Chapter 734

Jareth had spent just one night in the hospital.

Throughout that sleepless night, he was on the phone non–stop, taking calls, arranging press conferences, and reaching out to renowned psychiatrists and psychologists both domestic and abroad. He was desperate to secure the best possible care for his beloved.

But Barry, as if determined to drive Jareth to distraction, had dumped the entire weight of the corporation’s affairs on his shoulders without regard for his well–being.

Dean stood by helplessly, almost on the verge of tears.

That morning, shortly after Jareth had been hooked up to an IV drip, Lily’s call came through. Learning that Marilla was stable, Jareth immediately yanked out the needle and strode towards the exit while donning his black coat.

“Dean, get the car ready!”

“Mr. Fairhaven, you really should finish your meds before you rush off!” Dean felt heartsick, witnessing how Mr. Fairhaven had tormented himself and how his face had turned gaunt from just a few days of stress.

“I’m fine.”

Jareth had already reached the door; his silhouette showed a blend of determination and desolation, and his hoarse voice was filled with urgent longing. “Nothing matters more to me than seeing my wife.”

Once again, the luxury car pulled into the sprawling driveway of Havenbrook Villa.

was

Ms. Marilla is much better. She had a hearty breakfast,” Mr. Murray greeted him; in his

ate well?

breakfast, and she always needed me to coax and persuade her to get up and eat. Every time,

very caring. Looking after our Ms. Marilla for so long must have been

sharp pain struck Jareth’s heart.

sounded like a farewell.

well, so you don’t need to worry.

“Murray!”

arm; with his dry lips parting in urgency and his voice hoarse

Ms. Marilla is not to receive visitors

“Visitor?”

help but give out a heavy cough, “Marilla is my fiancée,

you’re in

grow up, couldn’t maintain his impassive facade for long,

Chapter 734

advise him earnestly, “But given what’s happened, you know

he done?!” Jareth pressed, frantic for

arguing fiercely

clear over the

raining down upon him, causing a pain so intense that he

imagine just how vicious Barry’s words

better off carefree as the darling of the Abernathy family than as a grand lady. You’ve done nothing wrong. It’s just that the two of you weren’t meant to be. Don’t clash too much with your own family. Mr.

his words were to a man who loved Marilla so deeply.

the gentlest way he could think to tell him, his love story with

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