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 the car

with half his body out of the car, dropping a

her to the amusement

he got out of the car with

until Aaron’s commanding

“Thank you.

forward to

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

by chaos. The servants rushed to him, claiming that Mrs. Fairhaven had come in the morning with a crew, taking all valuables and smashing anything they

place

his love of money, to

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

stairs

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this abnormal calm was even more chilling.

the barren room when April’s call came

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

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

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

with no shares, no power, barely clinging to life.

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

The call ended.

silent

face, Gary set down the knife and dialed his trusted associate

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 twisted,

The Fairhaven family.

Barry was in his study with his secretary, sorting

truly resolved to transfer all

intent. “Once you hand

of resignation in his eyes. “I’m well aware. Why else would I have you draft up the paperwork?”

the Fairhaven Group is your life’s work. Without you, it wouldn’t exist. Are you

knocking on death’s door. What use is a business empire

his wits about him despite his wild ways, and he’s