His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 976

Evadne's phone was a distant memory, and with neither a TV nor a computer in her room, she had no clue how many days had passed since her arrival on this secluded island.

She woke up from a heavy dose of sedatives, conscious but almost completely paralyzed below the neck, like a beautiful but desperate living corpse.

The opulent yet chillingly sterile room was so silent that not even the sound of the wind or the waves could be heard, indicating a considerable distance between the house and the sea.

It was Avery who had meticulously crafted this gilded cage for her.

Evadne lay on the pale gold bedding, her clothes from before long gone, replaced by a thin, red lace nightgown that made her look like a delicate yet tragic rose, devoid of any sign of life, as if she was slowly withering away.

The nightgown was the doing of the island's maid.

Although Avery was fierce and brutal to everyone else, he had never forced himself on her, not wanting to see her cry out of a love that pierced deep into his bones.

Evadne lay motionless, staring out the window as the orange hues of the sunset faded, taking the color from her slender face and leaving a heartbreaking pallor.

She closed her swollen, red eyes, holding back tears with clenched teeth.

sound of

time

his voice unusually

turned her pale face away, every nerve in her

body outlined by the silky satin, her black hair spread across the pillow framing her fragile face, igniting

eaten or drunk anything since you got here. You won't

tray on the nightstand and sat beside her, his cool, firm hand grasping her slender ankle, slowly moving upwards, his voice hoarse with restraint, "Being angry with me is pointless. Why torture

If that's the case, you should eat well and

"Heh..."

reddened, and a scornful smile cracked her dry lips, "Right now,

difference if I

together. No one knows you better than I do. You're

could, I really would prefer not to drug you. But you're too clever, always thinking

reached under her gown, he felt her fear and

hand, even though he desired