His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 889

Evadne was at a loss for words, staring blankly as the realization hit her. Jason, that rascal, what was he thinking acting so recklessly on purpose?

"Nydia, how did you find out?" Evadne finally managed to ask.

"After that night, I just haven't been feeling right, constantly tired and sluggish. I thought I was just run-down from not resting enough, so I didn't think much of it.

But recently, I started feeling nauseous in the mornings, and that's when I knew something was off. Two nights ago, I sneaked out to buy a pregnancy test, and I took it yesterday morning."

Although it should have been wonderful news, Evadne was filled with a sense of dread and guilt.

She had been so preoccupied with taking care of Marilla, doing everything she could to help, and Jason had been spinning like a top with his workload. They had both overlooked Nydia, who was paler, pushing herself to keep going.

Nydia was so young, barely prepared for the pressures of motherhood.

Her precious sister, living every day in anxiety, stress, and fear—just thinking about it broke Evadne’s heart.

"Nydia. I'm so sorry, I should have noticed sooner. It's all my fault!"

Evadne embraced Nydia, her heart trembling. "You only found out yesterday. Jason and Myra don't know yet, do they?"

"I'm scared."

Nydia's slender shoulders shook as she sobbed, "We're not even engaged, and I'm pregnant with his child. I'm afraid of how mom and dad will react, how they'll treat Jason."

"My dear, you're worrying over nothing! You're carrying the Ashbourne family's first grandchild. Emeric will be over the moon, why would he be upset? Dad's been ill, and this news might just lift his spirits and help with his recovery!"

"Really?" Nydia sniffled, her nose turning red.

"Really."

Tears welled in Evadne's eyes as she gently touched Nydia's belly. "I'm so happy for you. You and the baby both need to be healthy and safe. This child will be a blessing for us all."

A child, the symbol of their love, a lively and lovely addition to their lives. A chance to fill a void that had long been present.

Elvis stepped away from the festive chaos, seeking solace on a quiet balcony, his demeanor shaded with melancholy as he lit a cigarette.

An outsider by nature, he rarely let the world's joys and sorrows touch him.

Yet tonight, witnessing Jareth and Marilla, newlyweds blessed by family and friends, stirred something deep within him, reigniting thoughts of Elsie.

The dim light cast shadows over his handsome features as he leaned back against the railing, dangerously tilting as if he might fall, lost in reckless thought.

Elvis took out his phone, his throat tight. Finally, he couldn't resist anymore and dialed Elsie's number.

Knowing she was closely monitored, he had avoided contacting her since their last, fiery encounter. Fearless in all but this, fearing for the safety of the woman he loved.

The agony of his concern was a constant torment, making every moment unbearable.

His number was encrypted, a precaution of his spy craft, ensuring even if Elsie’s phone was tapped, their connection would remain secret.

"Bennett, the very paragon of virtue. If it were me, faced with such a tempting morsel, I doubt I'd have your restraint." Elvis's smirk was barely visible through the smoke.

Bennett clenched his fists, unseen in the dark. "She's just a girl, and a royal at that. I couldn't."

"I wish you had," Elvis said darkly.

Bennett's voice was rough with emotion. "What do you mean by that?"

"If you hadn't, it would prove you truly cared for her."

Elvis flicked ash from his cigarette, his eyes sharp. "Bennett, any woman but her. It's not just dad who opposes this. I do too."

Bennett heaved a heavy sigh, his gaze tangled as he stared at Elvis's stern, frosty visage. "All these years, I've been out there, crisscrossing between home and Helgen, collaborating with the Helgen government and the royal family on some covert operations. I've never stopped, never ceased digging into Mom's past. You guys might be content living in the dark, but not me. I need clarity, which is why I've spent the last three years chasing down every lead about Mom."

At Bennett's words, it felt like a dull knife was twisting in his heart:

"Did you find something?!"

"I can't be certain yet, and it's confidential. Maintaining secrecy is part of the job when you're a professional spy."

Elvis rose slowly from the couch, his steps heavy, his expression darkening as he approached, "But there is one thing I can tell you.

The Helgen royal family is the reason Mom ended up in a foreign land. The royals have a deep-seated feud with Mom. You can't possibly consider making ties with our enemy, can you?"