His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 591

Watching from the sidelines, Lily felt the heartache as she saw the torment in Jareth’s fiery eyes, his desperation palpable. Initially, she too had not been in favor of Jareth’s “tough love” approach, fearing it too harsh for Marilla.

But the stark reality of Elspeth’s death sentence could not remain hidden forever. Better to deal with it now and rip off the Band–Aid than let the wound fester.

Yet, she had underestimated Jareth’s control over Marilla and the usually docile Marilla’s explosive strength when cornered.

“Lily, take Marilla back to her room to rest,” ordered Thaddeus, his voice laced with concern as he turned to Jareth. “You look like hell, too. Let Lily stay with Marilla.”

Lily gingerly lifted Marilla from Jareth’s embrace, easily sweeping her into her arms and ascending the staircase with unwavering steps.

The couple was left dumbfounded.

Jareth’s secretary, raised in the household since she was a girl, was proving to be worth her weight in gold.

“I just wanted for Marilla to face reality. I didn’t expect for it to turn out like this,” Jareth confessed, his chest heaving as if a bellows had been shoved inside, his whole being seeming to fry in an invisible frying pan. “Elspeth never truly cared for Marilla. I thought Marilla had come to accept that, that she wouldn’t.”

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“You thought, you thought! Have you ever, for once, considered Marilla’s feelings in all of this?” Evadne exploded, closing the gap between them in two strides and grabbing Jareth by the collar. “From the moment you charmed her, brought her into your life, keeping her away from the Abernathy family, then parading her before the scrutinizing eyes of the Fairhaven elite – your grandfather, your mother! And now you impose your will upon her, assuming she’ll just accept and bear it? Where do you get this blind confidence? Have you ever truly considered Marilla? Have you seen things from her perspective? Have you ever cared about her feelings?”

“Evadne.” Thaddeus’s gaze faltered.

He wanted to interject but feared making matters worse, knowing his own words often lacked the necessary tact.

Reminiscing, Jareth felt a sharp pang in his heart, his eyes losing their luster.

never asked if Marilla was happy, if this was what

agreed to everything he proposed, appreciated every gift, even the passionate nights that

suddenly realized he

thought he was being considerate, altruistically noble, never pondering whether this was the kind of ‘good‘ Marilla desired or could withstand.

her from the world, severing her normal social needs, and keeping her caged like a canary! Marilla has a passion for art, a raw talent that could make her a prodigious artist. Have you ever seriously cultivated that talent? Why not hire a teacher for her, send her

wasting Marilla. I’m not holding her back. In

you shouldn’t make promises you can’t keep. This isn’t the first time, and certainly the most severe. How many more times will there be over the decades to come? Can you endure that? Can you persist? You’re not a patient man by nature. You’re accommodating and tolerant now only because you’re in the honeymoon phase of your relationship! But what about

back at Evadne, “You shouldn’t doubt my love for Marilla! You shouldn’t

mean it like that; she’s just distressed for Marilla. Back in the Abernathy household, none of us, including myself, ever truly cared for Marilla. The only one who’s always been

and her throat scorched from yelling. She had been harsh, but it was out of fear for Marilla’s

drive a wedge between them, but the current state of their relationship was anything but healthy. Marilla’s condition meant she couldn’t steer the course of their emotions, and it was high time she gave Jareth a wakeup call. Otherwise, the

or hyposensitivity, and unfortunately, Marilla is the former. It’s often her keen sensitivity, her stronger–than–average empathy that makes her so vulnerable to agitation, her actions so uncontrollable,” she

raise Marilla when she was just a little girl. Her own mother sentenced to death, the victim her beloved brother’s mother–it’s

want her to, I refused, and that’s how things ended up like this. Did I really make

and Thaddeus exchanged a look, sighing

resting on his brother’s shoulder. “Jareth, take Marilla to see Elspeth.

stunned, his heart in turmoil. “But Elspeth is your

enough,” Thaddeus said, a faint smile playing at

the hatred for Elspeth, nor was it about diminishing the pain his mother had suffered. It

agreement, her sigh audible. “Jareth, I know you and Thaddeus are tight, but you have Marilla now. You’re a family. Can you put her

and Jareth were

a betrayal. Her wish to see Elspeth one last time shows she’s pure–hearted, compassionate. If Marilla were