His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Ever since that day Thaddeus collapsed unexpectedly at the hospital, he'd been running on empty for three days straight. His energy was shot; he looked hollowed out and run-down.

During the company's morning board meeting, he'd actually zoned out in front of everyone at one point, he nearly nodded off at the table. As for the evening social events and business dinners, he canceled them all, choosing instead to head straight back to Windermere Estate, always with Gordon trailing close behind.

Gordon's anxiety was written all over his face. "Mr. Thaddeus, you really don't look well. Shouldn't you see a doctor?"

"Who would I even go to?"

Thaddeus felt sluggish, his head pounding and his body chilled, a dull ache radiating through him. "Dr. Bright's disappeared. Who else could possibly help me?"

Gordon sighed, sounding like a worried old father. "But if you keep ignoring this and things get worse, what then? After today's meeting, the other executives were whispering behind your back. The rumors are already starting... if word gets out

"I'm not sick."

Thaddeus's voice was rough, his jaw clenched as he forced down the wave of discomfort. "I know my own body better than anyone."

Gordon just bowed his head, frustration written in every line of his posture. These days, Mr. Thaddeus wouldn't listen to reason at all. He was more stubborn-and more withdrawn-than ever.

father and son sipping tea and sharing a warm, easy laugh. The atmosphere was light

greeted him with

Thaddeus's expression was cool, but exhaustion flickered in his

put his body and mind through hell, suffered every kind of injury for Ilana over the years. He'd always toughed it out, never once letting himself slip into this kind

with concern. "Thaddeus, are you feeling all right? You look

fine," Thaddeus

crisp white pantsuit, carrying a tray of carefully sliced fruit.

approached, Thaddeus's gaze

a gentle smile, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear in

looked away, cold and

split second, irritation

closer; at the very least, she'd expected some progress. But it seemed they were stuck exactly where

warned her not

With him, you had to be patient

not well, you need to see a doctor. Don't ignore your health-letting it drag on could make things worse," Frederic said, his concern laced with authority. "You're the CEO of Abernathy Group If something were