Chapter 515

Gordon gasped, having skipped breakfast, and this breath filled him up.

“No, no. Planes are cool, but I’d rather not take a one–way trip to the afterlife!”

“Come on, Thaddeus. Mr. Gordon is sincerely loyal to you. No need to get angry over a plane.”

Evadne’s slender fingers traced the sharp jawline of the man, her voice teasing, her eyes as imperious as a queen’s, “For your birthday this year, I’ll get you a jet better than Snakey Avery’s, okay?”

Damn, he was jealous!

Private jets as gifts? The Skyrim’s richest heiress truly lives up to her reputation!

Thaddeus opened his starry eyes, grasping her delicate hand with a seriousness that belied his usually cool demeanor, “Evadne, I’m your man; but I’m no gigolo living on a woman. I should be the one giving you gifts.”

“Pfft! What are you talking about? We share everything, a few bucks mean nothing.”

The lady’s domineering statement made Jareth and Gordon jealous!

They weren’t not gigolo either; but which man didn’t want the finest cars, the biggest tanks and the sleekest jets?

Thaddeus shook his head softly, a touch of sadness in his eyes, “Evadne, you don’t need to get me anything more. What you’ve already given me is more than enough. The gifts you gave me before are now displayed in a room I’ve set aside. Every time I come home, I enter that room, look at each one many times, touch them many times.”

Back then, having lost Evadne, he was like a serious fetishist.

Frequently, he’d spend hours in that room; sometimes even slept there at night. Mr. Thaddeus, who was usually calm and collected, appeared like a lovesick madman in places where no one could see, internally spiraling out of control and into madness.

Evadne looked at him, her gaze deep and steady, though her hand trembled lightly as she caressed his cheek.

“Besides, what else do I need as a gift? You’re the best gift that life has ever given me.” Thaddeus repeated the line, but each time it felt as heartfelt as

the first.

“Silly.”

Evadne didn’t need to say more. Evadne sealed any unnecessary words with a kiss, expressing what thousands of words couldn’t.

“Alright, alright. I must be the ultimate straight guy, because I don’t get this romance stuff. But listening to it, why does it sound a bit kinky?” Jareth couldn’t help but shudder at the thought of Thaddeus mooning over Evadne’s gifts.

the sound of

like an Olympic runner, dashed down the staircase and swiftly arrived in front

a lead on Eden!”

up abruptly, their excited

whole city for so long, the villain had finally shown up. Jareth was so excited that he was almost incoherent, “Where, where is that scoundrel now?!

sir. Eden wasn’t alone. Our guys got into a fierce shootout with his crew. Our guys suffered serious injuries, and even now, two of them are still in critical

in disbelief and fury, “This is Elmsworth, not Helgen Star Island! How could they be

it was

furious, her cheeks flushed with anger, “Our guys had the upper hand at first, but then Eden’s backup arrived!

out! It’s already a miracle that some of them came back alive!”

slammed his fist onto the table, the abrupt knuckles making a cracking

men almost faced total annihilation. For the fiercely competitive Jareth, this was like having his

Jareth, what’s wrong? Who’s

fell silent as they turned

myell’s

white sundress and clutching the teddy bear Evadne had given

from her round shoulder,

a hair’s breadth away from an immediate

girl’s neck and

night’s wild embrace

quickly closed his eyes, while Thaddeus wiped the sweat from

no, oh no,

soared and his inner self screamed like crazy!

petite wife, whose heart seemed about to fall out of her chest. He enveloped her soft body in his

in his shoulder, her big eyes glistening with innocence as she cooed, “Jareth, please don’t be mad. I’m scared when you’re mad.” “I’m not mad, sweetheart, I’m thrilled! Let’s go back

red–eyed with urgency, swept Marilla off her feet and stormed upstairs, whispering fiercely, “Don’t let others see, only

into an awkward silence.

see anything,

terrified and pale, had rushed to report to Jareth,

sometimes she’s just a big kid. Nobody’s perfect. If Jareth dares to vent his anger on you,

Thaddeus nodded slightly.

Really, I’m fine. The one who has

parched lips tightly together, “The young master is committed to loving his wife for a lifetime, to taking care of her forever. What

his gaze, and she

hand and gently caressed it, “Evadne, I know you’re worried about Marilla. But look, now she has Jareth to love her, cherish her, and spoil her. Jareth is strong

I know, I am actually

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