His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 695

Chapter 695

Edith stopped in front of them, revealing a sweet smile, putting on quite the show.

“Well, little Edith, how have you been keeping?” Gary asked with feigned concern on the side.

“Much better, thank you for asking. Uncle.”

“That’s good to hear. You’re the apple in the Fairhaven family’s eye. If something happened to you, it would pain your grandpa and your mom to death! Gary’s words were intended for Jareth’s ears.

Then, with a meaningful wink at Edith, Gary hummed a tune and walked away

“What are you doing here? Jareth’s gaze was icy as he stared her down.

I've brought some homemade ginseng tea for Grandpa, while it’s still hot.”

Edith batted her innocent eyes, “Jareth, you wouldn’t deny me the chance to serve Grandpa, would you?”

Jareth’s eyes narrowed as he lifted a finger, pointing it at her face with an oppressive force.

Without a word, his silence was more intimidating than any threat, causing Edith’s heart to race and her hands, holding the tray, to tremble slightly.

“Edith, I’m warning you, don’t play tricks. Otherwise, I’ll pull out that forked tongue of yours and chop off your treacherous legs. Just try if you don’t believe me.”

With those words, Jareth brushed past her and left with long strides.

Edith glared fiercely at the unshakable tall back of the man, atid bitterly gritted her teeth.

“Heh, then let’s just see!”

she changed her gloomy expression to a mask of sweetness and obedience

come to see you!”

his granddaughter, Barry momentarily cleared the gloom from his eyes, replacing

you with my own hands, simmered for a

table and presented the bowl to Barry, This hearty dish is best for when you’re feeling down; it nourishes the body and calms the mind.

I’m feeling down?” Barry took a spoonful, indeed feeling less heaviness in his

the concern in your face.

smile that is ambiguous, “It seems good news is on the horizon,

news? How is this considered good news!”

her half of his fortune as the betrothal gifts, and giving it to her is the same as giving it to the Abernathy group. Hasn’t he considered the

it will take few years before the whole Fairhaven group falls

right. I knew you were bothered by this.”

something else I haven’t told you, fearing it would only add

worse at this

table, pulling out a document hidden from

a puzzled look, and as he briefly scanned it quickly, his eyes widened in disbelief at the medical report in front of him,

the Abernathy

“Yes, grandpa.”

Simply put, she has mental illness. We were classmates in junior high, and back then everyone would talk behind her back and call her an idiot, or a simpleton. She didn’t even complete college, dropping out midway because of

like a child. It turns out her mind is troubled

furious he could hardly breathe, coughing and puffing, his face

calm down, your health

brother know about

He knows everything”

mind? Does he not fear that their children will inherit this

appearance. He’s had his fill of gourmet meals, now, unexpectedly finding charm in plain boiled rice, he naturally can’t

As long as

into hers, soothing him, “If you abruptly go to Mr.

an uproar He’s also on good terms with Mr. Thaddeus, siding with outsiders, ultimately our family

of relief, his voice a blend of anxiety

a moment to have a talk to her,” Edith replied softly, her voice dripping with empathy. “With reason and emotions–I hope

thinking of his grandson madly in love, couldn’t help but worry. “What if

once and for all, Edith said, a mischievous curve

rest, Marilla returned to her normal study

the orderly environment suggested that no storm

been deleted, and since there were no witnesses at the scene of the incident, the school, under pressure from the influential Fairhaven Group, remained tight–lipped about Marilla’s identity

one who had forged a peaceful life

built a pristine and flawless ivory tower to shelter his girl, who was like a delicate flower

he didn’t

outside the study that night was like a barely visible crack

end just like that.

Insidiously spread like a spider web casting over the sky, eventually covering the entire greenhouse, shattering it into pieces

stayed by Marilla’s side every day, watching over her as if she were

to disguise her feelings, locking herself in the steber upon returning

hadn’t noticed

there was anything different about the young mistress, it was her paintings, which became increasingly dim and enigmatic, more and more

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