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!”

expression to a mask of sweetness

to see you!”

Barry momentarily cleared the gloom from his eyes, replacing it with a genial

this is the soup I specially made for you with my own hands,

to Barry, This hearty dish is best for

I’m feeling down?” Barry took a spoonful, indeed

you, and as soon as I came in, I could see the concern in your

is ambiguous, “It seems good news is on

How is this considered

practically handed her half of

the

are right. I knew you were bothered

I haven’t told you, fearing it would only add to your worries.”

at this point? Just tell

her heart, Edith turned and walked to the coffee table, pulling

briefly scanned it quickly, his eyes widened in disbelief at the medical report in front of

girl from the Abernathy family has mental issues?”

“Yes, grandpa.”

family, have been hiding Marilla’s condition from you. In fact, she has severe autism. Simply put, she has mental illness. We were classmates in junior high, and back then everyone would talk behind her back and call

always felt something was off about that girl. She’s in her early twenties but acts like a child. It turns out her mind is troubled Elspeth left nothing but a defective

hardly breathe, coughing and puffing, his face turning beet

patted his back, “Grandpa, calm down, your health

your brother know about this girl’s

He knows everything”

his mind? Does he not fear that their children will inherit this illness? I truly don’t understand

fooled by Marilla’s innocent appearance. He’s had his fill of gourmet meals, now, unexpectedly finding charm in plain boiled rice, he naturally can’t stop himself,” Edith said with a hint

eyes burned with fury as he slapped the armrest of his sofa, “The entire Abernathy family are a bunch of liars! They want to push their unwanted daughter into the Fairhaven group over my dead body! As long as I’m alive for one more day. I will not let that girl

trembling hand into hers, soothing him, “If you abruptly

like; it’ll surely lead to an uproar He’s also on good terms with Mr. Thaddeus, siding with outsiders, ultimately

with a sigh of relief, his voice a blend of anxiety and affection. “Then give grandpa an

I have the bond of former classmates. I’ll find a moment to have a talk to her,” Edith replied softly, her voice dripping with empathy. “With reason and emotions–I hope I

couldn’t help but worry.

ruthless, but it will sever their ties once and for all, Edith said, a mischievous curve playing on her lips. “Just

Marilla returned to

turmoil the school had gone through, the orderly environment suggested that no storm was too fierce

of the incident, the school, under pressure from

forged a peaceful

would have built a pristine and flawless ivory tower to

didn’t know was-

was like a barely visible crack on the greenhouse’s

end just

casting over the sky, eventually covering the entire greenhouse, shattering it

side every day, watching over her as if she were the most precious thing

locking herself in the steber upon returning home, focusing earnestly on her paintings, without

noticed

anything different about the young mistress, it was her paintings, which

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