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.”

look at him again, expressionlessly opening

drained, as Aaron paused with half his body out of the

take her to the amusement park this weekend, have some fun, watch the

of the car

regain his composure, until Aaron’s commanding figure vanished through the precinct doors. His

“Thank you.

to Friday.

discharged from the hospital, and because Barry insisted on him going abroad for “recuperation“, he couldn’t stay in any longer even

The servants rushed to him, claiming that Mrs. Fairhaven had come in

Gary’s divorce, this place

for his love

he merely acknowledged them with a detached “I know,” and left them hanging as he

stairs

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was

room when April’s call came

to emigrate and live out your years in comfort. Isn’t it time to hurry up with the

purpose. The longer you wait, the looser my lips get.

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, and I still have feelings for you. Can we renegotiate the divorce settlement? You’re practically cleaning me out. At the end of the day, I’m still the Fairhaven family’s second

cripple now, with no shares, no power, barely clinging to life. What use do

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 1 would have married you if not for your Fairhaven family name? Stripped of the Fairhaven Group’s halo, you’re less than a beggar on the street. I’ve waited long for this day! Tomorrow morning is your final deadline. If you don’t sign, I’ll go straight to Barry myself. Don’t push me to say something you

The call ended.

as silent

impassive face, Gary set down the knife and

bring the gear. Before we leave, we’ll see Barry one last time. The last time in this life.” With that, he rose and left the room, leaving behind the

The Fairhaven family.

of the night, Barry was in his study with

you truly resolved to transfer all this

boss‘ intent. “Once you hand these over to Mr. Fairhaven, you’re essentially putting the

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

life’s work. Without you, it wouldn’t exist.

laughter as he shook his head. I’m knocking on death’s door. What use is a business empire to me? You can’t take it with

about him despite his wild