His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 1004

Thaddeus stood there, his heart pounding in his chest like a caged beast, as he took in the scene before him. It was like something out of a nightmare—a twisted, cruel version of a moment he had only ever dreamed of. There stood Evadne, in a wedding dress, looking like a porcelain doll, perfectly placed for admiration in a shop window. The image was hauntingly beautiful, her icy white contrasting sharply with the deep black of the man beside her.

It was the first time Thaddeus had seen her in a wedding dress, a vision he had imagined countless times but never like this. His heart twisted painfully with every step he took towards them, his own blood trailing after him like a liquid shadow.

"Evadne! I'm here!" he shouted, his voice breaking, his throat raw from desperation. Tears blurred his vision as he pleaded, "Evadne, wake up! Look at me!"

"Shh—" Avery stood tall and imposing behind Evadne, his presence as chilling as the icy air around them. His hand rested lightly on her bare shoulder, the other raised to his lips in a gesture of silence. "Don't be so loud. My wife is asleep."

Avery's words cut through Thaddeus like shards of glass. "You had Evadne for three whole years, Thaddeus. Did you ever give her a wedding? Did you let her be a bride? You called her your wife, but did she ever truly get to be one? All those dreams she had, the happiness she longed for—what you couldn't give her, I have."

He leaned in closer to Evadne, his fingers tracing her perfect jawline, gazing at her face with a tenderness that felt like a knife twisting in Thaddeus's heart. "That night, we were truly happy. Maybe she hasn't given her heart to me yet, but with time, I believe she will forget you and love me."

Every word was a dagger, twisting deeper into Thaddeus’s soul. He could never give Evadne the grand wedding, the cherished moments she deserved. He had failed her, in more ways than one.

Avery's gaze never left Evadne's face, and in a moment of unrestrained emotion, he kissed her, deeply, passionately—right in front of Thaddeus. It was a kiss that felt like the end of the world.

Opening the box, Avery revealed three pills—one white, one gray, one black. "These are a gift from our honeymoon on Rose Island. The sender assured me that if Evadne takes them, she'll be mine forever."

Thaddeus's eyes widened, his fists pounding against the glass in impotent rage. Avery continued, his voice almost wistful, "But I can't bring myself to do it. The giver warned that the process would be excruciatingly painful. I can't bear the thought of Evadne suffering."

Avery's eyes met Thaddeus's, and he stepped closer until they were separated only by the unyielding glass. "I'm curious what these pills will do. So, I have a proposition for you—"

He pushed the box towards Thaddeus, his smile twisted with malice. "Take these pills yourself, Thaddeus. Show me the depths of your love for Evadne."