His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

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 as she entered

I’ve come to

momentarily cleared the gloom from his eyes,

you with my own hands, simmered for a whole

the bowl to Barry, This hearty dish is best for when you’re

feeling down?” Barry took a spoonful, indeed feeling

you, and as soon as I came in, I could see the concern in your face. There’s also an invitation on the table, is that

good news is on the horizon, right?”

this considered

the bowl down, his temper flaring, “I only have one grandson, and he’s being toyed with by that Abernathy girl! Completely bewitched by her! He’s practically handed her half of his fortune as the betrothal gifts, and giving it to her is the same as

they’re married, I doubt it will take few years before the whole

are right. I knew you were bothered by

else I haven’t told you, fearing it would

be worse at this point? Just

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

quickly, his eyes widened

the Abernathy family has mental

“Yes, grandpa.”

and the entire Abernathy 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 her an idiot, or a simpleton. She didn’t even complete college, dropping out

off about that girl. She’s in her early twenties but acts like a child. It turns out her mind is troubled Elspeth

furious he could hardly breathe, coughing and puffing,

“Grandpa, calm down, your health

about this

He knows everything”

he lost his mind? Does he not fear that their children will inherit this illness? I truly don’t understand him, could have any woman he desires. Why is he

now, unexpectedly finding charm in plain boiled rice, he

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 step a foot inside our

hand into hers, soothing him, “If you abruptly

uproar He’s also on good terms with Mr. Thaddeus, siding with outsiders, ultimately our family will be at a loss.”

Barry said with a sigh of relief, his voice a blend of

her voice dripping with empathy. “With reason and emotions–I hope I can persuade her to stop bothering my brother, as

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

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

a brief period of rest, Marilla returned to her

gone through, the orderly environment suggested that no storm was too fierce to be calmed.

the scene of the incident, the school, under pressure from the influential Fairhaven

was the one who had forged a peaceful life for

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

what he didn’t know was-

Marilla had overheard outside the study that night was like a barely visible crack on the greenhouse’s glass

just like that.

spread like a spider web casting over the sky, eventually covering the

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

to disguise her feelings, locking herself in the steber upon returning home, focusing earnestly on her

noticed anything

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