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!”

erupted from the

might be

shock, a pang striking

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

“Ah!”

finger, beads of blood blossoming against her alabaster skin, a

he knelt beside Marilla, grabbing her wrist in

“I–I’m sorry, Jareth.”

with tears, gazing remorsefully at the ruined panda–shaped cupcakes. “I was clumsy, I couldn’t

you shouldn’t hurt yourself!” Jareth’s voice was tight

her cool fingertips, a comforting heat

yet, for some reason, her heart remained

scratch by Marilla, who spent all day preparing them for you with ingredients we bought together this morning. It was a gesture of love for you, and now that

too harsh. Of course, these were more than just snacks; they were a token of Marilla’s affection for him. And in his concern for her injury, he

job, so it’s just as

forced a smile, though it was laced with effort. “Next time, I’ll

already begun to pick up the crushed cupcakes from the floor, popping them into his mouth without hesitation, savoring each

sweet, and perfect! I’m at a loss for words. My wife’s cooking

he managed to lavishly praise her. “Honey, am I lucky enough to eat this every

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

piece of the panda cupcake into his mouth and swallowing it with satisfaction. Then, with a satisfied squint,

lashes fluttered. “No, that was all I made.”

I haven’t had my fill,

her into his embrace with a possessive tug. His voice was husky and

lips parting slightly, her nod shy

Jareth

you think?” Jareth slouched into the sofa, his gaze somber, fingers idly circling

overheard our conversation. But I’m not

“Mr. Fairhaven, don’t you find that Marilla seems

a scar on Marilla. She’s always been introverted and timid; she can’t handle such confrontations. Listen, now that Edith is back, you need to be

something was off between Marilla

on it, but her intuition was practically screaming that there was a

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 fire.”

and she glanced up at the wall clock.

Right on schedule!

a step

to take care of, so I’ll just be going now!” She made her

more than just

sure did the trick.