His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 697

Chapter 697

Jareth carried Marilla back to their room.

In just a few moves, he removed the white cotton dress stained with paint from her body, and carried her snow–white figure into the bathroom.

The bathtub was filled with steam, and the man gingerly placed her into it. He was afraid that he would not be able to control himself, so he didn’t get in with her, Instead, he sat on the edge of the bathtub, rolled up his black shirt sleeves, and gently wiped her delicate skin with a cloth.

He found that the girl, who had been plumper thanks to his care, had recently lost weight. Her flat belly, her cool collarbones, her pointed chin.

Jareth tightly pursed his lips, unable to suppress the pain in his heart.

He suddenly began to regret.

If he hadn’t taken on the responsibility, he could have spent every day with Eleanor. Wouldn’t their life be sweet and splendid?

But if he didn’t fight for it, the Fairhaven Group would eventually fall into the hands of Gary

No way.

He’d rather see Fairhaven Group destroyed than let that bastard Gary have his way!

“Hmm

Marilla slowly opened her drowsy eyes, saw her lover’s handsome face, and suddenly became awake, staring blankly for a moment.

“Ah, I woke you. It’s my fault, I’m so clumsy,” Jareth frowned, a rueful smile on his face.

Suddenly, there was a splash.

Marilla’s white and tender body emerged from the water, her slender arms tightly hugged his neck, and she sobbed loudly.

Hot tears fell one by one onto Jareth’s shoulder as she cried. He was frightened, his arms wrapped around her smooth body, wishing he could embed her into his very being.

“What’s wrong? Who bullied my wife and made her cry so sadly?”

Jareth asked anxiously, but Marilla just cried.

She was scared, so very scared.

Jareth would do dangerous things

the darkness of night, afraid of waking up in the morning without him by her side, afraid that

afraid

him to be safe

home early?” Marilla asked, her eyes red from crying.

missed me.”

of relief, his cool lips grazing her damp, thin shoulders, kissing her inch by inch before

more days.

they didn’t

into bed with his sweet–smelling wife, he quickly fell asleep.

her eyes

morning, she pretended to be calm, knelt on the bed, and tied Jareth’s

did he wear ties, thinking they were too restrictive. He mostly wore casual curts, which, combined with his tall and handsome figure, gave him

to be so causal

learned how to tie ties. At first, she was slow, and the knot wasn’t pretty. But dareth never minded; however she

practice, her nimble fingers could quickly tie a full Windsor

“Jareth, all set.

finished speaking, her waist was suddenly embraced by the man, and his lips

her soft pink nose,

the woman in his arms gradually soften, like a piece of almost–melted, delectable white

morning, and the flames were

didn’t want to go to

lips, he reached

flushed, holding his large hand, “It’s already tied. Don’t mess it up. Wait

make up for it tonight,” Jareth’s voice was husky with desire,

blushed and nodded shyly.

had prepared breakfast, and it was almost time, but she stood at the door,

the endless sweet nothings, her lips

young master always lingered with his lady until

I have a little

Marilla’s delicate body and placed her in front of the dressing table chair,

the white jade hairpin caught her eye, making her

bought you, you’ve never worn once.

large hand gently gathering her soft long hair, somewhat clumsily following Lily’s instructions to

he

to make up for

the bun was finished, and Jareth inserted the

wife was even more so. Her skin was as white as

do you know what it means for a man to tie a

velvety with emotion, “It means you are

clear beam of light from outside the window fell on Marilla’s moist white cheeks. Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, her ears turning

out of the villa, with Lily

has the Madam met anyone at

from the night before and her dark circles that morning, he couldn’t help but

practicing painting in the studio, she hasn’t met anyone,” Lily asked with worry. “Master, is Madam alright?

nothing. Maybe she’s just upset because I haven’t been

the school’s anniversary celebration at

forward to it for a

make sure she’s well–protected; we can’t

o’clock sharp.

arrived at Elmsworth Academy of Fine Arts on time, accompanied

type, the kind who remains low key and finds comfort in the shadows rather than the spotlight. Crowds made her skin crawl, which was why she wouldn’t let the

knew that with her own remarkable skills, no one could harm Marilla on her watch, at least not

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