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His Ex-Wife: The Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 1086
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Chapter 1086

The instant their eyes met, a tremor ran through Evadne's chest, her thoughts unraveling into a hopeless tangle,

like a ball of yarn carelessly shredded by a kitten.

How long had he been waiting here?

All night?

She couldn't look away from those beautiful, bloodshot eyes. Her nose stung, and her heart skipped wildly in her

chest.

But then, the memory crashed back—yesterday at the orphanage, Thaddeus standing beneath the tree with

Alexia, protectively shielding another woman in his arms, the intimacy unmistakable.

Evadne's slender frshook. She tore her gaze from his face, eyes brimming with bitterness, her throat

tightening with each shallow breath.

She had survived storms most people couldn't imagine. As a doctor with Doctors Without Borders, she'd endured

hardship and danger, gone hungry and cold, sometimes not bathing for weeks on end. Even then, she hadn't

felt

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Just as she reached to close the door, Thaddeus surged up from the steps, crossing the distance in a heartbeat.

His broad hand caught the edge of the door, only narrowly missing his fingers.

"What are you doing?" Evadne kept her eyes lowered, lashes trembling, but she could still feel the oppressive

weight of his gaze pressing in on her.

He leaned down, his chest rising and falling, breath warm against the tip of her reddened nose.

"I've been waiting for you."

“Why are you waiting for me, Mr. Thaddeus? | already had my assistant tell you—I'm not going to see you.”

She turned away, her face pale as paper, voice trembling. “Please leave. I'm exhausted. | just want to go to

sleep."

"Tired, and up so early?"

Thaddeus's dark eyes swept over her delicate features, his voice low and rough. “I remember—you've never

been one to sleep in. You always had so much energy. Up with the dawn, out rowing, or at the gym."

"I'm not made of endless energy. | can be lazy, too.”

Her thin shoulders lifted in a half-hearted shrug, a ghost of a smile flickering across her colorless lips. “There was

a twhen | slept late. Not that it matters now Who cares about little things like that? It's all in the past. | don't

care anymore." s

Thaddeus's eyes narrowed, the memory of their days living together-inseparable-flickering in the depths.

“Are your wounds still hurting?” His voice was husky, heavy with something she couldn't quite name.

"It's none of your business. From now on, nothing abouthas anything to do with you."

Evadne knew all too well that most

men couldn't resist a woman's vulnerability. But the scene she'd witnessed yesterday had wounded her too

deeply She had no strength left to face him. She shoved bardhat the door. "Since you already have someone

new, Mr. Thaddeus, please stop interfering in my life. Go. | won't see you out." s

But his strength was implacable. No matter how much she pushed, she couldn't force the door shut.

"If I don't have someone new," Thaddeus said quietly, his eyes fixed on her, "does that mean | don't have to

leave?"

He was always so calm, as if nothing could ruffle him. But now, his voice was edged with something frantic,

desperate.

Evadne didn't believe him. She only trusted what she'd seen.

Yesterday's events had been the breaking point, the final straw after days of pain and doubt. She'd finally

snapped—ready to accept that this was the end, to let go.

Was fate ever fair?

She'd clawed her way into Thaddeus's life, fighting dirty to keep him close. She'd believed that, after all they'd

weathered, their love was unshakeable, that he was hers-completely.

But fate had taken him back, ripping them apart as if she never mattered.

Things that never truly belonged to her were always destined to slip away.

"Thaddeus... We're over."

Evadne finally looked into his eyes, drawing a shaky breath as she forced down the surge of hurt in her chest her

voice faltering "You don't care about how | feel Yourcamped out at my door, and when | ask you to teave, you

refuse.... What do you want from me? Don't you see how much this hurts me?" s