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.

I know you’re speaking to me, but I

hear me? Why can’t you hear me?” Jareth asked

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

chill ran down Jareth’s spine, his heart aching as his

drive to

was Hamilton, Mr. Murray, a private doctor, and Evadne. Gordon, who had just finished work, had hurried over as

gathered around Thaddeus, the room filled with

frustration. “Well, what are you

front of everyone?” Thaddeus

filled with impatience. Gordon couldn’t help but chuckle at Evadne’s sharp words. She used to be so sweet and gentle with Thaddeus, but now she was as prickly as a bear. Thaddeus looked at Evadne, a bitter smile on his handsome face. “It’s not that. I just don’t think it’s necessary to make such a fuss over this. I just need some medicine, and having you by my side is more

eyes widened slightly, her fingers curling into fists. If there was a school called

we are all gathered here. Then Dr. Eric and Ilana should stay. llana also knows medical skills

Hamilton who helped his grandson create the

knows medical skills. These few times, she was

look at Evadne and his smile grew. “So, Dr. Eric, you can leave the medicine and get off

another, holding an intriguing smile

that she really wanted to slap

were left alone in the room. The silence was so

your shirt,” Evadne

“Alright.”

hesitation, Thaddeus removed his suit jacket. As he tried to take off his shirt, which was torn and stained with blood, he winced

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

move. I’ll

panic, Evadne reached out to stop him. Thaddeus immediately placed his other hand on top of hers, his warm palm against her skin/The warmth slowly seeped into

“Alright, as you say.”

his larger one. “Why would you listen to me? We’re not…related.” “Lie

obeyed, rolling over onto his

wounds underneath already beginning to scab over and stick to the fabric. Her heart clenched at the sight, her eyes redder than the blood

noticing her silence and

fine. Just

a pair of scissors from 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

called

applying the cream with a bit more force than necessary as a subtle

down. “Evadne, you remind me of someone. An

Evadne asked casually, “Who?”

“I don’t know.”

you not