ashbourne family isn’t yours to command!”

locked

such a situation since being with Evadne, it was a

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over whom to comfort first, how to mediate.

knuckles grew white from strain as she clenched her fists tight.

at you like this,” Emeric’s breath labored and

Is that too much

crisp suit that seemed to armor him, appeared revitalized, showing no signs of the

the boardroom door, protective as parents on the

to shame. Emeric’s

how have you been recuperating?” Bevis approached

he was probing.

now; thanks for your

everything – especially MI, cerebral infarction and such.” Then, Bevis caught

himself that they were at the building of the K Group, not that of the Abernathy Group. This was his turf, with

Bevis teased, “Mr. Abernathy, joining us for the meeting? Has the Abernathy Group invested

and

“Haha, just kidding.”

street is that you, as the illegitimate scion climbing the ranks of the Abernathy family, are looking to marry into our Ashbourne family to gild your own name, using our influence to snag a fatter slice of the corporate pie. Now,

thought you were just fashion–blind. Turns out you’re lagging in the gossip department too.” Evadne was internally ripping Bevis to shreds, yet her face was all smiles, cool as a cucumber, “Even if you haven’t connected to Wi–Fi for getting news yet, you can’t be skipping watching TV, can you? Thaddeus is no bastard; he’s the

coughed softly but did not

curling into a scornful smile, “Oh, and Uncle Bevis, I just can’t help but suggest that next time you attend a fancy shindig, you should let Dolores give you some fashion tips. Red

hunter green tie, Bevis froze completely. After the brief interlude, the Ashbourne brothers headed into the conference room for

across the sofa, her head resting on Thaddeus‘ thigh, looking up at his

Bevis‘ face, all twisted like he swallowed a fly, it just