His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 266

The normally defiant and rebellious Thaddeus was surprisingly docile, his movements as compliant as a filleted fish in a frying pan, flipping over at the slightest nudge.

Evadne raised an eyebrow at his compliance, her rosy lips pressed into a thin line.

His broad and muscular back was exposed to her, each sinew and muscle clearly visible.

The sight of a large bruise on his back caused her pupils to contract in shock. Despite her effort to maintain her composure, the sight caused a painful twinge in her heart.

When Evadne fell silent, Thaddeus thought she was startled. He attempted to turn around, only to be firmly stopped by her.

"Hold still, let me take a look," she ordered.

"The doctor said it'll fade with time," Thaddeus replied in a low soothing voice, sounding more like he was comforting her than discussing his own injuries.

"Do I look like I can't see?" Evadne retorted, her tone sharp and cold.

Caught off guard by her retort, Thaddeus gave a sigh of exasperation. "I never realized how fiery you could be when we were together. You've sure got a bite, and you're gutsy."

"I used to pretend all the time. Pretending to please you," Evadne replied. Her long lashes cast a shadow over her eyes as her fingers traced the scars on his back. Her voice was icy cold as she continued, "I thought if I was gentle and caring, you would eventually warm up to me. But when I saw your true colors, I backed off. I didn't need to pretend anymore. Looking back, I was so foolish. I made a fool of myself for a man who would never love me. It wasn't worth it."

Thaddeus's breath hitched, a bitter taste lingering on his tongue. He had been blind, obsessed with his own insecurities.

"Evadne."

"Turn around," Evadne cut him off.

"The doctor already checked me."

"I don't trust anyone else, only myself. Turn around." Evadne's voice held a detached tone, her eyes filled with a stoic acceptance of life and death.

Thaddeus was a bit confused, but he did as she asked.

Their eyes locked as he turned.

Evadne's heart skipped a beat at the sight of his chiseled abs. The man was a scoundrel, but his physique was undeniably attractive.

She steadied her heart and began to check his legs, arms, and abdomen.

Thaddeus watched her, his heart pounding as he saw the determination in her eyes.

At that moment, he desperately wanted to confirm something.

"You're lucky to have a soldier's physique. There's no serious injury, but the bruise on your back still needs to be attended to. My friend Suri's family just developed a new medicine for external injuries. I'll ask her for some and have it sent over," Evadne said, her hand gently rubbing the area around his ribcage.

Suddenly, her hand was caught in his grip. Thaddeus placed her warm hand on his chest.

Evadne was taken aback, her heart pounding. "What are you doing?"

He looked at her, his gaze piercing and his breath heavy. "Don't you need to check here too?"

"No, let go!" Evadne said, struggling against him.

But Thaddeus was stronger, pulling her towards him. Their bodies pressed against each other, their body heat mingling.

The next moment, his uninjured hand wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer.

"Thaddeus."

Before she could finish, he silenced her with a kiss. His lips moved against hers, taking her breath away. Her soft whimper echoed in the silence of the room.

Her fingers curled into his chest, leaving faint scratch marks on his skin.

Embarrassed and flustered, Evadne bit his lip in retaliation.

Thaddeus didn't flinch, instead holding her even closer.

The taste of blood filled their mouths.

Thaddeus didn't let her go until she was almost out of breath.

They both were panting heavily, beads of sweat dotting their foreheads. Thaddeus's lower lip was bruised from her bite.

"Thaddeus, just because you saved me doesn't mean you can do whatever you want!" Evadne shouted, her cheeks flushed and her breath ragged.

"You said it yourself," Thaddeus said quietly, touching his injured lip. "You said you owed me a favor. And as long as it wasn't too much, you would do it."

"Isn't this too much?" Evadne cried, her voice choked with tears. "When will you let me go? We're divorced, remember? You were the one who kicked me out!"

"Then, I regret it." Thaddeus's voice was hoarse, and his eyes were moist. "I regret it all."

He wasn't like Evadne, who could laugh when she wanted to, cry when she felt like it, live freely, and express her emotions at will.