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.

in the wrong, and he couldn’t blame anyone

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

to see Evadne, hand on hip, standing

though a bit

face, Evadne glanced at Jareth’s bitter expression,

rushed upstairs, grateful for

betraying her weariness as she sighed

delicate hand, pulling her between his legs and wrapping his arms naturally around

affection as he massaged her lower back, “You must be exhausted. I’ll go with you to rest. Don’t

Evadne’s voice was light

manage more than a

lifted her effortlessly onto his lap, leaning in to k*ss her softly on the lips, his voice gentle, “If you don’t want

don’t want to. Your muscles are all

nestled against his chest, “They really

to let Marilla and Jareth be alone right now, after their fight?” Thaddeus

loves him, I know it. And after this, Jareth must realize his mistake. Let him go

thoughtfully, his fingers gently stroking the strands of hair by her cheek, “Yeah,

meeting this month. He’ll officially appoint his grandson as the CEO of Fairhaven Group and bring him onto the board of directors. Then, he plans

flickered, but

wrong? You don’t look happy. Don’t you approve of this match?”

mad I got at him; I’m actually worried. I’m afraid Jareth won’t take good care of Marilla, so I wanted to intimidate him a

disapprove, I just feel helpless as Jareth’s

features, “His proposal will inevitably lead to a meeting with Frederic. Given my current standing with that man, and the fact that Jareth defended

for your

think; it’s a

chuckled mirthlessly, “I have no

racking my brain, and I still think we need to seal the deal

for Marilla’s future, pondered even deeper, “You know as well as I do that Frederic is hardly going to agree to this marriage. At 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

think of that? Grandpa’s fond of

Marilla weakly leaning against the headboard,

pain swept over him, nearly drowning him, making

a bowl of soup, trying to coax the mistress to take a sip, but no matter how much she pleaded, Marilla refused to open her

“Marilla.”

the husky call of Jareth, Marilla, as if triggered, immediately shut her eyes

had struck his heaving chest, tears of regret and sorrow welling

at what he had

a little more patient, if he had considered her feelings a bit more.