His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 302

Evadne could feel Thaddeus’s every hot, heavy breath against her neck, as warm as a flame flickering against her porcelain skin.

A blush spread across her cheeks where his breath had touched.

“Thaddeus! Are you out of your mind? What on earth are you talking about? Thaddeus!”

Sweat soaked through the thin fabric of his pyjamas, wetting not only his clothes but also Evadne’s.

Thaddeus was delirious with fever, his mind foggy and his body racked with pain as if it were falling apart.

All he could think of was to hold onto the woman he loved. No matter how degrading or shameless it seemed, he just couldn’t bear to let go.

“Evadne, don’t leave me. Don’t hate me.”

His wet face buried in her shoulder, his choked voice was heartbreaking to hear.

Evadne felt the heat on her shoulder, unsure if it was his sweat or his tears.

In an instant, a wave of pain spread from her trembling heart to every nerve, slowly binding her heart.

She thought, "Thaddeus, you have never been this humble in front of me. When I was crying, betting all my pride begging you not to divorce me, not to leave me, you mercilessly threw the divorce papers in front of me, forcing me to cut all ties with you, acting high and mighty, like a cold and detached deity."

Evadne watched his pitiful state, biting her lip, her eyes reddening, “Thaddeus, are you delirious? What nonsense are you talking about?”

“It’s not nonsense. It’s the truth.”

Thaddeus shook his head stubbornly, beads of sweat rolling down his handsome face, “Evadne, I love you.”

Evadne’s eyes widened.

She stiffened her neck, appearing calm, but her ears were flushed red.

With the last bit of strength, he raised his head and gently touched her face.

His eyes were filled with deep love and longing, blurred yet touching.

“Evadne, I know what I’m saying. I’m saying I love you. Only you.”

The next second, Thaddeus lost consciousness and collapsed heavily onto her.

“Ugh, damn it! Why does this have to happen here? You’re so heavy!”

Evadne’s eyes widened in panic and annoyance, her fists clenched, ready to punch him in the back.

But remembering his injuries, she released her grip and gently placed her hand on his soaked back, sighing softly.

“Should have known better. Thaddeus, loving you is too painful, let’s both just move on.”

Jareth and Gordon arrived at the villa at the same time.

Although Gordon sometimes acted like a hot-blooded young man, he was still the Chief Secretary of the Abernathy Group and was good at reading the room.

He noticed that Mr. Jareth’s expression was very bad, very bad indeed.

“Mr. Gordon, how’s your boss doing?” Jareth asked anxiously.

“He vomited blood twice and has a high fever.”

Gordon remembered Thaddeus’ painful state from the night before, his heart aching as if he wished he could take the pain for him.

“How the hell did this happen? Damn it!” Jareth’s eyes were bloodshot, his fists clenched.

“I’ve informed Mrs. Abernathy. Mr. Thaddeus has been taking the medicine Mrs. Abernathy gave him and has gotten much better. I’m sure Mrs. Abernathy will have a solution!” Gordon didn’t have any better ideas, so he could only place all his hopes on Evadne.

At that moment, Jareth noticed the black Bugatti parked at the entrance, recognizing it as Evadne’s car.

He pondered for a moment, his eyes narrowing, “Wait, let’s not rush in.”

“Huh?” Gordon looked confused.

“They rarely have time alone together. Let them have a moment.”

If he didn’t help out his friend at this time, what kind of friend would he be?

Thaddeus, who was nearly six-foot-three, collapsed on the floor, moving him back to the room was like moving a mountain.

Thankfully, there was an elevator in the villa, and Evadne, with much effort, dragged Thaddeus’s body back to the room like moving a corpse. By the time she helped him onto the bed, her dress was soaked with sweat from both of them.

“You’re so heavy! I really want to dismember you!”

Evadne was panting from the effort, but she had no time to rest. She quickly ran into the bathroom, soaked a towel in cold water, and brought it back to cool Thaddeus down.

After finishing, she sat on the edge of the bed, too tired to move.

“You’re really something, causing all this trouble with your high fever. Do you know how troublesome you are?”

Evadne looked at Thaddeus, who was delirious with fever, her tone cold, but her heart was filled with unease.

After all, it was because of her that he was in this state.

“Evadne.” Thaddeus’s eyes were tightly closed, his long lashes trembling, even his sleep-talking was filled with affection for her.

“Alright, alright, stop moaning like a ghost. I’m here.”

Evadne muttered to herself, pouting her lips, “If I knew there would be so much trouble, I would have sent Jason instead, so I wouldn’t have to deal with your mess. Just rest.”

Evadne was about to get up to look for some fever-reducing medicine.

Suddenly, Thaddeus opened his eyes, which were red from the fever, and quickly grabbed her wrist.

Evadne’s face changed, she struggled, “When did you wake up? Or did you never faint? You tricked me, didn’t you?”