His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 1012

Since the moment Evadne awoke, she had barely paused to rest, keeping a constant vigil by Thaddeus’s side, her exhaustion palpable in every drawn breath.

Three days had passed, but to her, it felt like an eternity—a stretch of time that spanned months, years, even decades.

Each cycle of the sun and moon seemed to leech more of her strength away.

Although Thaddeus had been hurt before, even to the brink of death, and she had felt panic, fear, and desperation, this time was different. This time, she couldn’t muster even a shred of the composure she had once managed to cling to.

Her fingers were entwined with his, the grip tight as if trying to anchor herself in a storm of fear that threatened to swallow her whole, bury her deeply, and suffocate her voice.

Evadne was terrified like never before.

The heavy, helpless feeling gnawed at her every moment, an unrelenting siege on her spirit.

In just a week, the once vibrant and proud Evadne had withered, resembling a faded lily, her skin pale and fragile, her form lost in the oversized hospital gown.

From dawn till dusk, Evadne would recount to Thaddeus their shared past, spanning from the age of eleven to eighteen, their marriage, divorce, and eventual reunion. Every vivid memory was laid bare, moments filled with laughter and tears, joy and sorrow.

Those memories, once painful to revisit, now seemed gentle and softened by time.

As long as he was part of those memories, everything was good.

Now, she didn’t have the luxury to be picky.

“Thaddeus, Chasel said there’s something wrong with your brain. I’m terrified… I’m scared you’ll wake up and not remember me,” Evadne whispered, tears streaming as she kissed his rough hands, locking her fingers with his.

In their more intimate moments, Thaddeus would tease her, saying she was like a delectable piece of apple pie, warm and inviting, making him want to savor every bite.

He would cover her skin with kisses, leaving her trembling, floating on a cloud of bliss before taking her to even greater heights.

As long as I can still watch over you for the rest of my life, I will be content.”

Thaddeus had said similar words countless times before.

Now it was Evadne’s turn, each word a sharp-edged stone grinding against her heart.

Could she truly be content?

Wasn’t it merely a hollow comfort, when every effort had been exhausted, every path a dead end?

“Please don’t forget me. I beg you, don’t forget me.”

Evadne could no longer deceive herself. She collapsed against his chest, her slender shoulders shaking uncontrollably, her sobs breaking the silence.