His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 1021

Avery's case had been officially submitted for review by the Supreme Court where Arnold Ashbourne presided. Within two months, a verdict would be delivered.

It seemed inevitable; the death penalty was all but certain.

Today, the sky was overcast, with a fine drizzle falling from the heavens.

A woman in a white lab coat and white high heels, carrying a black umbrella, strolled casually to the entrance of the prison.

"Doctor, thank you for coming out here in the rain. We really appreciate it," the warden greeted her with a warm smile.

The umbrella lifted to reveal Alexia's elegant and poised face. She returned the smile with a gentle one of her own.

"Even prisoners have rights. I'm a doctor. It's my duty to heal, regardless of who they are," she replied.

The warden nodded in agreement, "You're absolutely right, Doctor."

Alexia's eyes twinkled with a hint of mischief as she quipped, "Organizing a free medical check-up for the inmates, Warden, you're quite the saint."

Since meeting Evadne, Avery had surprisingly been sleeping well for several nights in a row.

His gold-rimmed glasses had been broken in a scuffle and he tossed them aside without a second thought.

After all, he was no longer Mr. Avery or Mr. Chambers. He was simply a soon-to-be condemned man awaiting judgment.

There was no longer any need for the façade.

His cellmates were gradually taken for the medical check-up. Time passed slowly until finally, his number was called.

Avery was handcuffed and led out of his cell, winding through corridors until he was ushered into a dim, enclosed room by the guards.

With a creak, the heavy iron door shut behind him.

In the shadowy room, only a single desk lamp cast its cold, pale light.

Avery squinted slightly.

"Mr. Chambers, long time no see."

Alexia rose from her seat at the desk, turning to face him with a wry smile.

"Alexia?" Avery's spine stiffened, and his heart sank heavily.

Alexia let out a small chuckle, "Why the long face? After dealing with so many repulsive, vile criminals, I went out of my way to see you. Aren't you at all moved?"

Avery's parched lips quivered slightly, his voice rasping, "Did Sir send you to get me out?"

Alexia blinked, pausing for a moment before bursting into laughter.

Her wild, piercing laughter echoed off the walls of the gloomy room, making it feel even more like a descent into hell.

"Avery, are you still dreaming of a life beyond these walls? Have a few days in a cell addled your brains?"

This drug, once injected, will remain dormant in your system for 48 hours. You'll pass away in your sleep, painlessly. It's far kinder than execution or dying from illness."

Minutes later.

Avery knelt on the ground, his face ashen, having undergone the injection with a numb, detached acceptance akin to a severe punishment.

Putting away the syringe, Alexia stuffed her hands into her coat pockets, not sparing the broken man another glance as she headed for the iron door.

"Acacia Stirling!" Avery suddenly called out, using another name.

Alexia halted sharply but didn't turn around, her voice low and menacing, "Who are you calling? You've got the wrong person."

"Following Sir around like a mindless killing machine, doing all his dirty work. Do you really think you'll get what you want?"

Avery's body shook with mocking laughter, "Even if you change a hundred faces, even if you try a thousand times, a million times...

Thaddeus only has eyes for Evadne. He'll never spare you a second glance, let alone fall in love with you!"

"Really? We'll see about that."

Alexia laughed too, her eyes gleaming like a sharp blade, "Besides, how do you know I haven't already gotten what I want?

Being by Sir's side is all I desire. I, Alexia, always move forward, never looking back."