His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 334

Across the street from the K Group.

Avery leaned against the door of his sports car, hands tucked in his trousers, standing in the golden residual glow of the sunset, staring at the entrance of the K Group with a somber gaze.

These days, he had been waiting.

He was waiting for Evadne to reach out to him, even if they couldn't meet, a simple message would suffice.

But his hopes were in vain, indirectly confirming one thing.

The woman he deeply loved, simply didn't have a place for him in her heart.

Yet, he was certain that Evadne still held a place for Thaddeus. It was only the nightmare of divorce that lay between them. She just didn't want to admit she still had feelings for Thaddeus.

At this thought, Avery's gaze darkened as he adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses. His whole body seemed to radiate a chilling, icy aura that even the brilliant light couldn't penetrate.

“Ave.”

Hearing the sweet call, Avery's gloom dissipated, his smile as warm as a breeze.

“Evadne, you finally came.”

Evadne walked briskly to him, her hands behind her back, tilting her head to look at him, “Huh? Finally? Have you been waiting long? Haven't you just arrived?”

Her demeanor was that of a cheerful and radiant young girl, the same as the girl who saved him from the darkness fifteen years ago.

Every time he saw her, he couldn't take his burning gaze off her beautiful face, even though he was not the type of man to lust after beauty.

“I've been waiting for a long time, ever since we last met at Myra's birthday party. I've been looking forward to seeing you.” Avery's smile was tinged with a hint of bitterness, coupled with his slightly pale face, it gave off a pitiful sense of brokenness.

Evadne paused.

She then remembered that she had left in a hurry that day, without saying a proper goodbye to him and Mrs. Chambers.

It was indeed rude.

“I'm sorry about that day. You must know about the trouble that happened. It was a mess. I was worried about my family.”

“Evadne, you should apologize to me.” Avery suddenly turned serious.

Evadne was taken aback, “Huh?”

“You had such a big problem. Why didn't you ask for my help?”

Avery stepped closer to her, his low voice husky with reproach, “Evadne, don't you trust me? Do you think I can't help you?”

“Ave, I didn't mean that.”

“I just hate that I was a step late that day. I wasn't as fast as Thaddeus, otherwise, I could have been the first one to protect you.” Avery's breath deepened, his heartache evident in his dark eyes.

“No, no. That hit with the iron rod was pretty brutal, nearly split my head in two.”

Evadne waved her hands frantically, feeling suffocated whenever she saw his eyes, “It's okay if Thaddeus takes the hit, Mr. Avery. You don't need to join in.”

“Why can he, but not me? Do you think only Thaddeus can protect you?” Avery's eyes reddened, his voice strained.

Evadne leaned back slightly, taken aback by his reaction, “That's not what I meant. I also don't want you to get hurt. Why do you insist on getting hurt? Even for me, it's not okay.”

A rare warmth surged in Avery's heart, his eyes soft as he looked at her, “Evadne, do you care about me?”

Evadne's heart skipped a beat.

Those words reminded her of what happened between her and Thaddeus.

After their divorce, Thaddeus would often ask such silly questions, to which she'd always respond with sharp words, leaving him battered and bruised.

But, deep, deep down, there would still be a faint, constant pain.

However, when Avery asked her this, she felt surprisingly calm. This, in contrast, highlighted that Thaddeus, indeed, held a slightly more important place in her heart.

“I just feel that if it were you, I might not have been able to save you. Then you wouldn't be the hero saving the damsel, just causing me trouble.”

Evadne quickly came up with an excuse, “Thaddeus has a unique bone structure. His physical fitness is better than most, so his chances of survival from the surgery are significantly higher. If it were you, I might not have been able to save you. Wouldn't you then blame me for the rest of your life?”

Avery's smile faded, a heaviness settling in his heart.

“Oh, by the way, welcome to Skyrim. How about I treat you to dinner tonight?” Evadne invited with a smile, she couldn't let him make the trip for nothing.

“Evadne, come back to Elmsworth with me. Let's have dinner in Elmsworth.”

Avery's eyes suddenly lit up, “And, I want to take you somewhere. I think you'll really like it.”

Evadne pondered for a moment, then gently nodded.

It wasn't that she really wanted to go to that place, but she was busy returning to Elmsworth to meet with Aaron, to investigate who had framed Myra. Either way, she had to go back.

Evadne insisted on treating Avery to dinner, and Avery wasn't shy about accepting, requesting to go to the same restaurant they had visited for their first dinner together.

The meal was pleasant enough, though Evadne's thoughts were preoccupied, a trace of worry visible in her eyes.

“Has Myra's situation not been resolved yet?” Avery took a sip of his tea, asking with concern.

“That thug is still in the detention center. He admitted to all his crimes.” Evadne's voice was low, her hand gripping the teacup tightly.

“Do you have a direction for the investigation?”

Avery suddenly asked this, causing Evadne to wince, “Why do you ask? Do you have any ideas?”

The man merely smiled, his long fingers swiping across his phone screen, quickly pressing a few keys.