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.

knew he was in the wrong, and he couldn’t

the midst of this tense moment, a crisp voice rang out, “What in the world are

see Evadne, hand on hip, standing

a bit weak.”

glanced

rushed upstairs, grateful for the reprieve.

her frown betraying her weariness as

her fatigued, Thaddeus, filled with tenderness, reached out to hold her delicate hand, pulling

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

not tired,” Evadne’s voice was light as a feather.

more than a word, you’re so

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

are all tense, not

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

be alone right now,

his mistake. Let him go in and properly charm her. It takes the bell ringer to

strands of hair by her cheek, “Yeah, that’s

his grandson as the CEO of Fairhaven Group and bring him onto the board of directors. Then, he plans to propose to Marilla’s

but he

You don’t look happy. Don’t

good care of Marilla, so I wanted to intimidate him a bit. They’re in love. How could I stand in the

helpless as Jareth’s

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. My narrow–minded father holds grudges. If he finds an opportunity, he will

think Frederic will cause trouble for your

what I think; it’s

chuckled mirthlessly, “I have no hope for

I still think we need to seal the deal on those two as soon

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 Frederic always prizing his reputation above all else, how could he bear

think of that? Grandpa’s fond of Jareth, treats him almost like his own grandson.

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

over him, nearly drowning

to take a sip, but no matter how much she pleaded, Marilla refused to open her

“Marilla.”

shut her eyes tight and clutched her head, her frail

struck his heaving chest, tears of regret and sorrow

at what he

little more patient, if he had considered her feelings a