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

to walk a path in the light? Would you leave

teasing the open collar of his black shirt, “No. Even if

keep her distance, while there

you to leave with me? To a place where Avery’s reach couldn’t find us, would you

‘No‘

hesitation, her smile a blend of light and tears, “in life, I belong to Mr. Chambers; in death, I’ll

him.”

down to business.”

up with the

just us two, what

she was smitten with, “Your

shaking her head, “I’m leaving now. I won’t disturb

Elvis effortlessly pulled her back into his mocking line of sight.

wrong, throwing a tantrum? How are we going to

as if I

bitter edge, “Mr. Waverley, you’re so high and mighty. Do you really want to sleep with a woman

are. The fact that I brought

burst forth,

paused, his lips pressing

“If Mr. Waverley is concerned about me, and appreciates that I helped you and Ms. Ashbourne once, then please don’t ask

Elvis was the best person she had ever met. Because she genuinely cared for him, she didn’t want her life,

to

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

mind the shower; it’s late. Stay the night, will

Plus, she reasoned, if she rushed back to the Velvet Haven now, it would only raise Avery’s suspicions. If she stayed the night, she’d have an excuse for her return.

in the plush

had no intention of touching her. They were the same when they slept as when they arrived. Elsie’s heels neatly placed by the bed, her delicate body curled

filled

to stay awake until dawn, yet somehow, sleep claimed her. Elvis, however, lay staring at

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

moment, he murmured, “You’re not like her.”

to hear him, her lashes fluttering, the corners of her eyes glistening with moisture. Elvis‘ adam’s apple bobbed, aching to wipe away that

withdrew his hand, his

next morning, when Elsie’s bleary eyes opened, Elvis was gone. She sat up from the

lay neatly over her blanket, obviously left for her.

her upset stomach and left her stomach medicine. This time, knowing she had left

be the luckiest,” Elsie chuckled