His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 656

Dylan strode over and swung the front door open, only to be met with a startling surprise.

“Mr. Abernathy?!”

“Mr. Dylan.”

There on the doorstep, looking weary from the road yet carrying an air of urgency, stood Thaddeus, his breath uneven from haste, “Are Mr. Ashbourne and Evadne inside? I’ve brought the medicine!”

At the sound of his voice, Evadne leapt to her feet and rushed to greet him, her heart swelling with uncontainable longing.

“Thaddeus!”

She hurled herself into his open arms, the dam of her pent-up emotions threatening to break as tears welled up in her eyes.

Without a moment’s hesitation, Thaddeus wrapped his sturdy, trembling arms around her, his own eyes reddening slightly, “Sorry for making you wait, Evadne. But it wasn’t for nothing. The medicine is here.”

He fumbled with one hand into the depths of his coat, producing a slender box of medicine. “There are six doses in here, even more than last time. It should last Mr. Ashbourne a while, just in case.”

Taking the medicine box from him, Evadne was choked with gratitude, her throat tightening with emotion.

She didn’t need him to say it; she knew all too well the lengths he must have gone to get this medicine. The cost in money was one thing, but the thought that Thad might have had to swallow his pride to get it was unbearable.

How could she feel at ease on using it?

“Thaddeus, thank you,” she clutched the box as feeling a lump in her throat.

“Don’t be silly, Evadne. There’s no need for thanks between us. I’d do anything for you.”

With a tender smile, Thaddeus took her hand, “Let’s get this medicine to Mr. Ashbourne, shall we?”

“Hold on a second!”

Suri approached with urgency, her brow creased with worry, “Thaddeus, I appreciate what you’re doing. Evadne, I think we shouldn’t give this to your father just yet.”

“Why not?” The couple asked in unison.

“Haven’t you noticed? Your father’s been increasingly drowsy and his spirit’s been low - not like before at all.”

Suri’s expression was grave, “We all know the risks of cerebral infarction, but as for how this state of illness develops in the end, I think we’re all aware. This medicine seems to mask the symptoms rather than treating them. And we can’t predict what side effects might follow. So I suggest we stop using it, and wait for a while to make further decision!”

Thaddeus and Evadne exchanged a stunned look.

“No, we can’t stop the medicine!”

Emeric had overheard Suri and protested vehemently, his forehead beaded with sweat as he struggled to rise from his bed. He barely managed two shaky steps before Dylan swiftly caught him.

Something was off - Emeric knew his own body better than anyone and he could tell that the medicine had initially made him feel stronger than ever. But once it wore off, he felt drained, as if all his energy had been leached away, and he almost couldn’t hold the tableware.

Yet, he was desperate. He needed this medicine, even if it was a double-edged sword.

“Evadne, something’s not right with Mr. Ashbourne.”

Thaddeus' lips pressed tightly together as he whispered gravely into Evadne's ear, “I think Suri has a point. Maybe we should hold off on the medicine.”

“If you won’t give me the medicine, fine. I’ll just drag this broken body of mine to the board meeting and make a spectacle of myself!” Emeric snapped, his irritation akin to a child’s tantrum.

“Emeric, you will not go! Stay put!” Evadne was frantic, blocking her father’s path.

“How dare you! I am your father - I won’t have you meddling in my affairs! The Ashbourne family isn’t yours to command!”

Father and daughter stood locked in fierce opposition.

Suri stood frozen in shock. For Thaddeus, who had never faced such a situation since being with Evadne, it was a moment of confusion over whom to comfort first, how to mediate.

“Emeric.” Evadne’s breath hitched, her knuckles grew white from strain as she clenched her fists tight.

“Evadne, if you truly are a dutiful daughter, don't upset me anymore. Don't make me shout at you like this,” Emeric's breath labored and his vision of his beloved daughter blurred as sweat soaked through his robe.

“Just once, follow my wishes. Is that too much to ask?”

At 1:30 PM, accompanied by Dylan, Evadne, and Thaddeus, Emeric made his way to the towering K Group headquarters.

Chairman Ashbourne, clad in a crisp suit that seemed to armor him, appeared revitalized, showing no signs of the man who, merely an hour before, could barely get out of bed. The medicine's effect was that potent.

The young couple, concerned, followed Emeric all the way to the boardroom door, protective as parents on the first day of school.

“Ah, Emeric!”