His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 963

She was ready to burn her bridges, because she'd long since lost her will to live.

Even though she knew Elvis was waiting for her, she didn't want to continue. He deserved someone better. She couldn't hold him back.

Sunny was just a dark flower, sprouted from the soil of her own despair, nurtured in a greenhouse of sin. Before she withered away, her only wish was to drag Harvey down with her into the abyss!

"Elsie... I treated you so well... and you betray me... you've been deceiving me all along!"

In that moment, Harvey's eyes were wild, his face a mask of fury and madness, crying and laughing as if possessed, "Fine then... if that's how it is, let's end it all!

You did all this just to be with Elvis, to be star-crossed lovers. Hah... but you'll never get your wish in this lifetime!"

Harvey's grip tightened around Elsie's neck, slowly backing towards the edge of the rooftop.

Finally, his cold, damp kiss landed on Elsie's pale cheek, mixed with a bitter tear, "Ellie... if we can't be together in life, then let's be together in death, in another world."

The next second, Elsie's heart clenched painfully, her body felt weightless as she began to fall backward!

"Ellie!"

Elvis roared, his tall figure dashing towards Elsie like a shooting star!

Meanwhile, from the rooftop of the church.

Whoosh-!

by the sharp sound of slicing air, rushed towards them from a hundred meters

be dragged down by the malicious Harvey, she heard a crisp crack overhead, like an egg smashing against a

caught in her throat, her

air seemed to

a gruesome hole right

in shock and

closed her eyes tightly, bracing

instead was a deep, searing

Elvis managed to grab Elsie's arm, pulling

roar.

broad body curling around her, offering his warmth as a shield, wishing he could embed her

okay now, it's all right," Elvis whispered,

was in chaos, yet his embrace was

collapsed into his arms, desperately trying to reciprocate his embrace,

"Thank God... thank God!"

his heart nearly leaping out of his chest, "I swear, this is the most terrifying crime scene I've been involved in, in three years. Old detectives say this happens all the time, but I'm about to get a

his help

with relief, "Our Ashbourne family men,

his eyes wide open in

a white cloth and took him away

hidden on the church's rooftop, had completed his difficult mission. Packing up his rifle,

wind, like the clouds, deep, quiet, yet making the most

statement.