His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

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.

“Even without me, the Abernathy family would never marry their daughter into the Fairhaven family! And do you think it was my family who forced her hand? She agreed to marry me of her own will, thoroughly disappointed in you!”

“Shut your mouth!” Jareth roared hysterically, his fist cracking with the force of his grip as it hurtled toward Alston’s face, who, terrified, clamped his eyes shut.

“Mr. Fairhaven!” Lily intervened in time, her calloused palm catching the iron–hard fist, “Please, stop!”

But Jareth’s teeth were still clenched, and the fury in his eyes couldn’t be quelled.

Why aren’t you

his son, Mr. Frederic Abernathy, are united in their disdain for you. They’d love nothing more than to see your Fairhaven Group blacklisted in Elmsworth! If you dare lay

hours, Marilla had yet to retire, sitting before her easel in a cozy, fuzzy loungewear, lost in her painting.

on the paper, though only outlined

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

Jareth, and he would gradually forget her, finding happiness with someone better suited for

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

Chapter 754

Marilla

a young maid, once the best friend of Erica at Windermere Estate. Now that

not resting at

“Ms. Abernathy.”

spoke, “Mr. Jareth Fairhaven has been standing outside the Windermere Estate gates for over two hours. I heard the butlers discussing, that’s how I knew.”

knife had been plunged into her heart,

Even if Mr. Frederic Abernathy were asleep, if Dennis heard about it, things could get very complicated,” the maid said

powering it on. The device vibrated wildly, a barrage of missed call notifications

there was only one

miss

heavy onto the heartfelt words, burning scars into

she thought she had grown accustomed to his absence. Even if she hadn’t, she believed she could remain composed.

at this simple message of longing, leaving

the maid sensed her tears

her head bowed, her slender figure resembling a tender shoot bent by the morning

you don’t go,