His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 592

In a moment, Jareth felt as if he had been shot through the heart, a sharp pain that made his tall frame shudder.

“In the Abernathy family, Marilla had no sense of self and lived a joyless existence. Now, she’s the woman you keep by your side, living life to your plans, to your tastes, too compliant for her own good. That’s not necessarily a good thing.”

Thaddeus sipped his whiskey, eyes downcast, “You two should take a break, cool off for a few days. It’s also a chance to think about where this relationship is headed and how to proceed.”

“Thaddeus. Are you even listening to yourself?”

Jareth’s palms slammed down on the table, making the liquid in the decanter ripple. His eyes were more bloodshot than the red wine within, “When you were chasing Evadne, at your lowest and most helpless, I never let you give up! And now, you won’t even help me find a way out. You’re actually suggesting I throw in the towel? After all this time, in your eyes and your wife’s, I’m just some irresponsible jerk who leaves chaos in his wake! You never really wanted Marilla and me to work out. From the start, you never truly intended to let her be with me! All my friendship with you was for nothing!”

Thaddeus’s brow furrowed deeply, “Jareth, you’re being too one–sided.”

“If it were Evadne, and I asked you to leave her, to step back, to give up on her. Thaddeus, could you do it? Answer me, could you?”

Jareth’s bitter laugh was filled with pain, “You couldn’t, could you? Without Evadne, you’d rather be dead, right? Well, guess what, I feel the same about Marilla. What’s the point of living without her? When you talk about reconsidering this relationship, about taking Marilla away, you might as well be killing me. It’s not just murder. It’s scattering my ashes to the wind!”

“Evadne, and Marilla are different. How much can Marilla take? Even the slightest shock, and her world might crumble!”

Thaddeus’s gaze was dark and troubled, his concern like that of a father vetting his daughter’s suitor, “What the average person can endure, she cannot. If you love her, you need courage, resolve, and patience far beyond the ordinary. But today, your actions show a clear lack of patience, or you wouldn’t be handling things with such force!”

Jareth felt as though a bucket of cold water had been dumped over him.

wrong, and he couldn’t

a crisp voice rang out, “What in the world are you yelling about at this

and Thaddeus looked up to see Evadne, hand on hip, standing at the entrance to the living room, her gaze

a

complex look on her face, Evadne glanced at Jareth’s bitter expression, “Go check

grateful for the reprieve.

her weariness

with tenderness, reached out to hold her delicate hand, pulling her

looked up at her, his eyes full of deep affection as he massaged her lower back, “You must

Evadne’s voice was light

manage more than a

k*ss her softly on the lips, his voice gentle, “If you don’t want to go back to the room, then rest here with me.”

don’t want to. Your muscles are all tense, not comfortable at all.”

his chest,

okay to let Marilla and Jareth be alone right now,

still loves him, I know it. And after this, Jareth must realize his mistake. Let him go in and properly charm her. It takes the bell ringer to

gently stroking the strands of hair by

his grandson as the CEO of Fairhaven Group and bring him onto the board of directors. Then,

flickered, but

You don’t look happy. Don’t you approve of this

him; I’m actually worried. I’m afraid Jareth won’t take good care of Marilla, so I wanted to intimidate him a bit. They’re in

I just feel helpless as Jareth’s best friend. I can’t do much to

to a meeting with Frederic. Given my current standing with that man, and the fact that Jareth defended me last time, causing Frederic to lose face.

trouble for your good friend’s marriage?” Evadne’s

I think;

mirthlessly, “I have no hope for

still think we need to seal

give his daughter to Jareth after that, he’ll feel like the laughingstock of the whole

“Evadne, you’re brilliant! Why didn’t I think of that? Grandpa’s fond of Jareth, treats him almost like his own grandson. With Grandpa stepping in, Frederic won’t

the room, he found Marilla weakly leaning against the headboard, her doe–like eyes dull

sharp pain swept over him, nearly drowning him,

coax the mistress to take a sip, but no matter how much she pleaded,

“Marilla.”

as if triggered, immediately shut her eyes tight

struck his heaving chest, tears of regret and sorrow welling

at what he had done!

if he had considered her feelings a bit more.