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.

he was in the wrong, and he couldn’t

out, “What in the world

up to see Evadne, hand on hip, standing at the

awake, though a bit

on her face, Evadne glanced at Jareth’s

grateful for the reprieve.

betraying her weariness

reached out to hold her delicate hand, pulling her between his legs and wrapping his arms naturally around her

affection as he massaged her lower back, “You

voice was light as a

can barely manage more than a word,

onto his lap, leaning in to k*ss her softly on the lips, his voice

are all tense, not comfortable at

nestled against his chest, “They really worry me to death.”

really okay to let Marilla and Jareth be alone right

And after this, Jareth must realize his mistake. Let him go in and properly charm her. It takes the bell

gently stroking the strands of hair

as the CEO of Fairhaven Group and bring him onto the board of directors. Then, he plans to

flickered, but

Don’t you

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 love. How

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

of helplessness, regret etched into his features, “His proposal will inevitably lead 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.

will cause trouble for your good friend’s marriage?” Evadne’s bright eyes

not what I think;

have no hope for

to seal the deal on those

that party at William and his son’s, in front of all those Elmsworth bigwigs, Jareth made a fool out of Frederic. If he agrees to give his daughter to Jareth after that, he’ll feel like the laughingstock of the whole Elmsworth. With the Fairhaven family seeming to have him under their thumb, and with

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 be able to

the room, he found Marilla weakly leaning against the headboard, her doe–like eyes dull and lifeless, her gaze listless and vacant.

nearly drowning him,

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

“Marilla.”

as if triggered, immediately shut her eyes tight and clutched her

as if a boulder had struck his heaving chest, tears of regret and sorrow welling in his

at what he had done!

been a little more patient, if he