His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 813

Thaddeus felt a piercing pain in his chest, clutching it as spasms shot through him. The burly man stood there, his tough exterior melting into a figure of utter dismay, a sight so heart-wrenching it could bring a tear to the eye.

Elvis bolted upright, his hand shooting out to grab Thaddeus' collar, his clear-cut eyes wide with frightening intensity.

"What the hell did you do to my little sis? Did you force her into some kinky stuff last night?"

"I didn't."

"Didn't? Then why is she covered in bruises? Damn it, even if you're into that scene, you're supposed to be the one taking the hits!"

Elvis' knuckles turned white with rage, buttons flying off Thaddeus' shirt as he nearly came nose to nose with him. "Evadne's been pampered and spoiled by us, her brothers, her whole life-she's delicate! And ever since she got mixed up with you, one bad thing after another. You had the nerve to hurt her even in bed? You strut around like some kind of saint, but turn into a beast the moment the lights are off! If you love her like you claim, you should have been thinking about her, not just your own damn pleasure!"

It was clear that Elvis was furiously livid.

Only Evadne could bring him to this state-cursing and losing all composure.

"Elvis." murmured Evadne, her voice groggy with fever as she struggled to open her eyes.

"I'm here, I'm here! I'm here!"

Elvis shoved Thad, causing him to stagger, and then knelt by the bed, wiping the sweat from her brow with a trembling hand. "You're burning up! I could fry an egg on your forehead!"

"You're so loud."

With the last of her strength, Evadne flicked Elvis' forehead, "Patients need rest, you're intentionally letting me suffer."

Just then, Alva rushed in with fever-reducing medicine and a glass of water, pressing a digital thermometer to Mrs. Abernathy's forehead.

Beep-

Almighty! This fever could kill

a shove, pushing him like a wobbly statue, "Sir, you're clueless! With a fever like this, medicine won't cut it. Get her to the hospital before she's

filled

desires, he had hurt the

and Alva helped Evadne change, while Elvis turned his back in a huff, his broad

a pliant little girl being dressed by others. Alva slipped a coat over her frail

her, Elvis aggressively pushed him aside, not letting him touch her

carry you," Elvis said, squatting down with his back

let me. I don't want to burden you," Thaddeus said, his intentions

pressed his dry lips together,

he hoisted his sister onto his back, his eyes red-rimmed. "When she was just a little girl and upset, she used to ride

to a

ashen, his fingers clenched as

car, Evadne, weakly insisted on sitting next to

in front of you guys, he

lashes fluttering, "Stop picking on him. I know he didn't mean

or they turn into jerks!" Elvis was livid, but he bit back harsher words seeing her pleading

my husband, who else

a bit of sweetness with me, he's overwhelmed, that's all. Please, let

crushing wave of guilt nearly drowned

to hold back the tears welling in his eyes. Evadne understood him

the more she did, the more undeserving he felt, feeding his

drove, Elvis in the passenger seat, the