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 the study.

to see

eyes, replacing it with a

specially made for you with my own hands, simmered for a whole day?”

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

how did you know I’m feeling down?” Barry took a spoonful, indeed feeling less heaviness

concern in your face. There’s also an invitation on

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

this considered good

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

married, I doubt it will take few years before the whole Fairhaven group

right. I knew you were bothered by this.”

haven’t told you,

at this point?

coffee table, pulling out a document hidden from under the tray “Grandpa,

he briefly scanned it quickly, his eyes widened in disbelief at the medical report in front of him, boldly displaying Marilla’s

girl from the Abernathy

“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

twenties but acts like a child. It turns out her mind is troubled Elspeth left nothing but a defective seed! She’s gone, and yet she left behind her dimwit daughter to plague my precious

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

his back, “Grandpa, calm

know about this girl’s

He knows everything”

was uncontrollable, almost bewildered, “He knows, yet he still wants to marry her? Has he lost his mind? Does he not fear that their children will inherit

finding charm in plain boiled rice, he

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

soothing him, “If you abruptly go to Mr.

how he is like; it’ll surely lead to an uproar He’s also on good terms with Mr.

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

Edith replied softly, her voice dripping with empathy. “With reason and emotions–I hope I can

his grandson madly in love, couldn’t help

once and for

Marilla returned to her

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

there were no witnesses at the scene of the incident, the school, under pressure from the

one who had forged a peaceful life for Marilla.

and flawless ivory tower to shelter his girl, who was like a delicate flower in a greenhouse.

what he didn’t know

overheard outside the study that night was like

might end just like

like a spider web casting over the sky, eventually covering the entire greenhouse, shattering it

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

herself in the steber upon returning

hadn’t noticed

paintings, which became

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