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.

Her arms wrapped around his neck, the softness of her touch dispelling the fierceness that had invaded

thin nightgown disappeared

was

he wanted, she gave herself to

the rolling

until Marilla scratched at his back, her voice breaking, that Jareth finally let

horses; they wanted to do it when they were happy

exactly did that guy do to you, huh?” Jareth’s possessive gaze

I do

her mistake; her eyes

his heart twisting as he clumsily pulled her into his arms, gently comforting her.

all okay. You did nothing wrong; it’s me. Let’s just sleep now.”

until

a weary father who had spent the night consoling

had a good night’s sleep and

a refreshing shower, they were

sat leisurely at the dining table, tearing a piece of toast, while Thaddeus, wearing an apron, attentively fried eggs in the

of an old married couple were

had been overflowing with jealousy last night,

approach, Evadne couldn’t help but tease, “My goodness, Mr. Fairhaven, you look like you’ve been

don’t mention it.” Jareth sighed, his frustration

could he explain that his night had been a tumult of

his trouble but respected

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

“Not hungry, thanks”

and drank it in one go. Crushing the empty bottle, he inhaled deeply. “Evadne, Thad, I’m going to the

stunned. “What?

“Yeah, today”

fierce, his voice was deep and hoarse, Tve thought it over. The longer we wait, the more things can go wrong. I don’t care if the family approves or not,

there’s nothing he can do. Once I take over the Fairhaven group, I’ll give Marilla the grandest wedding she deserves. She’ll understand

brows, neglecting the eggs on the stove which started to burn.

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