His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 286

Jareth cradled Marilla in his arms and climbed into the car. Lily, always playing the role of the driver, steered the luxury vehicle out of the Windermere Estate.

Inside the car, Jareth held Marilla close, softly stroking her silky hair, his heart aching with a bittersweet pain.

His original plan for the evening had been to go out for a drink with Thaddeus, but upon entering the house, he was greeted with an unexpected scene.

As Jareth thought about the heartbreaking words Linda had spoken, about the terrifying scars he’d seen on Marilla’s arms, a burning rage consumed him. It was as if his blood had turned into icy daggers, piercing his heart and spreading a sharp, intense pain throughout his body.

This pain was unlike anything he’d ever experienced before.

Before, when he was heartbroken over Evadne, it definitely hurt. But that kind of pain was nothing compared to what he was feeling now.

He took a deep breath, his chiseled jaw resting atop Marilla’s head, his fiery eyes slowly closing.

He thought, “Manilla, I promised you. I would protect you.”

And when Jareth made a promise, he kept it.

“Mr. Jareth, where are we going next?” Lily asked, her voice low as she glanced at Jareth through the rearview mirror.

Jareth was taken aback, unsure of how to respond.

Sure, he’d declared in front of Glynnis that he was taking Marilla away. But that didn’t mean he could just bring her back to his place like this!

If Thaddeus found out, wouldn’t he skin him alive?

“Marilla, I can take you to see Thad, or maybe your sister–in–law. You could stay with her for tonight. How does that sound? Jareth suggested gently, his long lashes casting shadows on his cheeks.

Marilla didn’t respond, her brow furrowed in pain as she clutched her left ear.

“Marilla? Marilla?”

Jareth called her name several times, but she didn’t seem to notice, offering no response.

“All I hear is… pain.” Marilla murmured.

“Where does it hurt?”

Marilla slowly looked up at Jareth, her cheeks still bearing the imprint of Glynnis’s slap. Her doe–like eyes, soaked with tears, were so heart–breakingly beautiful that Jareth’s heart skipped a beat.

you’re speaking to me, but

Why can’t you hear me?” Jareth

hand she’d been using to cover her ear, revealing a smear of blood

Jareth’s spine, his heart aching as his thoughts spun out of

to

where he’d often stayed, there was Hamilton, Mr. Murray, a private doctor, and Evadne. Gordon, who had just finished work, had hurried

gathered around Thaddeus, the room filled with a tense

her brow furrowed in frustration. “Well, what are you

front of everyone?” Thaddeus

couldn’t help but chuckle at Evadne’s sharp words. She used to be so sweet and gentle with Thaddeus, but now she

fingers curling into fists. If there was

right. We can’t help but be anxious when we are all gathered here. Then Dr. Eric and Ilana should stay. llana also knows medical skills and

all, it was Hamilton who helped his grandson create

llana also knows medical skills. These few times, she was there

“So, Dr. Eric, you can leave the medicine and

another, holding

that she really wanted to slap

and Thaddeus were left alone in the room. The silence was so thick that it

off your shirt,” Evadne commanded,

“Alright.”

suit jacket. As he tried to take off his shirt, which was torn

endured on the battlefield. He was just playing it up a bit, knowing that if he could

I’ll help

placed his other hand on top of hers, his warm palm

“Alright, as you say.”

from his larger one.

onto his stomach on

shirt, stained crimson with blood, the ugly wounds underneath already beginning to scab over and stick to the fabric. Her heart

by my injuries?” Thaddeus asked, noticing

Just

the bedside table, carefully cutting away the blood–soaked fabric stuck to his wounds. Suddenly, Thaddeus’s eyes darkened, a touch of red bleeding into his gaze. The sight of Evadne, so familiar yet so unknown, made his heart skip a beat. She took out antiseptic and a tube of cream left by Dr. Eric, skillfully cleaning and dressing his

He called her name

response, applying the cream with a bit

but he didn’t back down. “Evadne, you remind me of someone. An old

Evadne asked casually, “Who?”

“I don’t know.”

you not