His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 950

The man's voice grew darker, "That Dorothy, she was once the king's personal bodyguard, but rumor has it she was actually the king's mistress!"

Thaddeus's mind reeled. "Mistress?!"

"I don't know all the details," the man continued, "I was just a kid when she was convicted of high treason. Everything I know, I've pieced together over the years from various sources around the palace."

He continued, "Word around the castle was that the king was head over heels for her. They were practically husband and wife in all but name. Rumor even has it she was carrying the royal heir! Then, out of nowhere, she's sentenced to death for treason and becomes a fugitive, globally wanted. Vanished without a trace for thirty years. For all we know, she could be dead in some foreign land by now." Thaddeus's grip on the balcony railing tightened, his knuckles whitening.

This was a lot to take in, way beyond what he had imagined, muddling his thoughts. "If she truly loved the king, why would she turn into a spy?"

"That's the million-dollar question," the man replied. "The word on the street is that she was driven to it by the queen herself. You've seen those soap operas about royal court drama, right? Palace intrigue is a deadly game, even now it's a swirling undercurrent. Especially since the queen was a newcomer to the king's life, his second wife, not his first. A female guard bearing the royal child ahead of her? That was a disgrace she couldn't bear. What she might have done in her desperation doesn't surprise anyone."

A cold shudder ran through Thaddeus, unsettling his very core.

was Evadne's mother, and if there was truth to his friend's claims, then the mystery of Evadne's lineage was a quagmire, a

advice. Stay out of the Helgen royal family's business.

you is, not all rumors about the Helgen royals are false.

taken the

deep breath, his fists clenched. "If you come across any information about Dorothy, please let me know. I'm not afraid of a little trouble

next day, at

up suddenly from a night of restless dreams,

"Evadne, I'm here."

hurried into the bedroom. He sat by the bed, his strong

soft and husky as his nose brushed against her

his jaw, sniffing, her voice quivering with tears. "I dreamt... you didn't recognize me. No matter how much I cried or called out, you wouldn't turn back to look at