His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 997

Originally, Avery didn't want to lay a finger on her.

It was because he loved her too much-so much that it hurt, so much that he couldn't bear to do it.

He also knew that this wedding was far from perfect, far from respectable, and downright ridiculous, even ludicrous.

Yet, he couldn't resist. Even in the final moments of his life, he couldn't bear the thought of her not wanting to lie to him, to put on an act just for his sake.

As Avery's immaculately white chest was exposed, a bead of sweat traced a path down his well-defined abs, the pale skin flushed with a dark desire.

Evadne's eyes widened in terror, her cheeks burning with shame.

Pain, she felt it all over.

Every organ, every nerve ending, felt disgraced and agonized!

Just as Avery's well-defined hand reached to tear at her nightgown-

He suddenly felt the cold sensation of metal, and his breath hitched!

Out of nowhere, Evadne had procured a sharp little knife, now pressed against his chest.

A mere inch to the side, and it would pierce his heart!

"Evadne, where did you get that?" Avery, momentarily stunned, then smiled gently, without even a twitch of his brow.

"If you touch me... I'll kill you!"

Evadne's eyes were bloodshot, her voice hoarse from screaming, her hand trembling uncontrollably on the handle of the knife.

That day, she had gone to see Hans, who had left in a hurry and forgot to put away the little knife he used to slice apples. She quickly took it and hid it under her pillow.

She had been injected with a dose of anesthetic, enough to move but not with any strength.

this moment, she was using all her

would kill him,

played on Avery's lips, his

the tip of

utterly shocked, barely able

don't have much longer to

body trembled with pain as blood trickled down from the knife tip, "I've

terminal illness, my days are

in the last days of

many innocent people. This

yelled through tears, "Avery, do you think you can die comfortably?

you know this island has been exposed, and you

you alive! I want you to stand trial, to apologize publicly! To face justice, to appease the souls of the

didn't want to confront him

realized, Avery wanted to make her entirely his in his

Thaddeus, only to

to claim her, but

"Yes, you're right."

lean yet distinguished face gradually

you know, I'm a devil,

then Thaddeus, he, will not

the knife from her hand, cutting a bloody gash across his

"Ugh!"

head, Avery's fervent kiss descending upon her lips,

if to consume her entirely, to merge her into his

*

dawn, a speedboat, having braved the stormy

their black

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