His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire? novel Chapter 118

Outside of Silverlake Harbor.

Thaddeus was standing by a sleek, black Ferrari, his tall and straight posture as dignified as a pine tree, radiating an air of elegance.

While waiting, he glanced at the house number with a twinkle in his eyes.

Silverlake Harbor was the property Emeric had bought for his wife, Evadne's mother. The mansion was a one-of-a-kind luxury. Its value was simply priceless.

It was named after Evadne's mother, Silvana Waverley. So, she chose to use the alias "Ilana" to accompany him.

As Thaddeus was lost in his thoughts, the front gate suddenly opened.

Hearing the noise, he quickly averted his gaze. His shoulders were tensing slightly.

Evadne stood on the steps, shielding her eyes from the sun and watching Thaddeus.

That day, he wasn't dressed in his usual three-piece suit but wore khaki trousers and a light blue jacket. He looked clean, handsome, and noble.

Evadne had never seen Thaddeus dressed like that. Normally, he was as meticulous as a drama lead, but that day, he seemed casual yet deliberate.

He was very good-looking. But it was a shame that he had a terrible character.

As Evadne came closer, she was still wearing her house slippers due to the rush, her light steps revealing an unspeakable cuteness and appeal.

Thaddeus lowered his gaze, staring at her feet, a warmth spreading in his heart.

“Staring at my feet for what? Never seen slippers before?” Evadne’s toes wiggled uncomfortably in her slippers, her face sour.

Thaddeus squinted, "You always wear high heels; I really haven't seen you like this."

“Ha, your observation skills are crap.” Evadne scoffed, “For the past three years, I’ve been walking around you like this almost daily, but you say you've never seen. I know I was invisible to you, but there’s no need to mock me now that we’re divorced.”

In an instant, Thaddeus’s heart seemed to stop, his face turning dark.

Yes, he remembered. Every time he came home, she was always the first to greet him.

Back then, she would run to him lightly, holding a spatula, her smile always kind and gentle.

He used to scoff at that but looking back, he found it precious.

"Let's talk in the car." Thaddeus took a deep breath, opening the car door.

"Let's talk here." Evadne was firm.

"So, you mean we should talk inside your house?" Thaddeus accurately caught her weak point, taking a step closer to her.

"Thaddeus, don't push it!"

As soon as Evadne finished, he reached out, grabbed her slender wrist, and wordlessly pushed her into the car.

His actions were smooth and efficient.

In the blink of an eye, Thaddeus was already in the driver's seat, and then, the car door was locked!

"Thaddeus, we're just talking; why lock the doors?" Evadne yanked at the door handle, but it wouldn't budge.

"It's necessary to lock the doors while driving. Plus, I'm afraid you'll bolt."

As soon as he finished, Evadne suddenly felt a little woozy, her panic rising.

Thaddeus leaned in, his nose almost touching her nose and his eyelashes seeming to brush against her eyelids.

“What are you trying to do?” Evadne was nervous, pushing him away.

But Thaddeus grabbed her hand, whispering, "Evadne, don't move."

Then, his left hand wrapped around her waist, slowly pulling up the seat belt to buckle her in.

Evadne bit her lip, yanking her hand back as if she'd touched something dirty, "Where are you taking me?"