His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 265

At Thaddeus's insistence, Jareth and Gordon transferred him to another hospital.

In the hospital room, Thaddeus lay flat on the snow-white bed, hooked to an IV drip.

Overnight, he had become dramatically haggard, but that handsome face that could turn heads was still stunning enough to make Jareth grit his teeth.

"You always cause trouble with women. I bet even when you're dead you'll be giving female ghosts a hard time. You're quite the sinner."

Jareth sat back in his chair, his arms crossed behind his head, looking at Thaddeus with an amused expression.

"You must have been drinking too much whiskey, to be talking so cold."

Thaddeus slowly opened his eyes, his dark pupils filled with annoyance as he glared at Jareth, gasping in pain. "I've coughed up a pint of blood, and you're discussing my looks? I've always been better looking than you, do you have a problem with that?"

"Hey now, I'm just trying to lighten your mood since you're stuck in bed. Isn't it better than dwelling on the heavy stuff?"

Jareth wasn't unconcerned about his health. He just didn't want to bring up the heavy topics and felt that two men lamenting was quite cringe-worthy. "Don't worry, you're not going to die. I've already arranged for the top internal medicine specialist in the country to treat you. I've even got you the best lung treatment machine, which costs a hundred grand each time it's turned on. If that doesn't work, I'll look for doctors abroad. I've got the money, and they say money can make the devil work, so what's stopping me from buying you back from the Grim Reaper?"

Thaddeus frowned, finding him noisy.

"Even if you're completely paralyzed and only your eyes can move, I'll always keep you by my side. You can be my accessory! In short, even without a wife, you still have a devoted friend. I won't abandon you!" Jareth declared boldly, patting his chest.

No wife?

Accessory?

Paralyzed?

Thaddeus's lips twitched, feeling like Jareth was subtly mocking, cursing and jinxing him.

"If you'd just shut up, we could still be friends."

Jareth's face held an awkward smile, his mood a bit heavy, but he still tried to cheer Thaddeus up. "Thad, hang in there. If anything happens to you, who else can I rely on? Your family of monsters and demons will surely consume everything you've worked for, seeing me as a juicy piece of meat!"

Thaddeus felt a slight tightness in his chest.

He recalled the moment when he coughed up blood, it felt as if all hope had vanished.

In his mind, only two faces appeared: his grandfather and Evadne.

Thaddeus took a deep breath, steadying his chaotic thoughts and softly said, "If anything happens to me, the position of CEO will ultimately fall to my brother. I was just taking his place because he was unwell. If not for that, I wouldn't be the heir to the Abernathy Group."

"You're talking nonsense! What age is it, the throne still passes to the eldest son? Even if your brother was strong and healthy, with your talent and ability, your grandfather would still choose you as the heir!" Jareth, who often watched drama series with his mother, retorted.

Thaddeus faintly smiled, feeling lucky to have such an optimistic brother in his otherwise dull life.

"Thad, why did you insist on moving hospitals? You were injured because of Evadne!"

Jareth moved closer to the bed without getting up from his chair, "This is a perfect opportunity to be together! If I were you, not only would I not move hospitals, but I would also run to Evadne's hospital room door and make a scene, better if I could cough up a pool of blood in front of her! Otherwise, how would she know how much you've sacrificed for her? Women only love bad boys, and they only feel pity for those who suffer!"

"Protecting her is what I should do. I've never thought about seeking credit for it."

Thaddeus slowly closed his eyes, feeling a dull pain in his heart. "I owe her, I'm just trying to make up for the mistakes I've made in the past three years."

"With your life?"

"Or should I pay with money? You know the financial status of the Ashbourne family, don't you?" Thaddeus raised an eyebrow.

Jareth scratched his head. He thought, "That's true, money could buy my life."

Thaddeus thought of Evadne, her pale face in his arms, and an uncontrollable pain surged in his heart.

Was she awake? Did her fever go down? Did she fracture any bones from hanging on the cliff for so long?

His mind and eyes were full of her.

Thaddeus took a deep breath, his fingers tightly clutching the bedsheet, as if suppressing some impulse that wanted to burst out from his chest.

Had he fallen for her?

Really, had he fallen for her?

Thaddeus swallowed hard, his heartbeat quickening, his breath steady, his pale, handsome face flushed.

"Huh? Thad, why are you blushing? Do you have a fever?"

Jareth hurriedly reached out to touch his forehead, but Thaddeus swatted his hand away with a smack.

"Ouch! That really hurt!"

Jareth quickly shook his hand, grinning, "You're quite strong. It seems you're doing well and your martial arts skills haven't deteriorated."

Just then, someone knocked on the door.

Before they could respond, the door was pushed open forcefully.

Gordon rushed in, quickly bowing, his mouth half-open.

Behind him, a cold, pleasing voice with a sharp edge pierced the room.