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!”

a mask of sweetness and obedience as she entered the

come to

gloom from his eyes, replacing it with a genial smile, “Ah, Edith, my dear”

soup I specially made for you with my own hands,

Barry, This hearty dish is best for when you’re feeling down; it nourishes the body and

Barry took a spoonful,

could see the concern in your face. There’s also an invitation on the table,

seems good news is on the horizon,

this considered good

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

years before the whole Fairhaven group falls under the

I knew you were

told you, fearing it would only add to your worries.”

be worse at this point? Just tell

coffee table, pulling out

he briefly scanned it quickly, his eyes widened

from the Abernathy family

“Yes, grandpa.”

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 midway because of

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,

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

know about this girl’s condition?

He knows everything”

still wants to marry her? Has 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.

meals, now, unexpectedly finding

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 door! I’ll go

man, taking his trembling hand into hers, soothing him, “If you abruptly go to Mr. Hamilton, the news will spread to big

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

with a sigh of relief, his voice a blend of anxiety

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 can persuade her to stop bothering my brother,

of his grandson madly in love, couldn’t help but worry. “What if you can’t persuade that

harsher, perhaps even ruthless, but it will sever their ties once and for all, Edith said,

period of rest, Marilla returned to her normal study

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

scene of the incident, the school, under pressure from

who had forged a peaceful life for

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

he didn’t

Marilla had overheard outside the study that night was

might end just like that.

would slowly, Insidiously spread like a spider web casting over the

side every day, watching over her as

in the steber upon returning home, focusing earnestly on her paintings,

hadn’t noticed

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