His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 513

Chapter 513

Jareth entered the room; his movement as silent as the fall of snow outside.

He had even slipped off his shoes at the doorway, not wanting to disturb his love’s peaceful dreams, moving only in his socks across the soft carpet. The expansive, comfortable bed cradled Marilla’s delicate form wrapped in the quilt, with her small head peeking out, her raven hair lazily splayed like strokes of vivid ink strokes spreading on pure white paper.

Jareth sat on the edge of the bed, gazing down at the charming, peaceful features of his petite wife; his fingertips gently brushing a lock of hair from her cheek.

‘I was away for just a short while, and all hell breaks loose, Jareth murmured, his rough fingers tenderly tracing her smooth cheek, the rosy lips, the elegant collarbone. “I thought I was the only man in the world who couldn’t get you out of his mind. Now it seems, your charm’s even bigger than I pictured. From now on, I might have to keep you from going out. What if someone else sets their sights on you again? And you know, hearing about tonight’s events almost broke me. If that guy wasn’t your sister–in–law’s brother, I would have to give him a good beating!”

His fingertips inadvertently pressed harder, and Marilla’s lashes fluttered, a soft murmur escaping her lips. Startled, Jareth quickly withdrew his hand, afraid he’d disturbed her sweet dreams.

At that moment, Marilla turned over, kicking the quilt down to reveal the warm, tempting curve of her body. Although dressed in a silk nightgown, her sleeping posture had twisted it into rumpled and messy, exposing the soft skin of her shoulder and adorable chest.

A thick desire clouded Jareth’s gaze, his broad shoulders tensing with restraint.

He was about to lose control.

“Mmm, do you really like my painting?” Marilla mumbled in her sleep, her words indistinct.

In the tranquil room, he heard every word clearly.

“Do you really like my paintings?”

Marilla, surely you were not asking me. Then, who were you asking?

“Aaron.”

In an instant, Jareth’s blood ran hot, his mind blanking out!

The next second, he pressed his strong body against hers, his kiss fierce and desperate, awakening Marilla from her dreams.

wrapped around his neck, the softness of her touch dispelling the fierceness

thin nightgown disappeared

Jareth, she was

he wanted, she gave herself

little white boat drifted among the rolling

until Marilla scratched at his back, her voice

they were happy and even more so

guy do to you, huh?” Jareth’s possessive gaze burned down

do something wrong?”

but didn’t understand her mistake; her eyes brimming with

cry, his heart twisting as he clumsily pulled her into his

nothing wrong;

until

his wife slept soundly, Jareth was like a weary father who had spent the night consoling a crying child all night, heading downstairs with dark circles under

a good night’s sleep and woke up

run and a refreshing shower, they

the dining table, tearing a piece of toast,

atmosphere and the feeling of an old married couple were

with jealousy last night, had consumed two

couldn’t help but tease, “My goodness, Mr. Fairhaven, you look

it.” Jareth

night had

sensed his trouble but respected

some breakfast? I can make an extra portion for you right now,”

“Not hungry, thanks”

empty bottle, he inhaled deeply. “Evadne, Thad,

stunned.

“Yeah, today”

things can go wrong. I don’t care if the family approves or

there’s nothing he can do. Once I take over the Fairhaven group, I’ll give Marilla

eggs on the stove which

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