His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 342

"Evadne? What's wrong?" Avery could tell by the look on Evadne's face that something was off, and he asked with concern.

"I just realized, I never blocked Thaddeus on my phone. So how come he's on my blocked list?"

As she spoke, Evadne's piercing gaze slowly moved to Avery's innocent face.

"Evadne."

"Did you do this?"

Evadne asked bluntly, "Apart from you, I haven't met anyone privately tonight. Thaddeus told me he tried calling me all night but couldn't get through because he was on my blocked list."

Avery's hands clenched in his lap, and a cold glint flashed briefly behind his polished glasses.

"I've been thinking, and the only time I left my phone was when I went to the restroom at the restaurant we were at. So, you blocked him then, didn't you?" Evadne squinted her eyes slightly.

"Evadne, are you accusing me?" Avery's eyes were as innocent and clear as ever.

"I'm not accusing you. I'm stating facts."

It seemed he wasn't going to get any sympathy.

A massive feeling of loss descended on Avery, making it hard for him to breathe, "Evadne, I admit, I shouldn't have touched your phone. But I didn't want Thaddeus to ruin our date, and you have no idea how much I've looked forward to today. I was selfish, and no matter how I try to explain it, it's my fault. I'm sorry."

"This is the last time. It won't happen again."

Too many things had happened tonight, and Evadne simply didn't have the energy to argue with him about this, "Whatever is going on between Thaddeus and me is our business. I don't want anyone else interfering. When we divorced, I didn't even block him then, and I don't want to say goodbye to him now in such a petty and boring way. After all, we might still have to cooperate in business in the future. As long as he's dead to me, that's enough. Anything more would just prove that I haven't let go of him."

Avery, who was initially worried, brightened up at hearing this, "Evadne, have you really let him go?"

Evadne's eyes had been a deep red. She slowly nodded.

"I'm so glad, Evadne."

A wave of excitement surged through Avery, and his hands seemed to have a mind of their own, "Evadne, now that you've let go of Thaddeus, could you give me a chance to pursue you? I want to be the man standing by your side, to shelter you from the storm. I may not have been part of your past, but I want to be in your future."

"Ave, I'm not in the mood for a relationship right now. I've told you this before."

Evadne was drained, both physically and mentally, and even her breath seemed weak, "I'm too tired. I don't want to get involved in love again. I'm sorry."

"With me, you won't have to do anything. You just need to enjoy being loved."

Avery's eyes were intense, and he leaned in closer to her, his breath growing warmer, "Evadne, why don't we give it a try? Give me a chance to treat you well, okay?"

Evadne pressed her lips together, at a loss for words, "Being in a relationship isn't like online shopping. There's no seven-day return policy, okay?"

"You don't have to do anything, just let me love you and protect you."

Avery's other arm, the one not in a cast, supported him against the car window, his body looming over Evadne's. His slightly upturned eyes were filled with affection, threatening to drown her in it, "I'll always be there for you, and if you ever feel like I'm worth it, I'll be there no matter when you look back."

"Ave, thank you for saving me tonight. But please don't do something so dangerous again."

Evadne frowned, and she had a complex feeling, "I'm not someone worth risking your life for. It's not too late to cut your losses now."

Cut your losses?

Avery's hand, pale against the cold window, slowly clenched, and a hint of red appeared in the corners of his eyes.

These words were far more damaging and humiliating than a simple "I don't like you."

"Everyone's love is precious. I don't want you to end up like me."

All love, in the end, was a mistake.

When Thaddeus returned to the car, it was already late into the night.

Gordon had bought a hot coffee from a 24-hour supermarket across the park, and when he handed it to Thaddeus, he noticed that Thaddeus's hands were completely frozen, unable to even hold the coffee.

He felt a pang in his heart, and he turned up the car's heating to the max, took off his coat to wrap around Thaddeus, who was chilled to the bone, and put the hot coffee in Thaddeus's lap.

"Mr. Thaddeus, there's a hospital nearby. We should go and get your hands checked. They're all cracked from the cold."

"How'd they do it." Thaddeus stared at his phone, his voice as cold and mechanical as ever.

Gordon was taken aback, "Mr. Thaddeus, what did you say?"

"The photos were on my phone. No one touched it. I didn't touch it. How were they deleted?" Thaddeus enunciated each word, biting them out from between his teeth.

"Could it be a virus on your phone?"