His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 769

Aaron’s brow furrowed tighter, his gaze growing icier by the second,

“So you’re telling me to back off?”

Jareth’s throat felt parched, and just as his lips parted to speak, Aaron cut in, “Ever since I found out you two were head over heels for each other, I’ve kept myself on the sidelines. Hell, I even avoided Marilla to keep you from getting the wrong idea, despite how much I cared for her. Jareth, the ball’s always been in your court, whether it was your issues or your family’s. Now that you’ve split up, why can’t I have my shot?”

A piercing retort landed squarely in Jareth’s chest, leaving him stunned and speechless.

“You two are over. There’s nothing wrong with me pursuing Marilla now. If you still love her, then go ahead, spill your guts to her. We can have an honest competition. You can try to reignite whatever you had, and I won’t interfere. But here you are, asking me to step aside and hand you the opportunity. Mr. Fairhaven, don’t you think that’s a bit overbearing?”

Aaron’s voice was edged with an unwelcoming chill, each word deliberate, “Your feelings for Marilla are genuine, but aren’t mine just as real? You’d die for her, and you think I wouldn’t? What’s the point in saying all this to a rival, other than to pat yourself on the back?”

Guilt, self–reproach, and resentment, a multitude of emotions tore through Jareth’s weary soul.

That time, on the art school’s rooftop, if it hadn’t been for Aaron’s shrewd negotiation skills and swift reflexes saving Marilla from the clutches of a thug, Jareth might have lost his love forever.

“Can I see Marilla?”

Jareth’s eyes were red rimmed, his plea desperate and humble, “I swear, I won’t interfere with you two, I won’t fight or compete anymore. Just let me see her, okay?”

“If there’s nothing else, I have work to get back to.”

him again, expressionlessly opening

as Aaron paused with half his body out of the

Marilla to take her to the amusement park this weekend,

out of the car with agile movements.

Aaron’s commanding figure vanished through the precinct doors. His pale

“Thank you.

forward to

going abroad for “recuperation“, he couldn’t

come in the morning with a crew, taking all valuables and

divorce, this place was

for his love of

“I know,”

stairs

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abnormal calm was even more chilling.

room when April’s

of the hospital, about to emigrate and live out your years in comfort. Isn’t it

dripped with sarcasm, her words prodding at his pride, “Dragging your feet serves no purpose. The longer you wait, the looser my lips get. If I let slip some unsavory details, won’t that just

the coffee table and emotionlessly began carving letters into the expensive mahogany, “April, I used to be your husband anyway. I’ve never skimped on taking care of you since you married into the Fairhaven family. I didn’t want it to come to this,

barely clinging to life.

“All these years, I’ve been Mrs. Fairhaven in name only, while you never gave me a second glance, gallivanting around with your wild parties as if I were nothing but a decoration! That I could tolerate, but you hid your infertility from me, pinning the blame on me for not having. kids, making me the butt of jokes among the Elmsworth elite, the hen that can’t lay eggs! Gary, do you think

The call ended.

silent as

down the knife and dialed

this life.” With that, he rose and left the room, leaving behind the twisted, carved

The Fairhaven family.

of the night, Barry was in his study with his secretary, sorting through his assets

resolved to transfer all

“Once you hand these over to Mr. Fairhaven, you’re essentially putting

picked up his pen, a hint of resignation in his eyes. “I’m well aware.

your life’s work. Without you, it wouldn’t exist. Are you truly ready to let

laughter as he shook his head. I’m knocking on death’s door. What use is a

somber as he recounted recent events, “Ever since Jareth came storming in, making threats, and landed Gary in the hospital, I’ve seen the light. If I cling to power, I’ll only plunge the company into deeper chaos. It could drive Jareth to do something drastic. Deep down, I’ve always known he’s got the makings of a leader. He inherited Kris‘ sharp intellect, keeps his wits about him despite his wild ways, and he’s got the likes of Thaddeus as a friend. That boy’s path