His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 1289

Every single second since he had broken up with Cassius felt like a jagged knife carving into his heart. He had been living like a hollow shell of a man.

Yes, he regretted it. He was pathetic. Even knowing he was treated as a replacement, even knowing Cassius harbored the memory of a dead lover, he had accepted his fate. He was hopelessly, irreversibly in love with him.

If Cassius was poison, he would gladly drink it down. If he was a blade, he'd press it right against his own throat. He loved him. He just wanted to hold his hand and grow old with him.

"And... what's the other half of your plan?" Chasel forced out, his throat raw and scratchy from the agonizing pain in his chest.

The amusement vanished from Ian's face. He clenched his jaw. "I want him dead."

"Don't you dare!"

Chasel's blood ran cold. He thrashed against his chains, screaming at the top of his lungs, "If you touch so much as a hair on his head... I swear to God I will do whatever it takes to butcher you, you sick bastard! And if I don't get to you, the Ashbournes and the Brights will tear you to pieces! If you have any balls, kill me right now! Even as a ghost, I'll drag you to hell!"

"The Ashbournes? The Brights? They're both an absolute mess right now. Nobody cares about our little feud," Ian laughed abruptly. "Oh, wait. I forgot. You have no idea what's been going on out there, do you?"

"What... what happened?" Chasel's face went rigid, his nerves pulling dangerously taut.

"Your beloved aunt, the great Suri Bright Ashbourne, got into a nasty car crash. Her car rolled off a cliff, and they don't even know if she's dead or alive right now. And old Emeric's brain is completely fried. He woke up, sure, but he doesn't remember anyone. Not even his precious little Evadne. So tell me, who exactly is coming to save you? Stop acting like you matter."

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