His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 379

With a shattering sound.

Evadne's heart tightened, and in her shock, the picture frame slipped from her grasp, shattering on the floor.

The shards of glass cut into her smooth ankle, the tiny wound seeping a few droplets of blood.

"Why are you here?"

A deep, magnetic voice echoed from behind her, piercing through her slender form.

Evadne didn't turn around, her voice cold and distant, "Sorry to disturb you. I'll be leaving soon."

Thaddeus watched from behind as she moved, draped in his oversized shirt. In the soft lamplight, her petite figure appeared both alluring and vulnerable. It was a sight that tugged at his instinct to pull her into his arms and protect her.

His throat tightened, an unbearable dryness settling in.

Earlier, he had suddenly woken from a deep sleep, a cold sweat drenching his skin.

His immediate reaction was to reach for Evadne, only to find her side of the bed empty.

However, her clothes still lay strewed on the floor, even her high heels were there, indicating she was still somewhere in the villa. It was only then that his heart settled, and he quickly got out of bed to find her.

The passionate night they had spent together was still fresh in his mind. Each kiss, each intense moment had left a deep imprint on his heart.

But he had forgotten how he lost control. Had he gone too far?

Had he hurt her to the extent that she could barely resist?

A wave of guilt washed over him, and Thaddeus' dark eyes reddened slightly as he took a step towards her.

Just then, Evadne abruptly turned around and tried to walk past him.

Pupils contracted, Thaddeus acted swiftly, gripping her arm to prevent her from leaving.

"Don't go."

"You have no right to stop me."

"We had sex."

With his arm around her, Thaddeus pulled her closer.

His gaze was sharp and unyielding as he stared into her icy eyes. He uttered word by word, "Evadne, I said we had sex. Don't you have anything to say about that?"

"No. I don't."

Avoiding his intense gaze, Evadne's reply was equally firm, "Let go."

"Evadne, I'm not the type to take things lightly. Although we're divorced now, about last night, I will take responsibility." Thaddeus' eyes were sincere, his grip on her wrist tightening.

"It was just a one-night stand. We are adults, and we should be responsible for our choices."

With a cold laugh, Evadne forcefully pulled her wrist free from his grasp. Her tone was mocking, "In the future, Mr. Abernathy, you should be more careful, to avoid being manipulated by others."

"Evadne!" Thaddeus' heart felt like it had been stabbed. He gripped her shoulders in an incredibly tight way.

"Don't touch me! Get away!"

Evadne's hands clenched into fists, as she pounded against his bare chest. Her furious shouts were laced with a hint of tears, causing a painful stab in his heart.

Was she crying?

Was it because he had hurt her?

Thaddeus' breath hitched, and despite her emotional outburst, he wrapped his arms around her tightly.

Evadne didn't even realize she was crying.

Why was she crying? There was nothing to feel distressed about.

Was it because Thaddeus had hurt her, or was it because Thaddeus still hadn't dealt with his past with Acacia?

Clearly, the latter was far more distressing.

No matter how much she struggled, Thaddeus held her firmly, refusing to let go.

"I will take responsibility for you, I will."

"I don't need your responsibility. I just want you to let me go."

Evadne's tears fell onto his shoulder, their heat almost branding him, "Thaddeus, I hate you. I despise you. Don't touch me!"

"Who else can I touch if not you?" Thaddeus' voice was hoarse, trembling slightly.

"Thaddeus, if you want to take responsibility. why did you divorce me? Why didn't you say these words back then?"

"What?" The man looked stunned.

"When you should have taken responsibility, you pushed me away. Now that I don't need your responsibility, why can't you just leave me alone!"

Taking advantage of his momentary shock, Evadne bit down hard on his arm, wishing she could tear his flesh off.

Thaddeus winced in pain, his grip loosening slightly. Seizing the opportunity, Evadne slipped from his grasp and fled from the room.

Thaddeus was left standing there, her words echoing in his mind.

Suddenly, he remembered the pristine sheets in their bedroom, causing his heart to clench.

Evadne was not a woman who would give herself away lightly. They had been married for three years, and as far as he knew, they had never consummated their marriage. Was it possible that last night was their first time? But there was no blood stain on the sheet.

"Why didn't you say these words back then?"

Thaddeus' eyes widened in horror as realization dawned on him.

Could it be possible that he had slept with her while they were still married?

But why couldn't he remember anything?

How was it possible that he didn’t remember a thing?!

Thaddeus felt as if he had been frozen solid, unable to move. He stood there in a trance; it took a long while for him to regain his senses. He covered his chest, where his heart pounded wildly.