His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 987

As dusk settled, the tempest roared to life.

The sky, dense and pitch-black, oppressively loomed over the boundless ocean, with colossal waves threatening to stir up a storm.

All life seemed to teeter on the brink of being engulfed, shattered, obliterated in an instant.

On the shores of ROSE Island, waves crashed with relentless fury.

Evadne, without even a moment to change, still clad in her striking, blood-red

dress, scrambled onto the helicopter parked on the sandy beach.

She had regained some strength, but her body remained frail.

Yet, she knew she couldn't hesitate any longer!

Tonight, Avery hadn't shown up in time to administer her dose of sedative. This was her only chance to escape!

Even though it had been years since she last piloted a helicopter, with only vague memories to guide her, she was determined to try, to fight for her life!

Evadne slid into the pilot's seat, panting, her red dress soaked with cold sweat.

Fueling up, igniting, the propellers began to spin.

here, just hold steady... you can do it!" Evadne gritted her teeth, her knuckles turning white as she gripped

"Evadne!"

death, his voice hoarse with desperation as

eyes filled with a deep, seething hatred, more tumultuous

"Avery... goodbye!"

off, suddenly, three gunshots rang out from

of the waves and the helicopter's noise drowned

bullet

Shattering the front windshield!

Avery's eyes widened in horror, he screamed at the top of

the bullet hole on the glass. Images of the brutal wars she had witnessed on the battlefields of Country L flooded her

she remained resolute, pulling the control stick, her fierce desire to

Bang, bang, bang-!

shots, mechanical and merciless, as if determined to make this helicopter

those shots didn't claim her life; instead, they hit the helicopter's fuselage. The fuselage began leaking fuel, and warning

it! Bastard!" Evadne roared, furiously pounding on

a stop, and all

waves mocked

utterly drained and simultaneously filled with rage as he glared at

Hans chose to shoot as a way to

that a stray

his handsome face cold, and forcefully yanked