His Ex wife is a billionaire Chapter 121

Chapter 121

“So this is never going to end, huh?”

Evadne’s hand clenched into a fist on the cabinet door. She took a deep breath, anger reddening her eyes, “I’ve said all I’ve got to say. If you still don’t believe me, then I’ve got nothing else to say!”

“Did we meet somewhere a long time ago?”

Thaddeus desperately wanted an answer, his b*dy unconsciously leaning towards her, almost covering her elegant back, “Evadne, tell me, did we meet a long time ago?” Evadne’s heart instantly tightened, and her l*ps turned pale. “You’re overthinking it. The first time we met was the day your grandpa arranged our marriage, and we never met before that.”

She was afraid that Thaddeus would find out she was the little girl who saved him ten years ago.

Their marriage was over. What could she gain from reminiscing about her thirteen years of love and pursuit other than looking pitiful and pathetic?

Evadne was a proud person, and she really didn’t want him to know that she had loved him for thirteen years.

How embarra**ing.

A hint of disappointment flashed in Thaddeus’s eyes, and he always felt that the truth shouldn’t just be this.

“Let go. I need to grab my stuff, and I’m leaving.” Evadne’s voice trembled as she forcefully opened the cabinet door.

“Evadne.”

“Stop asking! Enough already!”

Evadne suddenly sounded like her most sensitive nerve had been touched, her voice becoming sharp, “We’re divorced, Thaddeus. Do you even understand what that means?! Why are you digging into the past? What does it matter if I was once deeply in love with you? I don’t love you anymore. Every time I see these things I gave you, every time I see you, I feel sick!”

Deeply in love.

Thaddeus didn’t hear anything else, just that phrase echoing in his mind.

He froze, his hand gripping her rounded shoulder, abruptly turning her around to face him.

He was surprised to find her eyes red-rimmed.

“You can cry if you want to.” Thaddeus’s voice was gruff, but his eyes were softer than before.

“Cry? Can’t you see I’m pis sed off? Divorcing you is the happiest thing I’ve ever done, and I laugh in my sleep. Why would I cry?!”

Evadne’s eyes were cold as ice, and her chest heaved with anger, “From the moment I signed the divorce papers, I told myself I would never shed a tear for you, never.”

The last sentence deeply wounded Thaddeus. He was about to say something, but a knock on the door interrupted him.

“Mr. Thaddeus, are you in there?”

The butler said respectfully, “Ms. Acacia is here. She’s waiting for you downstairs, sir?”

Evadne’s vision darkened, storm clouds gathering.

The guy’s face visibly darkened.

Downstairs, Acacia was anxiously waiting.

The ser vants hid in the shadows, whispering amongst themselves.

Everyone knew Mr. Thaddeus’s ex-wife was here. If they ran into each other, it would definitely cause a scene.

“Thad!” Acacia saw Thaddeus walking downstairs without any expression. She immediately threw herself at him, hugging him tightly.

Thaddeus initially wanted to push her away, but she was clinging too tightly, like a drowning person who had just caught a piece of driftwood.

“Thad, I missed you so much. I really missed you!” Acacia smelled the familiar scent of the man. Her emotions stirred, and tears welled up in her eyes, “I was wrong. I know I was wrong. I was just upset and went off the rails, and you know what kind of person I am! We grew up together!”

At this point, Acacia could only express her feelings, and she couldn’t think of any other good ideas.

She originally wanted to follow Elspeth’s advice not to contact Thaddeus during this period, wait for him to cool down and then make a plan.

But when she heard that Evadne was back in Thaddeus’s life, she couldn’t sit still anymore, so she rushed to the Abernathy family.

“Acacia.” Thaddeus’s tone lacked the gentleness of the past, “I’ve told you it’s best if we don’t see each other right now. Go home.”

“Why?!” Acacia asked through her tears, which were raining down.

Just like the leading lady in a TV drama, this was all taught by Elspeth, saying that men were easily moved by such emotions.

“Yeah, why?”

Suddenly, a clear voice came from upstairs.

Everyone looked up to see Evadne casually carrying a suitcase, her chin slightly lifted, gracefully walking down the stairs.

Compared to the tear-streaked Acacia, Evadne looked elegant and composed.

Acacia clung tighter to Thaddeus, a cold glint in her eyes shooting straight at Evadne’s smiling face.

Everyone was excited, and it felt like they were watching a TV drama.

Thaddeus’s eyes darkened slightly, his hands on Acacia’s shoulders, ready to push her away.

But to Evadne, they looked like a loving couple.

Evadne just wanted to go home, take a bath, change her clothes, and throw away the ones she’s wearing now. Anything Thaddeus touched, she felt d*rty!

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“Ms. Acacia is your fiancee, and she came all this way to see you. Why wouldn’t you see her? Oh my, you’re so heartless.” Evadne said with a smile, “Don’t misunderstand, Ms. Acacia. I’m just here to pick up my stuff, and I’ll be leaving soon. You two carry on. Time is precious, have fun.”

Thaddeus’s throat tightened, his face turned white, then black, clearly annoyed.

Acacia was heartbroken, and she had already lost face at Grandpa’s birthday party. She absolutely didn’t dare to argue with Evadne now.

“By the way. I’m not taking the things I left here, especially the ones I gave to Mr. Thaddeus. Please take care of this trash when you move in. I heard it’s bad luck to keep your ex’s stuff around, and it might affect your relationship.”

After Evadne had given her clear instructions, she picked up her suitcase and walked past them.

Acacia and all the ser vants stood there dumbfounded.

Evadne didn’t feel jealous when she met Acacia. Instead, she felt joyous.

Watching Evadne step out of the villa, Thaddeus couldn’t hold it any longer, shoved Acacia off him and took off after her like a bat out of hell.

“Ah! Thad!”

Thaddeus shoved Acacia away, leaving her sprawled across the table, smashed dishes and cups everywhere, a cut on her wrist, and her dress torn.

Meanwhile, Glynnis, watching from upstairs, was so mad she could chew nails.

Evadne, suitcase in hand, walked out the front door in her sl*ppers.

“Evadne! Hold on!” Thaddeus called out to her, desperation in his voice.

But she didn’t slow down, as if she didn’t hear.

“Mr. Thaddeus! I got Mrs. Abernathy’s shoes!”

Just then, Gordon came back, sweating bullets, with a bag of luxury goods.

Thaddeus quickly walked over, snat ched the bag, and blocked Evadne’s path.

“Here.” He handed her the shoes.

Evadne looked down, took them, didn’t say a word, and walked past him.

Thaddeus watched her, his heart sinking even more.

This was the first time she’s accepted a gift from him, a feeling of satisfaction that he’s never felt before slowly rising up.

But then, the next second.

Crash!

Thaddeus was gobsmacked! He watched as Evadne, without even looking, tossed the expensive shoes straight into the trash.

Gordon suddenly looked like he’s been winded and didn’t dare to even breathe.

Even at a glance, he can clearly see.

Mr. Thaddeus’s expression right now was like he’s been through the wringer, like a battlefield after a war.