His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 756

Mr. and Mrs. Abernathy exchanged a stunned glance. It didn’t take a genius to figure out that Aaron had his heart set on Marilla.

Then, the astonished voice of Mrs. Suri Ashbourne echoed through the room, “Aaron, what on earth are you saying? You want to marry Ms. Abernathy? When did you start harboring such thoughts about that girl?

And what about the love triangle with Mr. Fairhaven? Where do you fit into this picture? You better not be aiming to be the other man; not even if I had the thick skin like a hundred–layer cake could I endure the shame! An Ashbourne heir cannot be reduced to a homewrecker, even if he is seeking another man’s company!”

Behind them, Thaddeus and Evadne felt awkwardly speechless.

After a tense silence, Aaron spoke with a bitter edge to his voice, “Originally, I stepped back because I saw the affection between Marilla and Jareth. Jareth truly cared for her. I wanted Marilla to have a smooth path to love; I didn’t want to cause trouble for her.”

Didn’t want to cause trouble. Evadne’s long lashes lowered in a silent sigh.

In truth, Aaron and Marilla were kindred spirits – both constantly put others before themselves, empathetic, and thoughtful.

She had often wondered: Would Marilla be happier with Aaron? But love wasn’t a series of what–ifs.

“But now, Marilla is about to marry someone she doesn’t love.”

Each word Aaron spoke was charged with a burning desire that had been suppressed for far too long, “If that’s the case. Mom, I want to follow my heart for once. I want to pursue Marilla.”

“The news is already out; Ms. Abernathy’s engagement to the Bartley son is set. What good will your interference do?”

Suri sighed in resignation, “Besides, you just said they were in love. Even if they’ve separated for some reason. Aaron, Marilla’s heart may not have room for you. After all, Jareth is her lifelong unattainable dream.

Are you confident enough to spend your life with someone who loves another? Can you guarantee you won’t regret it, or feel bitter and unsettled? This path is harder than you think.”

“Mom, when you married Dad, you knew he had someone else in his heart. Have you ever regretted choosing him?” Aaron’s question hit a nerve.

Thaddeus felt a sudden grip on his arm and turned to see Evadne’s usually radiant face pale slightly.

Suri’s voice was low, “Our situations are diffèrent.”

“But one thing is the same – I only choose what I want; nothing else matters.” Aaron chuckled bitterly, “My principles and boundaries are about making the one I care for happy. If I can’t do that, then those boundaries mean nothing.”

“You are really…”

Aaron, Evadne stepped

and Aaron rose

wry smile, “I heard everything. But I didn’t eavesdrop on

a knack for overhearing conversations; it was

point hiding it now. I want to take a chance to make Marilla your sister–in–law. Would you

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is? You spend your days at the police station, dealing with cases, seeing more dead women than living! You’ve only met Ms. Abernathy a few times;

remember Dad had his fair share of quirks, yet didn’t you fall for

other country,

A chip off the old block indeed!

worry about Marilla’s illness?”

help but interject, “Suri wouldn’t think like

something inappropriate, Aaron lowered his gaze, “Sorry, Mom.”

You want to pursue the one you love; I won’t stop you. But there’s

I don’t care about her status or

Thaddeus admired Suri’s stance. No wonder she raised such exceptional

chooses me, I’ll never let her down. If she wants to

“Aaron, are you really willing to

have I ever gone back on my word?” His

speak my mind.” Evadne paused, and then declared, “Aaron, may I use

Thaddeus and Suri

what do you

need you to pull off a love heist.”

leaving him with a dry, wry smile, “Evadne,

a love heist, I mean for you to, as Aaron Ashbourne,

broad palm gently squeezing Evadne’s tender waist, softened by his

had given her pleasure the night before to help her sleep well, he himself had been restless. He had thought long and hard about Jareth and Marilla, even making preparations,

to be “wrung dry”

you want me to step in as a suitor

mind competing with that Alston. Us Ashbournes aren’t afraid