His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 998

The morning sun warmed the entirety of Rose Island, its delicate white sands shimmering with an enchanting golden glow.

However, in Evadne's bedroom, where she lay, the windows were shrouded with luxurious, thick velvet curtains, blocking out all traces of daylight and plunging the room into darkness.

Such an environment was a haven for someone who had been tossing and turning all night, so exhausted that sleeping till the end of the world seemed plausible.

Yet, Avery found himself waking up early.

Plagued by nightmares, he woke up drenched in a cold sweat.

As he opened his eyes, his face was ashen, and his trembling hand hurriedly reached for the warmth beside him.

Feeling Evadne's soft, warm body, he finally let out a sigh of relief, struggling to sit up in bed.

The bed was a mess, but not from a night of passion-it was a testament to Evadne's violent struggle the night before.

In the end, he had restrained himself, not taking what wasn't freely given.

Avery leaned weakly against the headboard, gazing at the beautiful, delicate face of the woman sleeping beside him. A smile of contentment and happiness played at his dry, pale lips as he gently stroked her beloved face.

Lingering, reluctant to let go.

He hummed softly, a rough and gravelly voice singing a love song in an awkward accent, a song he adored, meant for her ears alone.

chest felt tight with unspoken emotions, each note he sang

Evadne couldn't hear him.

he didn't sing to her now,

Avery whispered, leaning in

to call her "Mrs.

he couldn't bring himself to say

even though they had gone through the motions of a

couldn't lie to

knock at the door broke the silence, and a servant entered, carrying a

it's time for your

managed to suppress a gasp upon seeing a stark, crimson gash across Avery's chest, the plate nearly

"It's nothing," Avery dismissed.

raw, possibly even

lowered his gaze putting on his gold-rimmed glasses with an air of indifference. His eyes were bloodshot, his expression weary

of painkillers, swallowing them

an adrenaline shot with practiced

be told, it was the pain that

a

"Avery."

deep voice called

the source, finding Hans' tall, imposing

dream is over. Thaddeus