His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 755

Marilla approached Jareth, a solitary figure standing in front of him.

She was still wearing that white fleece loungewear she favored at the villa they once lived at, her cute and playful appearance causing Jareth’s pallid lips to lift in an involuntary smile.

Tears welled up in his eyes as he laughed, a single drop escaping to trace the line of his cheek.

Their eyes met, and a tumultuous tide of emotion surged between them, their hearts pounding fiercely within their chests.

The man before her had grown so thin; she could barely recognize him. She pressed tightly her lip to hold back the pain, afraid to utter a single word; afraid that if she did, she might break down in tears. If she cried, all her resolve would mean nothing.

Eyes bloodshot, Jareth shuffled forward with heavy steps, reaching out to wrap her in a fierce embrace.

Tears cascaded down Marilla’s cheeks silently, her sobs muted as she refused to return the embrace. Yet even in her restraint, her ragged breath and racing heartbeat betrayed her feelings.

There were three things one cannot hide coughs, poverty, and love.

Jareth had so much he wanted to say. He wanted to ask her, why was she marrying Alston? Why?

Why?!

But when he finally spoke, all that emerged was a concern, “Dressed so lightly, what if you catch a cold?”

Marilla, her forehead pressed against his chest, just shook her head slightly. Lily and Dean averted their eyes, unable to bear the sight of such star–crossed lovers. After a few moments of silence, Jareth’s cold lips brushed against Marilla’s ear, pleading softly, “Marilla, don’t marry anyone else; please come home with me.”

The woman in his arms said nothing, only her tears falling hot and fast onto his heaving chest. After a long moment, Marilla clenched her teeth and pushed him away with trembling hands, “Jareth, you have to take care of yourself from now on. Don’t come looking for me again.”

uttered in so long. Yet now, it carried a distance that was foreign to

arm with a grip so tight it could crush her slender bones,

me?!”

and Dean panicked, fearing he

with fragmented tears, “Didn’t you say you loved me? That you’d only be mine? How could you go back on that?

desperation, his hysteria carrying a

will never be happy.” Marilla endured the pain, her voice soft as she lied to him, and to herself, I’m weak, and I’m scared. I’m afraid of getting hurt, afraid of causing trouble for those around me. I’m just an ordinary person;

meant to speak the most heartless words in

Voice.

this evening, Lily hesitated. As long as Gary

Gary’s target, subject to whatever vie schemes he might concoct

to keep their distance for now, to resolve all the dangers first, and then let the young master court his woman cleanly. But who could have anticipated the Bartley family’s interference! What if Ms. Abernathy truly

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sweat, his complexion void of

the tension. Marilla’s heart skipped a beat as she turned to see headlights illuminating her startled

for Frederic, who appeared to have. been roused from his slumber. Clearly, his dreams

“Didn’t you say you’d never see anyone from the Fairhaven

“your brother” weighed on Marilla like a leaden crown. That night, Frederic’s words still

hasn’t been

brother is a prime example. I needed his help to manage the Abernathy Group before, so I’ve been tolerant, letting him become so insolent and presumptuous! But now Chad’s health- is improving, and he’ll

replace him! Please, I’m begging you; don’t do

the Bartley

to me,” Frederic extended his hand emotionlessly toward his daughter.

cast a sorrowful shadow as she took each step

as he yelled after her retreating