His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 331

Once Thaddeus fell in love with Evadne, he understood something.

Evadne was like a coconut, often presenting a stern face to him, her outer shell seemingly impenetrable. Yet, inside, she was soft, genuine, and kind-hearted.

He had nothing left to attract her with, so he shamelessly persisted, clinging to her, cherishing every moment he could get.

Before, it was her who would go out of her way to spend time alone with him, making every second count.

Now, it was his turn to suffer.

In the end, Evadne couldn't bring herself to leave the hospital room and reluctantly decided to stay.

"Don't get me wrong. I'm not staying because of your pleas, but because I promised Grandpa and Marilla," Evadne said, steadying her emotions and sitting up from the bedside. "I'll sleep next door tonight. If you need me, give me a call."

Thaddeus, his dark eyes deep, quickly grabbed her soft hand. "Evadne, sleep here tonight."

"The couch isn't comfortable. I can't sleep on it," Evadne tried to pull her hand away, but he wouldn't let go.

"We'll sleep on the bed," Thaddeus's voice was low, as if he was coaxing her.

"Thaddeus, do you have a hard time saying anything nice?" Evadne wished she had a tape measure in her pocket to measure the extent of his shamlessness!

"Don't get me wrong, Evadne. I won't force you if you don't want to. Although I really want to."

In between his words, Thaddeus couldn't help but emit a fiery warmth from his tall and upright frame, leaning towards her.

Want to? Go to hell!

"Stinky, stay away from me!"

Evadne recoiled, pinching her nose with her other hand. "I don't want to sleep in the same room as you. I might pass out from the smell in the middle of the night."

"Stinky? It's not that bad."

Thaddeus grabbed his own shirt to sniff. "Back when I was in the military, conditions were harsh in the camp and I couldn't shower for a week. I was much stinkier then. When I returned to the Abernathy Group, I could shower every day. I was a bit uncomfortable at first."

Evadne's eyes trembled slightly.

She knew his past and the hardships he had been through. Apart from him, she was the one who understood him the most.

She didn't despise him. She was just hesitant. Even though he seemed more genuine towards her now, she couldn't convince herself to take a step closer to him.

She once admired him, running towards him without looking back, like a moth to a flame. But when all her love and passion were mercilessly extinguished by him, her heart turned to ashes and it was extremely difficult to reignite.

"Evadne, I could wipe myself down. Just wait for me."

Thaddeus, afraid that the young lady would find him repulsive and refuse to share a room with him, made a move to get out of bed to clean up.

"You can't get wet now. Don't fuss. Just be stinky."

Evadne pried Thaddeus's fingers open one by one, her long eyelashes trembling. "I'll go wash up."

Thaddeus was actually quite weak, but he didn't want to show his vulnerable side in front of the woman he loved. He was quite a traditionalist in some respects, believing that women should be protected by men and that men should stand tall and protect their women.

But it was just a blow to the head, he had almost been shot to pieces by a machine gun before. Why was he so weak now?

It was too embarrassing in front of Evadne.

At this moment, he leaned against the head of the bed, listening to the sound of running water from the bathroom.

It had been a long time since he had felt such peace and tranquility, such simple happiness.

Suddenly, a sour feeling welled up in Thaddeus's eyes, and he clenched his fists into the sheets.

He remembered the times when they were still married, he never had patience for her. When she took a bath, he thought she was too slow. When she did her skincare routine, he thought it was too bothersome. When she prepared a table full of delicious food, he only thought she was wasting time.

Those mundane scenes of their life together flashed before his eyes, and each one was like a dagger to his heart.

The bathroom door opened.

Evadne came out, her long hair wrapped in a white towel. Her clear and delicate face was flushed and covered in a thin layer of steam.

Thaddeus's pupils contracted slightly at the sight of her young, beautiful, and radiant face. His throat bobbed nervously.

"You look better without makeup."

"Enough. We had this conversation before. Stop repeating yourself."

Evadne covered her head with the towel and sat down on the couch with a grumpy expression. "Also, if you can't compliment someone, don't force yourself. What do you mean I look better without makeup? I always look good. I'm absolutely stunning. I'm a goddess."

"Yes, you're a goddess."

Thaddeus gazed at her adoringly, like a man enchanted by the moon. "I've always thought you were very beautiful."

"Always? How long?"

"When you were my wife, I thought you were very beautiful then," the man's voice was incredibly sincere.

"Thaddeus, listen to what you're saying, do you even believe yourself?"

Evadne curled her lips in disdain. "If you really thought I was beautiful, would you have ignored me for three years?"

Thaddeus didn't dare to speak anymore. The more he said, the more mistakes he would make.

He would have to slowly win her over. After all, he now knew that her heart wasn't made of stone, but a coconut.

Everything would get better, they could mend their relationship.

"I'm tired. You should go to sleep too."

Evadne stretched like a little cat, about to lie down on the couch.

A knock on the door interrupted her. "Mr. Thaddeus, have you and Mrs. Abernathy gone to bed yet?" Gordon asked respectfully.

Evadne frowned, about to answer when Thaddeus spoke first, "No, come in."

The door opened, and with a lot of grunting and puffing.

Gordon and two bodyguards, sweating profusely, carried a gigantic bed into the room!

It was so big that it barely fit through the door, and it took a lot of effort to get it inside.

"Mr. Thaddeus, I've bought the bed you ordered for Mrs. Abernathy!" Gordon huffed and puffed as he wiped the sweat off his brow.

"Thank you. Just put it down," Thaddeus nodded.

Evadne had been brought up in a life of luxury and could tell at a glance that the bed Thaddeus had bought for her was identical to the one at her home, valued at two hundred thousand dollars!

"Thaddeus, what are you up to?"

"You can't sleep on the couch, and you don't want to sleep in my bed, so I guess I'll have to buy another one," Thaddeus said, his tone as mild as a summer breeze.

She wouldn't sleep well, and it would bother him.

Evadne was irritated by his presumption. She got up and went over to the large bed, balling her fists and punching it.