His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 1059

Maybe it was age catching up with him, or just a slower mind, but for a moment, he couldn’t find a single word to refute it.

Thaddeus stood tall and straight, unshakable as a snow-capped mountain, an icy chill radiating from his very presence.

Yet, something in those words pierced him deep inside. His fingers, hanging at his sides, curled ever so slightly.

Watching Thaddeus remain unmoved, Hamilton slumped back into the sofa, eyes full of disappointment.

How could everything just end up right back where it started?

If even he couldn’t accept this outcome, how was Ilana supposed to bear it?

Frederic’s voice broke the silence, deep and steady. “Thaddeus, you still have a meeting this morning. It’s time to go.”

Without a word, Thaddeus turned on his heel and strode out, every step crisp and sure.

……

Evadne was still recovering. She slept fitfully through the entire morning, missing both breakfast and lunch, lost in a haze.

It was late afternoon before she finally woke.

Seeing her oldest brother, Arnold, and Aaron all keeping watch by her bedside, the heart that Thaddeus had left so cold was suddenly warmed.

“Evadne, are you feeling any better?” Cassius’s voice was hoarse as he gently squeezed her frail, almost skeletal hand.

She gazed at her brother’s handsome face, now etched with exhaustion and sorrow that seemed to have aged him overnight. Her heart ached for him.

“What about you, Cassius? Are you holding up?” she asked softly.

“I’m fine,” he managed, forcing a stiff smile.

But he was anything but fine—he was a wreck.

“Cassius, leave things here to the rest of us. Go get a plane ticket to M Country and bring your wife home!” Arnold clapped a large hand on his brother’s shoulder. “You two love each other. After everything you’ve been through, I refuse to believe a few harsh words could really tear you apart.”

Cassius closed his heavy eyelids and shook his head.

He knew all too well—this mistake he’d made was unforgivable.

Chasel, so proud and self-respecting, had gone so far as to hurt herself just to cut him out of her life completely. She was truly done with him.

Could he really win her back…?

Could it be…?

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

Arnold hurried over, and the moment he opened it, his face fell.

“Mr. Chad?”

“Arnold.” Chad sat in his wheelchair, a thermal lunch box resting on his lap. He lifted his chin with a faint, unhurried smile. “Is Ms. Evadne awake?”

Arnold’s eyes narrowed with a hint of suspicion. “Did you need something?”

Chad’s smile was mild but persistent. “I brought some homemade soup and sides. It’s light and nourishing—good for recovery.”

“That’s not necessary, my sister—”

But before he could finish, a gentle voice called from the bed.

“Is that Mr. Chad? Let him in, please.” Evadne’s words drifted softly across the room.