His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 713

“I came to check on you because I thought you might be in trouble.”

“Me, in trouble? I’m fine, really. And from now on, stop doing things like this, okay?”

Elsie couldn’t bring herself to look up, her ears moving sightly, her smooth skin tingling as if electrified, goosebumps rising on it, “If you’re bored and looking for trouble, Mr. Waverley, go find it somewhere else. I don’t want to see you at the Velvet Haven again. No, what I mean is I hope after tonight, I’ll never see you again.”

The intensity in Elvis‘ gaze deepened as his tongue brushed against the teeth, “Heh, you can’t control me.”

Elsie’s heart squeezed tight; she bit her lips. She knew he was smart enough to understand the subtext of her words. But why was he so stubborn, so unwilling to play along?

Those Ashbourne folks are all so difficult to deal with!

Elvis enigmatic eyes scanned over her flushed face. Usually, she was the femme fatale who turned heads in the sultriest of places, but in front of him, she alternated between a coquettish kitten and a pitiful, tearful bunny.

Even with a face so similar to his little sister’s, he still found her to be a stunning chameleon, a woman who gave off a different vibe every time they met.

No wonder Avery had invested so much in her. No man could likely resist. Too bad, Elvis was an iron wall they couldn’t dent.

In his line of work, the golden rule was to keep things light–hearted and unemotional.

“Tonight, Matthew got pinched. The operation went down so clean because you dropped the dime in time.”

Elvis reset his emotions, his voice laced with a casual indifference, “I was thinking, with Matthew out of the picture, Avery might suspect you next, and might go after you hard. After all, he had planned to use that to blackmail Matthew, to get his hands on some leverage. Now his plans are shot to hell. Ha, that son of a gun must be so mad he could crap right where he stands, huh?” Elsie was speechless.

The atmosphere had been dangerous and charged, and now Elvis was being his usual off–beat self.

“I still hold a place in Mr. Chambers‘ heart. As long as there’s no solid proof, he won’t lay a finger on me.”

Suddenly, Elsie let out a charming smile, though the pain in her heart was inescapable, “Even if he had proof, he wouldn’t touch me. After all, ten years with a dog builds affection, let alone with a person, and a woman with Ms. Ashbourne’s face at that. So, you don’t need to waste your concern on me anymore. Last time was the first and the last. We shouldn’t meet again from now on, and you won’t get any more advantages from me. Our partnership is over.”

Her words were a clean break, each one a push away. But when she firmly said “over“, Elvis felt a twinge in his chest. Not only did he remember the task Evadne had given him to win her over, but there was also a sense of unwillingness.

The game was her doing, but he had to be the one to call it quits!

Elsie felt a weight on her shoulder as Elvis spun her around to face him.

With his arms braced against the counter, he trapped her underneath him, his handsome and sharp features enlarging in her trembling gaze. His unspoken aggression threatened to breach the fortress of her heart.

His hand played with her chin, seemingly casual but captivating. Their breaths mingled, their gazes tangled.

unfocused, his gaze shimmered with intent.

away from Avery’s control, to walk a path in the light? Would you leave him?” His eyes

the open collar of his black shirt, “No. Even if I’m rotten, I’ll rot with Avery. The Velvet Haven is where I belong, the dark

to keep her distance, while there was still a chance to

where Avery’s reach couldn’t find us, would

‘No‘

hesitation, her smile a blend of light and tears, “in life, I belong to

him.”

down to business.”

with the man’s leaps in logic.

just us two, what do

the tenderness she was smitten with, “Your turn to shower first, or

her eyes, shaking her head, “I’m leaving now. I

to walk away, Elvis effortlessly pulled her back into his mocking line of sight.

How are we going to sleep together without

tantrum, as if I could afford such a

carried a bitter edge, “Mr. Waverley, you’re so high and mighty. Do you really want to sleep with a woman like me? No matter how many showers I take, the dirt is still there;

you are.

Elsie’s emotions burst forth, shaking as she spoke out.

his lips pressing together.

restraint, “If Mr. Waverley is concerned about me, and appreciates that I helped you and Ms. Ashbourne once, then

world, Elvis was the best person she had ever met. Because she genuinely cared for him, she didn’t want her life, in ruins, to taint his in any way.

their relationship to remain

her waist tightened, veins standing out on his hand, and his tone softened with a coaxing edge.

the shower; it’s late.

Haven now, it would only raise Avery’s

they slept there, together, but Elsie in the plush king–size bed, Ethan

the same when they slept as when they arrived. Elsie’s heels neatly placed by the bed, her delicate body curled up within the cocoon of

awkward silence filled the

dawn, yet somehow, sleep claimed her. Elvis, however, lay staring at the ceiling, sleep nowhere

even breathing did he rise silently and kneel beside the bed, his deep gaze fixed on her

he murmured,

him, her lashes fluttering, the corners of her eyes glistening with

hand, his proud and somber silhouette moving towards the

gone. She sat up from the warmth of the bed,

lay neatly over her blanket, obviously left for her.

and left her stomach medicine. This time, knowing she had left in a hurry and was underdressed, he left

is going to be the luckiest,” Elsie chuckled softly, her