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.”

hadn’t uttered in so long. Yet now, it carried a distance that was

arm with a grip so tight it could crush her slender bones, “Marilla, how can you

me?!”

panicked, fearing he might hurt

That you’d only be mine? How could you go back on that? How

desperation, his hysteria carrying a taste of raw bitterness.

causing trouble for those around me. I’m just an ordinary person; I can’t handle the storms.

stunned. She finally understood what it meant to speak the most

Voice.

having dealt with Gary earlier this evening, Lily hesitated. As long as Gary

would instantly become Gary’s target, subject to whatever vie schemes he might concoct against this poor girl.

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 married Alston in

FOS SE F

Marilla’s words, Jareth broke out in a cold sweat, his complexion void of any color. Could memories etched so deeply within

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

first to step out of the car, respectfully opening the door for Frederic, who appeared

stood amidst the harsh lights, his tone chillingly dark, “Didn’t you say you’d never see anyone from the Fairhaven

a leaden crown. That night, Frederic’s words still echoed

don’t blame Thaddeus, okay? He’s worked so hard over the years; it hasn’t been easy. He’s given so much to his work; please don’t hold it

Chad’s health- is improving, and he’ll soon return to Elmsworth. Once his condition stabilizes, he can take over for Thaddeus and manage the Group affairs. If I replace that fool, I

please don’t replace him! Please, I’m

you obey my arrangement and marry into the Bartley family, I’ll consider keeping your brother’s position.”

tome to me,” Frederic extended his hand

a sorrowful shadow as she took each step toward her

as he yelled after her

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