His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 757

After ensuring everything was in order, the lovebirds set off for their return journey to Elmsworth.

On the way, Thaddeus wrapped his arms around his lady, his lips grazing against her earlobe, which was flushed as if stained with blood, and pecked at her plump, rosy lips.

“Evadne, thank you. How can I ever repay you, huh?”

“Why the formalities?” With her left arm encircling his neck, Evadne's fingertips traced his straight nose, as gentle as a spring breeze, stirring his heart into ripples, “Then you can cook for me for a month.”

“A month? Underestimating me?”

His eyes narrowed with indulgence, “Being a lifetime chef for my lady is a delight I'd willingly embrace.”

Evadne shook her head repeatedly, “That’s sweet, Thaddeus, but your sentiment is enough. A meal now and then is charming, but a lifetime is a burden.”

“Actually, I feel quite guilty doing this to Aaron.”

Evadne pursed her lips helplessly, “But putting pressure on the Bartley family to abandon the engagement seemed like the best win-win solution I could come up with. Once they back off, it would buy Jareth more time to sort out his family affairs. That way, he and Marilla could have a chance together.”

“There are other ways I can deal with the Bartley family.”

Evadne shook her head gently, “I know you’re prepared, but don’t stir up trouble with the Elmsworth political scene too lightly.”

His lips tensed, “For Marilla and Jareth, I’m not afraid of offending anyone.”

“But you can’t afford to offend Frederic right now. You can’t hand him the ammunition to think you’re harming or influencing the Group’s interests. Isn’t that just giving him a reason to blow up?”

Sitting upright in his embrace, Evadne soothed him gently, “Don’t worry. Suri isn’t one to be trifled with. She’s been managing part of Emeric’s business and assets for years. With her stepping in, she’ll surely squelch the Bartley family’s ambitions to cling to power.”

A smile crept uncontrollably across Thaddeus' lips, and just as he leaned in for a kiss, the phone rang.

Seeing it was Jason calling, Evadne answered immediately, “Jason.”

“Ms. Ashbourne, there’s an update on Glynnis.” Jason reported urgently, “Our people just sent word; Glynnis went to the hospital for a checkup, and she looks in bad shape.”

This time, the diagnosis was spelled out, unmistakable and clear. With a clatter, Glynnis crumpled to the floor, her body shaking uncontrollably, unable to stand even with the doctor's assistance.

At the moment, she was in shock, unable to process the doctor’s words, deaf to all but her own despair. Oh right, she was deaf in the first place.

Staggering and disoriented, Glynnis stumbled forward, replaying in her mind how she could have contracted AIDS. Then, she remembered a night in a club's bathroom with a male model, a night of reckless passion. He hadn’t used protection and had released the liquid of his sexual indulgence on her twice, one inside her, the other on her chest. Could he have been the one to infect her?

She had been cooping herself up at home all the time, indulging just that once! If not him, who else could it be?

“Ah!” In the dim, deserted alley, Glynnis tore her lab report to shreds, curled up in a corner, clutching her head, and let out a harrowing scream.

“Why has it come to this, why?!”

Cast out of the Abernathy family, stripped of a life of luxury, deaf, and now stricken with this vile disease, she thought death might be a merciful escape.

At the peak of her despair, a series of footsteps echoed down the alley, drawing closer until they halted before her.