His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 1042

Cassius?

About...Cassius? The things he could never possibly know?

Every word was like a seductive poppy, blooming wildly, making his head spin, addicting, impossible to resist.

And all because he loved him. Loved him so deeply it was almost pathetic.

And that love—it was the easiest way for the other man to hurt him.

"How long will this take? I need to get home. It's my partner's birthday." Chasel finally relented, his voice flat but tense.

"Not long."

The other man's eyes, shadowed and unreadable, flicked sideways as he gestured with a single hand, "Come on. My car's this way."

A black sedan tore through the winter night, headlights slicing through the darkness, neon signs and Christmas lights blurring past the windows.

Chasel sat in the passenger seat, clutching a bouquet of white roses. His gaze flickered nervously to the passing city, uncertainty written all over his face.

The man behind the wheel kept stealing glances at him-a face that was almost too handsome for a guy, striking, impossible to ignore.

"What's your name?" Chasel pressed again, frustrated by how little he knew about this stranger.

Not knowing anything about him made Chasel feel exposed, unsafe.

The man's gaze lingered, then he looked back at the road, knuckles whitening on the steering wheel. "Ian."

mouthed the name, then pressed on, "You know Cassius? How do you

ignored him, kept his eyes forward,

front of a run-down house. The place looked abandoned-yard overgrown,

with a faded charm he found himself

passenger door for him. Chasel hesitated. Maybe he should've bailed

Chasel followed, curiosity edging out his nerves. "What

voice cold. "What, Cassius never mentioned he had a house

widened. "You mean... this place is Cassius's? Why let it

heavy front door. "Because something happened. After that, this place meant

stick of furniture was shrouded in white sheets. The air was chilly, heavy with dust and memories; the whole house felt

a doctor, was a bit of a neat freak, but here, the dust didn't bother

in the

that turned out to be a private

Cassius loved

setup in their own place back

on the big leather couch, wrapped in a blanket, Chasel tucked against Cassius's chest

romantic comedies.

room was almost

tell me?" Chasel's patience was ragged. He checked his watch.

a crooked, unsettling smile.

answer. "I know Cassius does. I have a rare film

switch. The screen flared to

filled the air

voice was Cassius's.

man he didn't know, but the