His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 690

Elva's moisture eyes were filled with confusion, but she eventually took the document handed to her.

Flipping through the pages, perusing details carefully, her heart raced, and she abruptly stood up!

"This is?"

"This is the kidney match Thaddeus found for your father," Evadne said, her voice as soft as if she were consoling a friend. "Kidney donors are hard to come by. You've been searching for a long time and should know how complicated the process is. Many people with deep pockets can't even find a compatible kidney, and even if they do have one forcibly transplanted, the body might reject it, leading to all sorts of adverse reactions, and the kidney would likely fail before long. Mr. Thaddeus has pulled every string to find this donor."

Elva's gaze clung to the lifesaving documents in her hands, letting her tears fall onto the paper, soaking the black ink.

"Ms. West, your filial duty is commendable. Others might have given up long ago," Thaddeus said, his tone light but sincere.

"What do you want me to do?" Elva whispered, her hands trembling non-stop as they gripped the document.

Evadne's deep eyes seemed to blaze with an invisible fire, her words deliberate, "Ms. West, we want to help you escape from your torment."

Knowing that Ms. Evadne was close with Camille, Elva realized that she must have known about the domestic abuse she suffered. She felt a surge of humiliation, and her pale face gradually flushed with shame, "You just want to use this as leverage, to expose the domestic abuse or spy on him for you, to help take him down. Ms. Evadne, you don't have to sugarcoat using me."

Thaddeus' brow furrowed; he realized this seemingly fragile woman wasn't as easily swayed as she appeared.

"Using? Perhaps."

Evadne admitted with a clear laugh. "But if we both benefit and avoid harm, it’s not using, but cooperating. Ms. West, Mr. Thaddeus, and I would like to propose a cooperation with you. Would that be possible?"

Elva's eyes slowly lifted to meet those of the earnest, beautiful woman before her, her heart pounding fiercely.

It had been so long since she had felt respected.

Whether it was outsiders or the servants of the Chambers family, they openly called her “Mrs. Chambers” and “the young mistress,” but behind her back, they showed no respect, treating her as a marginalized pawn of the Chambers Group, to be disposed at Matthew's whim.

When Evadne addressed her as "Ms. West," it warmed her cold blood.

For a moment, she felt herself returning back to her days as a young girl, being the treasured daughter of the West family, cherished by her parents and brother. Those were the happiest days of her life.

"I want to go home. I want to go back to the old days," Elva murmured, choking back sobs.

Evadne’s heart warmed, "If you're willing, we can help you break free from the Chambers Group. You can go home and return to your former life."

Clutching the documents to her chest tightly, Elva asked, "What do I need to do before you'll help my father get the transplant?"

Thaddeus, with his deep-set eyes, said, "Domestic violence is a family skeleton, and as the direct victim, speaking it out will surely bring you a lot of trouble. You could use it as a weapon to fight back or choose to remain silent."

Elva was surprised.

It was just a transaction, but they were still considerate of her feelings.

"Ms. West, you've been married to Matthew for years; you must know some of his dark secrets. Tell us the clues, provide as much evidence as possible, and we can investigate in secret.

We promise to protect your safety and keep our cooperation with you from Matthew. In return, I will deliver the matching kidney to Elmsworth within three days and immediately arrange transplant surgery for your father," Evadne offered sincerely, with every detail considered.

Elva stared at her intently, asking softly, "And I suppose I'll need to sign some agreement, a contract?"

"Bring it here. I'll sign it now."

Evadne shook her head with a smile, "No need."

Thaddeus watched the serene face of his little wife with surprise.

As a seasoned businessman, as wise as he was, he couldn't decipher her intentions with this move.

"No need? Ms. Evadne, are you sure?"

Elva looked at her incredulously, "Aren't you afraid that, after the surgery, I might suddenly change my mind and refuse to help you? Aren't businessmen like you most concerned about having a written record of agreements?"

"I'm doing this to let you know, whether we conduct a transaction or not is entirely up to you, Ms. West."

Evadne said calmly, her red lips curved into a comforting smile, "If you sign, it's a transaction. If not, consider it a battle fought for yourself and your family, a glorious revenge.

Even if after the surgery, you decide to return to the Chambers family due to the overwhelming pressure, I won't blame you.

After all, I'm a doctor myself, and compassion is my calling. Besides, Mr. West was my second brother's mentor. Consider this as paying my brother's debts of gratitude."

Hearing this, even Thaddeus, an observer, was deeply moved, let alone Elva.

Evadne was never to be underestimated. She indeed carried with her the demeanor of a queen.

For Elva, years of suppressed anger, humiliation, defiance, and pain, now transformed into torrents of tears, breaking forth from her eyes.

She sobbed and threw herself into Evadne's arms, holding back until she could no longer, and then she cried out loud.

Leaving the hospital, Thaddeus kept a firm arm around Evadne all along. They silently agreed to the quiet on the way back.

It wasn't until they were back in the car that Evadne's tense emotions relaxed. She leaned into the man's warm chest. Resting her forehead against his broad shoulder, she began to cry softly.

Hearing her delicate sobs, Thaddeus' breathing grew heavy, and his hand gently stroked her back, his heart growing tender and soft.

"My darling," he cooed indulgently, his lips slightly parting as he nipped on her ear, "You used to be this fearless powerhouse of a woman. Why have you become more prone to tears now?"

"Tsk, I don't cry in front of others, only in front of you is that not allowed?"

Evadne retorted coquettishly, pulling at his tie to dab at her tears, "Just like how in those classic novels, the fiery heroine only shows her tender side to her one true love."