His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 349

The grand hall was as silent as the grave, Evadne’s presence radiating an icy dominance that seemed

to put everyone on edge.

This kind of intimidation was no less intimidating than that of Barry, a notorious figure in both the legal

and illegal trades.

Elspeth, who had initially been grinning in anticipation of some juicy drama, was taken aback. She had

assumed that Evadne had come to confront Thaddeus, having heard rumors of the Fairhaven family’s

proposal to him. She thought Evadne was simply here to fight with Edith over Thaddeus.

Elspeth had been looking forward to a good old–fashioned catfight, but was left speechless when

Evadne announced that she was there to see her.

“Ms. Evadne, you’re looking for me? I don’t think we have any issues with each other, do we?” Elspeth

asked, trying to laugh it off but unable to hide the surprise in her eyes.

“Any issues between us ended the day Thaddeus and I got divorced,” Evadne replied nonchalantly, her

tone devoid of any emotion. “But your issues with an old acquaintance of yours are far from over.”

Her words, seemingly light, were like a depth charge, leaving everyone in the room stunned.

“Edith! What is Ms. Evadne talking about? An ex–wife? What’s going on?” Barry demanded, his face a

mask of disbelief.

“Grandpa. I mentioned it to you, don’t you remember?” Edith reminded him timidly.

“Mentioned it? When did you mention this? I may be old, but I’m not senile! When did you tell me that

Thadneus was divorced?”

Barry, who had spent most of the year abroad, was unaware of Thaddeus‘ marital history. He hadn’t

known that Thaddeus had been married and divorced before, and that his ex–wife was Emeric’s

daughter!

A feeling of having been deceived began to grow in him.

“Mr. Barry, what’s the big deal about Mr. Thaddeus having a divorce?” Alva, who had been tolerating

Barry’s nonsense up until now, finally snapped. “Mr. Thaddeus is a catch. even if he were to get

divorced eight times, there would still be women lining up to marry him! Besides, doesn’t your

granddaughter want to marry Mr. Thaddeus too? If she doesn’t mind, why do you?”

“Who gave you the right to speak, you old hag!” Barry yelled angrily.

“This is the Abernathy household, not the Fairhaven household. I can say whatever I want, and it’s

none of your business.” Alva replied coldly, turning her back to him dismissively.

Barry hissed and was left fuming, but arguing with a maid from another family was beneath him.

Frederic, who had been keeping quiet, felt a surge of satisfaction when Alva stood up to Barry. He

might not like Thaddeus, but Thaddeus was still his son. He could criticize his son, but others could not!

Thaddeus took a deep breath, his heart pounding in his chest. He walked over to Evadne, lowered his

voice and said, “Evadne, if you have something to say, say it to me. I can help you.”

“Are you afraid I’ll ruin your good thing?”

Evadne’s long eyelashes flickered, her gaze as cold and sharp as ice. In a voice only they could hear,

she reassured him, “Don’t worry, I won’t delay your meeting with the Fairhavens. I’m only here for

Elspeth. Once I’m done talking to her, I’ll leave.”

“I told you, if you’re in trouble, I’ll help you,” Thaddeus insisted, his eyebrows furrowing, a complex

emotion swirling in his dark eyes.

“You can’t help me, and I don’t need your help.”

Evadne avoided Thaddeus‘ gaze and turned to Elspeth. There was no trace of a smile in her eyes.

“Ms. Evadne, you’ve come a long way. I don’t mind if you stay for a drink before you leave. But

between you and me, there’s nothing to discuss,” Elspeth said, her chin raised arrogantly, “As for your

‘old acquaintance‘, I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Do you have nothing to say about Myra?” Evadne asked, her voice icy, sending chills down Elspeth’s

spine.

Elspeth’s heart skipped a beat. Why would Evadne want to talk about Myra? Had she found out

something? Had that man betrayed her?

No way. It was impossible!

Evadne must be bluffing.

“Ms. Evadne, let’s talk another time or perhaps you can find some time tomorrow,”

Frederic, sensing the tension in the room, tried to defuse the situation and get Evadne to leave. “As you

can see, we have guests. It’s not really a good time.”

Just as Evadne was about to respond, Thaddeus grabbed her wrist and began to lead her upstairs,

ignoring her protests and leaving no room for resistance. “Thaddeus! What are you doing? Let go of

me!” Evadne protested, her cheeks flushing, but her struggles were in vain.

Once Thaddeus set his mind on something, nothing could stop him.

“Oh my!” Alva exclaimed, covering her mouth in surprise.

Thaddeus was so domineering!

And Mrs. Abernathy was so shy!

“Thaddeus! Thaddeus, where are you going? Come back here!”

No matter how much Frederic yelled, Thaddeus didn’t look back. He and Evadne soon disappeared

from the grand hall, leaving the Fairhavens standing awkwardly in the middle of the room, unsure of

how to continue without the main character.

Edith, especially, was fuming, her eyes bloodshot with rage.

Whenever Evadne appeared, everyone’s attention was drawn to her. Evadne became the center of

attention, the only heroine in the room.

Edith suddenly understood.

Her resentment against Evadne wasn’t entirely because she was the woman Thaddeus loved, her rival

in love.

What she also loathed and envied was the invisible radiance that Evadne possessed, an unrivaled

pride!

In Edith’s world, there could only be one sun, and that was her. How could she tolerate someone

outshining her? How could she live under someone else’s shadow? “Dad! Mom! I’m home!”

Glynnis trotted in, panting heavily.

She had changed into a decent new outfit to meet people, but she still looked drowsy as if she had just

woken up. She had dark circles under her eyes and reeked of alcohol. Her face was pale, and her lips

were too red. At first glance, she looked like a ghastly woman who had consumed something dreadful.

Upon seeing her daughter looking like this, Elspeth felt disgusted, wishing she could dunk her head into

the toilet and flush it away! What a disgrace!

“Glynnis, where have you been? Why do you smell of alcohol?” Frederic scrutinized her with furrowed

brows.

“Ah. I had a little drink with friends.” Glynnis couldn’t help it and let out a big burp.

“Someone, assist Miss Glynnis upstairs to rest!” Elspeth quickly ordered.

“Oh, Edith!”

Bolstered by alcohol, Glynnis ran straight to Edith and looked at her with a beaming smile,

“Congratulations, soon you’ll be marrying my brother, becoming my sister–in–law! After all your

scheming, chasing away Acacia and Evadne, you’ve finally become the head woman!”

Barry’s brow furrowed deeply.

The Fairhaven women’s faces turned pale, their expressions strained to the breaking point.

“Glynnis, what do you mean by that? Are you mocking me, or are you drunk?”

Edith, having held in her anger, was now provoked to the point of bursting by Glynnis. She blurted out,

“I know what you’re thinking. You’re just bitter because you wanted to marry my brother, and when I

didn’t help you, you held a grudge.”

When Barry heard this, his gaze at Glynnis changed again, he clicked his tongue.

Thank goodness his grandson had some discernment and didn’t fall for the obnoxious, dreadfully

looking woman in front of him. Otherwise, it would indeed be a family disaster!

Glynnis was so angry her eyes were bulging..

Edith sneered, “No matter how unwilling you are, it can’t be helped. My brother just doesn’t like you.”

“Pfft.”

Glynnis clutched her chest and laughed in anger, “The feeling is mutual. My brother doesn’t like you

either, does he?”

This time it was Edith’s turn to be furious.

“When I just got back, I saw Evadne’s limited edition Bugatti parked right at the villa’s entrance. It

seems she’s here already?” Glynnis put one hand on her hip and yawned, “My brother is not here. Did

he leave with Ms. Evadne and left you hanging again?”

“Glynnis!” Edith’s eyes were bloodshot, wishing she could tear Glynnis’s mouth apart!

“Oh, Edith dear, my brother is like this. You’ll get used to it once you marry into our family.”

Glynnis got more carried away the more she spoke. “When he was married to Evadne, he was thinking

about Acacia. Even when he is with you, he won’t forget Evadne. Men are all like this. They have a

dutiful woman at home, but their hearts are always yearning for someone far away. Evadne spent three

years gradually adapting to this, and you, who are so in love with my brother, should adapt even faster,

right?”

Everyone was so shocked their eyeballs nearly fell out!

This was not just a heated argument anymore, it was a full–blown quarrel!

If the elders of both families weren’t present, Edith would have already started a catfight with Glynnis!

“Glynnis! Are you drunk? What nonsense are you talking about?”

Elspeth’s blood pressure shot up, and she yelled with a red face, “Someone take Miss Glynnis

downstairs now!”

“Thaddeus! Let go! Let me go!”

Thaddeus walked briskly ahead, with Evadne following closely, her wrist hurt from his grip.

He seemed very angry.

Or rather, he had been angry for a long time and finally found an opportunity, a vent, which was her!

“Where are you taking me?” Evadne asked furiously, her almond eyes reddened.

“You were once my wife, and this was once your home for three years. Every room here, you know

better than me. So, where could I possibly take you? Thaddeus didn’t look back, his Adam’s apple

bobbed as he spat out each word.

“Thaddeus, are you too full of yourself, or do you think you know me too well?”

Évadine suddenly lifted her wrist and bit down hard on his arm.

“Ugh!”

Thaddeus felt a sharp pain and instinctively let go of her hand.

Evadne quickly withdrew a step, clutching her wrist which was now marked red by his grip, glaring at

him with resentment, “I never considered this place my home. I never felt a sense of belonging here. To

me, this place has always been a cage!”

Only, the cage that once trapped her wasn’t her body, but her heart.

Thaddeus felt a sharp pain in his heart. Even though he was extremely angry at her, he felt an intense

pain.

His beautiful eyes narrowed slightly. He quickly stepped forward, and while she was distracted, his

strong arm wrapped around her waist.

“Ah!”

Evadne let out a surprised cry, and in the next second, she was hoisted sideways into his arms, her

small hands instinctively clutching his shirt.

“Thaddeus! You scoundrel! Get off me! Let me down!”