His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 754

“What did you say? Say it again,” Jareth’s breathing became erratic, his eyes bloodshot, as if holding back a fire that could scorch the heavens and the earth!

At this moment, the man was thoroughly enraged, teetering on the brink of collapse, and Alston took perverse pleasure in watching him unravel.

Alston lifted his chin with the smug smile of a victor, “Mr. Fairhaven, if I have anyone to thank for my current bliss with Marilla, it’s you. Had your Fairhaven Group cherished a gem like Marilla instead of tormenting her to death and engaging in such despicable acts, she would have been yours by now, wouldn’t she? And I would never have had the chance to experience this exquisite fate.”

Earlier, their whispers had been inaudible to Lily and Dean. But now, the revelation struck them like a bolt from the blue, a crushing pain spreading through their very core.

“You’re lying!”

With a bang, Jareth grabbed Alston by the collar, lifting him nearly off his feet and slamming him against the car door with such speed that even the Bartley family’s bodyguards couldn’t react in time!

When they tried to intervene, Lily and Dean blocked them, preventing anyone from getting close to Jareth.

Alston grimaced in pain, feeling as though his spine might break into pieces. Accustomed to a life of luxury, he was not used to this kind of rough treatment, and his voice trembled with fear, “What good does it do you to lash out at me?! Marilla slipped through your fingers; you couldn’t protect your own woman! This is just impotent rage!”

Jareth’s handsome face turned ashen, his throat filled with the taste of blood.

do you think it was my family who forced her hand? She agreed to marry me of her own will, thoroughly disappointed in

his fist cracking with the force of his grip as it hurtled toward Alston’s face,

in time, her calloused palm catching

still clenched, and the fury in his eyes couldn’t

you? Why aren’t you hitting

more than to see your Fairhaven Group blacklisted in Elmsworth! If you dare lay a finger on me, you can kiss any future Fairhaven Group’s projects in Elmsworth goodbye! I’ll make

the chilly early morning hours, Marilla had yet to retire, sitting before her easel in a cozy, fuzzy loungewear, lost

only sound. The figure taking shape on the paper, though only outlined

caressing the bright eyes in the drawing, as a torrent of precious memories overwhelmed her. Her heart ached, and she quickly shut her eyes.

she would get used to a life without Jareth, and he would gradually forget her, finding happiness

a gentle hesitant knock sounded, “Ms. Abernathy, are you still

Chapter 754

in,” Marilla flipped the portrait

once the best friend of Erica at Windermere Estate. Now that Marilla had returned home, the maid had offered to come along and take care of

resting at this hour?” Marilla

“Ms. Abernathy.”

Windermere Estate gates for over two hours. I heard the butlers discussing, that’s how

if a knife had been plunged into her heart, twisting

a fuss, afraid to disturb Mr. Frederic Abernathy. Even if Mr. Frederic Abernathy were asleep, if Dennis heard about it, things could get very complicated,”

phone from the desk and powering it on. The device vibrated wildly, a barrage of missed call notifications flooding the

only one message:

miss

fell hot and heavy onto the heartfelt words, burning

past days, she thought she had grown accustomed to his absence. Even if

this simple message of longing, leaving her utterly defenseless.