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!”

a mask of sweetness and obedience as she entered

come to

momentarily cleared the gloom from his eyes, replacing it with a genial smile, “Ah, Edith, my

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

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

Barry took a spoonful, indeed feeling less heaviness in

as I came in, I could see the concern in your face. There’s also an

“It seems good news is on

How is this considered good news!”

her! He’s practically handed her

few years before the whole Fairhaven group falls under the control of the Abernathy

right. I knew you were bothered by this.”

“Actually, there’s something else I haven’t told you, fearing it would only add to

this point?

a cold sinker in her heart, Edith turned and walked to the coffee table, pulling

it with a puzzled look, and as he briefly scanned it quickly, his eyes widened in

the Abernathy family has mental

“Yes, grandpa.”

from you. In fact, she has severe autism. Simply put, she has mental illness. We were classmates in junior high, and back then everyone

wonder I 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

breathe, coughing

patted his back, “Grandpa, calm down, your health is important!”

know about this girl’s condition?

He knows everything”

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 this illness?

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

“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 door! I’ll

soothing him, “If you abruptly go

lead to an uproar He’s also on good terms

with a sigh of relief, his voice a blend of anxiety and affection. “Then give grandpa an idea, how could this matter

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

help but worry. “What if you can’t persuade that girl?”

sever their ties once and for all, Edith said,

brief period of rest, Marilla returned to her normal study life.

orderly environment suggested that no storm was too

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

the one who had forged a peaceful

built a pristine and flawless ivory tower to shelter his

didn’t know

study that night was like a barely visible crack on the greenhouse’s

might end just like that.

Insidiously spread like a spider web casting over the sky,

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

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

hadn’t noticed

mistress, it was her paintings, which became increasingly dim and enigmatic, more and more beyond Lily’s

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