His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 556

“Mrs. Abernathy’s got a thing for you?!” Gordon’s eyes bulged, like his inner gossip–monger was ablaze with curiosity.

Thaddeus’s brows furrowed, as he poured himself another glass of the rich and aromatic wine. But as he took a sip, the expected sweetness was replaced by a bitterness that seemed to slash at his throat.

“It’s a shame we can’t get a do–over in life, I can’t be the man who fell for Evadne first. That’ll be my lifelong regret.”

But there was one regret that outshone the rest

He was the reason Evadne lost the child she wanted more than anything, and lost the chance to be a mother.

Thad took a labored breath, as if the air he sucked into his lungs turned into icy blades, “I’ll do everything in my power to make her happy, but I just don’t know if I can do it well enough.”

Happiness is such an abstract thing; it only counts if the person himself or herself feels content, after all.

“Mr. Abernathy, you truly are the most deeply devoted man I’ve ever met. You and Mrs. Abernathy are the kindest souls,” Gordon said, while picturing Beverly’s eyes that were always on the verge of tears, and stirred a pang of sympathy each time he saw her. “More than her happiness, I hope you two can heal each other’s souls. And I hope you can taste happiness too.”

After all, Thaddeus, before falling in love with Mrs. Abernathy, was a man with nothing but wealth.

Weary in body and soul, he was barren in spirit.

It was Mrs. Abernathy who made his desert–like heart bloom with the most brilliant roses.

Thad thought of Evadne made him couldn’t help but smile, “Don’t worry about me, I’m already very happy. Being by Evadne’s side and making her happy are my greatest joy.”

He cleared his throat, “Enough about me, let’s talk about you. Have you really fallen for Ms. Higgins?”

“Uh, I think, I might be smitten.”

Gordon’s chest tightened, as he laughed bitterly, “Today’s Ms. Higgins‘ birthday, so I brought her gifts and flowers.”

Thad raised an eyebrow.

His assistant Gordon had harbored a crush since college, but his goddess married and had kids with his senior, but here he was, yet to tie the knot himself.

This was his first real attempt at wooing a girl, and what an ill–matched pursuit it was.

“She took the flowers, but not the gift nor my affections,” Gordon’s hands trembled as he gripped his glass, his heart aching, “Mr. Abernathy, am I just lousy? When I first visited Ms. Higgins, I looked down on where she lived; I was prejudiced, thinking that any girl working there must be vain. How could I think like that? What do I have, and what am I to be proud of.”

He choked up with emotion, struggling to speak, “She’s right not to accept me. I was too lousy.”

Thad was taken aback!

He understood Gordon’s feelings, but never had he realized they had grown so fervent that he would actually confess to Beverly!

terms of the courage to love someone, he himself

he was, presumptuously trying to influence his assistant’s

he to

always been an excellent assistant. I wouldn’t be where I am

shining with gratitude, “Mr. Abernathy, no, it’s

good man. Don’t sell yourself

paternal, “If you truly care for Ms. Higgins, go for it. But not now. You have to wait until she’s of age. For now, support her quietly, but don’t disrupt her studies. I believe a

understand. I just got carried away tonight. It won’t happen again,” Gordon stood up, bowing

emotions; you’ve done nothing wrong. Just make sure when you

Higgins wasn’t some tacky luxury item, was it? Lacking creativity,

of embarrassment; what

home, Marilla was a bit sulky, quieter than

contain himself; the desire in his eyes was fiery as his muscular hand slipped under her white nightgown…

fingers interlocked, and sweat

was insatiable that night.

her lips, waist, chest, until she was tender all

and he

were still connected, with her eyelids

do you want from hubby, hmm?” Jareth whispered, his

“I want

and his heartbeat

pastry, so cute, I want a bite.” She was still regretful for not getting her treat earlier, and her stomach

“Marilla.”

her down once more, his voice a mix of accusation and desire. “What’s it gonna be, huh? You craving a cake,

oppressive than before, his possessiveness sending shivers down

wrong with

with a sense of resentment thick in his

chest, and felt

all I want. Jareth.”

heart momentarily settled, but he wasn’t about to let her off that easily. His

you. You can only look at me, and only want me.” Jareth’s voice trailed off, his eyes revealing an inexplicable

how he

it wasn’t for the depth of his love, he wouldn’t have turned into this jealous man, letting his emotions

Marilla tearfully pleaded for mercy in the deep of the

his wife’s slumber, Jareth stepped out for a near–half–hour cold shower, not bothering to dry off before wrapping himself in a robe and

arrived at the bedroom door.

I do for you?”

I want you to buy out that pastry shop Marilla loves!” Jareth clenched his fists, his voice

on her face. “Sir, that shop is a family heirloom,

invest! The bottom line is, if my wife craves it, they need to deliver it to me on demand! If they refuse, I’ll make sure that damn shop vanishes from

the door

a moment before

can only