His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 422

In less than half a month's time, Thaddeus had gone from being critically injured to regaining consciousness.

Most people would not have made it past the emergency room, and even if they did barely survive, it was probable that they would be in a coma for one and two months, or even more. According to Chasel’s analysis, Thaddeus' inherent physical strength and his previous long time military training played a significant role in his survival and recovery.

The next morning, Evadne accompanied Thaddeus for a comprehensive medical check-up.

Throughout the process, Thaddeus was as docile as a child who was led by his mother to a doctor's appointment, following Evadne's instructions without any complaints.

"Have you ever seen Evadne like this before? Full of maternal warmth. I feel like I should bow down to her in salute," Elvis said, his eyes filled with envy as he watched Evadne tuck Thaddeus who was sitting in a wheelchair into a blanket.

"Unfortunately, once she finds a man, her brothers become as significant as forgotten dolls in the attic." Elvis continued, "Evadne won't even spare a glance for us now."

"Well, can't blame her. Who wouldn't feel for a man like Thaddeus?" Jareth retorted, taking his chance to mock Elvis, "Perhaps if you mutilate yourself, Evadne might shift her attention back to you."

"I’m Evadne’s brother. I grew up with Evadne! I have been there for her since childhood, made toys for her, tied her shoelaces, cleaned up after her meals, and took the blame for her mischief!" Elvis exclaimed, growing more frustrated, "And Thaddeus just came along and stole her away from us. Why should we compete for her attention with him?"

"Because Evadne loves him." Jareth replied nonchalantly while yawning, "You better accept this fact, Elvis. No one can break them apart now after what they’ve gone through."

"Elvis, you’re not a petulant kid. Stop being like one," Cassius and Chasel approached them, their silhouettes illuminated by the soft morning sunlight.

"Mr. Fairhaven is right. You will have to admit Thaddeus is your future brother-in-law. Unless Evadne decides never to marry, you won't have another brother-in-law in this lifetime."

They were of same gender, yet they seemed a match for each other in Elvis and Jareth’s eyes. One was wild and alluring, the other refined and reticent; One looked charming and steadfast, the other attractive and gentle.

It was a shame that Chasel was a man. If he were a woman, they surely were a perfect match.

“You just wait and see!” Elvis was fuming, “In the future, Thaddeus must marry into the Ashbourne family.”

“Well? Sounds absolutely great.” Jareth spoke on his friend’s behalf, “The Ashbourne family have nine kids and Chairman Emeric has three wives. Even so, he’s able to support your daily life without difficulty. Adding Thad wouldn’t hurt.”

Chasel dissolved into laughter, “You seem to be more eager than your friend himself when it comes to getting married.”

Hearing that, Cassius gazed at this charming company next to him. As if they had mutual affinity, Chasel looked over, their gazes met unexpectedly.

Cassius pretended to be unruffled, though his heart fluttered unwittingly; his dry throat exposed his nervousness anyway.

“So sweet, huh? Wait until Thaddeus marries into our family, I’ll order him to cook for us, wash dishes and do the formalities every day he wakes up. Not only that, their kids would be surnamed Ashbourne instead!” Elvis exclaimed in frustration.

“That’s just a slight to Thad. Only let him cook? You should make him wash your feet and give you massage,” Jareth couldn’t help feeling thrilled, as if he had already pictured Thaddeus future life in the Ashbourne family.

Meanwhile, Evadne finished Thaddeus' check-up and rolled him over to the group.

"What are you guys laughing about? You're not gossiping about us, are you?" Evadne asked suspiciously, gazing at Jareth and Elvis. Luckily, Arnold wasn’t there; otherwise, it’d be a boisterous scene.

"Oh, how dare I mock the beloved Thaddeus?" Elvis replied enviously.

"Enough, Elvis," Cassius warned.

Evadne sighed helplessly, "Elvis, I can already imagine what my future sister-in-law will have to face. If she even looks at another man, will you be sulking all day?"

"Sulk all day? I will make her bedridden for three days!"

The rest was rendered speechless.

Watching the bickering siblings, Thaddeus couldn't help but smile. If it happened before, he’d also get jealous; but now, he wouldn’t. He knew that this was their way of expressing their affection for Evadne and that he needed to adjust, understand, and integrate into this dynamic.

People often lost themselves in love; he thought he was on his way there."

“You are all here.”

The group turned around to see Darcy and his wife approached them, hand in hand, looking like newlyweds.

"Finally, we're all safe and sound. It's nice to see everyone together." Debby looked at Thaddeus, who looked well under her sister’s care, and let out a relieved smile, "How are you feeling, Mr. Abernathy?"

"Much better. I'm planning to leave the hospital tomorrow and go home with Evadne," Thaddeus replied politely.

"Tomorrow? Are you out of your mind?" Evadne interjected, giving Thaddeus' shoulder a gentle squeeze, "Even though the doctor said you're recovering well and your blood count is improving, you're not ready to be discharged yet. You need to stay for at least another week!"

Thaddeus tenderly placed his palm atop her hand, lightly caressing it, "Eden's hiding out in Elmsworth. I need to go back, root him out. If we delay, more problems may arise. And then there's Ward. We need to interrogate him and get him to give up Elspeth. There are so many important things waiting to be done. My health is the least of my worries."

Their actions weren't overly intimate, but anyone watching would feel as though their souls were intertwined.

"You can't just push yourself like this, Thaddeus. Your health is vital! Don't you understand how much I would feel worried?"

A bitter taste of guilt rose in Thaddeus' throat. He tightly held her small hand, unwilling to let go.

He knew what she wanted to say. Even if she didn't say it, he knew.

"Thaddeus, revenge is a dish best served cold. You should focus on getting better first," Darcy advised solemnly.

Thaddeus responded with a grateful smile, "I appreciate your concern. And thank you for the blood transfusion. I owe you a great debt. I'll return it with all I can."

“Let's drop the formalities. From now on, just call me Darcy, and we'll call it even," His demeanor was far more laid-back and jovial among family, a stark contrast to his political persona.

Debby lightly nudged him, and before he could react, Thaddeus responded with a clear and bright, "Alright, Darcy."

Evadne blushed, her lips pressed together in embarrassment.

Elvis rolled his eyes at Thaddeus, "Climbing up the social ladder at every chance, aren't you?"

“You can go back.” Cassius moved his lips, "But Thaddeus, it's crucial that the Abernathy Group doesn't find out about your current situation. So, I've arranged for you to stay at our Ashbourne Group's hospital. The environment is comfortable and discrete. Evadne, don't worry too much. It's only a five-hour journey from Country T to Elmsworth. The private jet is equipped with emergency medical facilities. Everything will be fine."