His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 631

“Mr. Fairhaven, is there trouble at the corporation?” Lily asked, her brows knit together in concern as she attempted to probe the situation.

The moment Jareth had entered the room, Lily had sensed the weight of his thoughts. It wasn’t that Marilla was negligent in her attentiveness to him, but Lily had been by his side for so long that no one else could claim to understand him better.

Jareth’s deep–set eyes darkened as he clenched a pair of game dice ruthlessly in his palm. “I met with Edith today. She’s currently in the hospital, under the protection of my mother and grandfather.”

“You saw her!”

Lily’s pupils shrank, and she quickly lowered her voice. “I hope there wasn’t any trouble?”

Jareth scoffed. “Would she dare? Not under my watch.”

“Even so, you should remain cautious.” Lily voiced her concern, “If Edith managed to return, she must have aligned herself with Gary. Your sister has long since turned against you. To spite you, she’ll surely join forces with Gary to come after you.”

“Heh, she’d better make her move soon. I’m getting impatient.”

Jareth gritted his teeth, nearly crushing the dice in his palm. “I’ve been looking for a reason to deal with that girl. If she wants to light a fire, then I’ll make sure she gets burned. She dares to conspire with Gary, I dare to end them both!”

Lily nodded thoughtfully. “You’re more than capable of handling the Fairhaven Group on your own. I’m not worried about that. My main concern is Marilla. Edith has targeted her before, even causing a scene at our home. Thankfully, we stopped her before things escalated. Now that Edith is back, she won’t let things slide. I fear she may try to harm Marilla again.”

“She wouldn’t dare!”

Jareth’s eyes flared with a crimson rage at the mere thought. “When she maliciously exposed those medical records in front of everyone, nearly tearing apart Evadne and Thad’s relationship, she ceased to be my sister! She can wreak havoc all she likes, but if she lays a finger on Marilla, I swear she’ll pay with her life!”

from the direction of the kitchen!

what it might be and rushed towards the noise.

Jareth called out in shock, a pang

she was, Marilla knelt on the floor, her face deathly pale as she frantically gathered the broken pieces of porcelain.

“Ah!”

ceramic cut through her finger, beads of blood blossoming against her

grabbing her wrist in urgency.

“I–I’m sorry, Jareth.”

with tears, gazing remorsefully at the ruined panda–shaped cupcakes.

Jareth’s voice was tight with concern, gently sucking on her wounded

warmth envelop her cool fingertips, a comforting

for some reason, her heart remained chilled, filled with unease.

harsh,” Lily interjected, having swiftly brought the first aid kit to tend to Marilla’s wound. “The cupcakes were made from scratch by Marilla, who spent all day preparing them for you with ingredients we bought together this morning. It was a

just snacks; they were a token of Marilla’s affection for him. And in his concern for

a good job, so it’s just

it was laced with effort. “Next time, I’ll make some

begun to pick up the crushed

and perfect! I’m at a loss for words. My wife’s cooking is amazing!”

to eat this every

floor; they’re dirty, stop eating!” Marilla’s cheeks flushed with panic, wishing she could reach into his mouth

and swallowing it with satisfaction. Then,

that was all I

my

into his embrace with a possessive tug. His voice was

leaned into his strong chest, her lips parting slightly, her

finished bandaging Marilla’s wound, Jareth called her

into the sofa, his gaze somber, fingers idly circling

But I’m not sure

“Mr. Fairhaven, don’t you find

She’s always been introverted and timid; she can’t handle such confrontations. Listen, now that Edith is back, you need to be extra vigilant when I’m away. Marilla must not be given a chance to encounter her, understand?”

had this niggling feeling that something was off between Marilla and Edith.

couldn’t quite put her finger on it, but her intuition was practically screaming that there was a story there, untold and simmering under the surface.

Don’t we have air conditioning?” Jareth complained, his breath coming in heavy pants as a flush climbed up his long neck. “I feel like I’m on

the time, and she glanced up at the wall

Right on schedule!

a step back, her eyes wide, “I guess maybe you had one too many oysters

of, so I’ll just be going now!” She made her escape as Jack’s breathing grew more labored, and he cursed under

you know it’s more than just the oysters–it’s like you

oysters sure did the trick.