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!”

gloomy expression to a mask of sweetness and obedience as she entered

I’ve come to see

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

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

hearty dish is best for

did you know I’m feeling down?” Barry took a spoonful, indeed feeling less heaviness in his chest.

concern in your face.

“It seems good

How is this considered

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 giving it to the Abernathy group. Hasn’t he considered

few years before the

knew you were bothered by this.”

told you, fearing it

could be worse at this point? Just tell me!”

Edith turned and walked to the coffee table, pulling out a document hidden from under

his eyes widened

girl from the Abernathy

“Yes, grandpa.”

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 her

but acts like a child. It turns out her mind is troubled Elspeth left nothing but a defective seed!

hardly breathe, coughing and puffing, his

“Grandpa, calm down, your health is

about this

He knows everything”

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

gourmet meals, now, unexpectedly finding charm in

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 door! I’ll go see Hamilton Abernathy first thing tomorrow morning and call

“If you abruptly go to Mr. Hamilton,

surely lead to an uproar He’s also on good

thoughtful granddaughter, you’ve always had a knack for warming your granddad’s heart, Barry said with a sigh of relief, his voice a blend of anxiety

classmates. I’ll find a moment to have a talk to her,” Edith replied softly, her

madly in love, couldn’t help but worry. “What if

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

period of rest, Marilla returned to her normal study

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

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

had forged a peaceful

a pristine and flawless ivory tower to shelter his

what he didn’t know was-

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

just like that.

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

stayed by Marilla’s side every day, watching over her as if she were the most precious

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

noticed anything

was her paintings, which became increasingly

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