His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Jareth led Marilla by the hand, his grip warm and slightly damp, his gaze focused straight ahead.

Feeling her palm slick with nervous sweat, he couldn’t help but chuckle. It was a laugh that was seven parts indulgent, three parts teasing.

“Jareth, why aren’t we going to the underground parking lot?” Marilla asked, her voice tinged with panic as they neared the hotel lobby.

“My car’s parked at the front entrance. The parking lot is too out of the way.”

“But there are people outside, journalists”

Manila suddenly halted, her delicate shoulders shrinking as fear clouded her eyes. “With all those journalists out there, they might write all sorts of things.”

“Write what?”

Jareth noticed her thin clothing and quickly removed his red velvet blazer, draping it over her shoulders, and meticulously fastening the buttons for her To her, Jareth was like a fatherly boyfriend!

“If they want to write, let them write about my feelings for you.”

“Um, they might write that we’re in a relationship.” Marilla mumbled, her cheeks flushed bright red and her voice growing weaker with every word.

Like a soft feather, her words tickled his heart, sending shivers down his spine.

Jareth’s eyes slightly reddened as he swallowed hard, his large hand slowly rubbed up and down her back. “That’s great.”

“Huh?” Manilla’s doe eyes widened in surprise.

“Marilla, you’re my girl, only mine. Do you understand what that means?” Jareth asked, his eyes darkening as his large hand kneaded her waist. He loved touching the back of her neck, the soft hair, the warm skin, the delicate texture. Every inch was a temptation

Manilla seemed to understand but shook her head nonetheless

“It means that I don’t care what others say. I just want to be with you”

Manila gasped, her breath hitching as his intense gaze burned her

She also liked, very much liked being with Jareth.

Jareth gently pulled her closer, but she stiffened and didn’t move. He looked at her in confusion, “Marilla, what’s wrong?”

“Jareth, let’s take the back door.”

filled with anxious tears as she pleaded in a soft voice, “I’m scared. afraid they’ll make fun of

was taken aback, his

can stay where no one can see us, secretly, without

mind them laughing at me, but I don’t want them to laugh at you!

them

Jareth’s pupils contracted violently!

pale face, he felt his breath catch in

over him and he suddenly felt a surge

and even more hatred for himself, for not being able to be by her

“Ah! Let me down.”

vision blurred as she was suddenly

“No.”

Marilla in his arms, gritting his teeth. “I want to see, who dares to laugh at my woman. Whoever dares, I’ll

the hotel, it was busting

Jareth emerge with a beautiful petite woman in his arms,

girl with Mr. Jareth? His new girlfriend? I’ve never seen her

Marilla Abernathy, the youngest

I heard the Abernathys had a low–profile daughter who rarely made public appearances. So, it’s her? Wow,

was always buying headlines, claiming to be the most beautiful

looks at is bound to

chaotic, quickly rushed over with two bodyguards to form a human

her blushing face in

here” Jareth whispered

“Okay”

response made him feel more than a thousand words

Ms. Marilla your

Jareth! Have you two confirmed your relationship? Are

bombarded them with questions, excitement in their

knew Jareth was a playboy, a womanizer. But he had never been seen

was the exception! How much Jareth valued her

the cameras. “Whether we’re dating or not is up to Ms.

looked at each other,

the Fairhaven family, was known for his domineering attitude. If he wanted something, he took it, regardless

giving Marilla the utmost respect, even putting himself in a position he had never been

couldn’t be more