His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 809

In a moment of utter silence, the room felt as if it were a vacuum, and Jareth could hear nothing but the thudding of his own heart.

The journal in his hands was yellowed with age, a testament to the many years Lily had poured her soul into it.

With trembling fingers, Jareth carefully turned the first page.

Lily had never had much formal education, but having grown up by Jareth's side, her handwriting was firm, with a masculine strength that somehow resembled his

own.

In fact, the script bore a striking seven-tenths resemblance to Jareth's penmanship, a style that had been meticulously taught to him by his father. Being the constant shadow to Jareth, Lily naturally came under his influence.

Or perhaps she was so filled with thoughts of him that she couldn't help but mimic his handwriting, trying to bridge the distance between them in this way.

Lily didn't write every day, but what she did record were moments she deemed worthy of remembrance,

[Today, I followed Mr. Jareth to Mr. Fairhaven's funeral. With Mr. Fairhaven gone, the heavy burdens of the family now rest on Mr. Jareth's shoulders. The road ahead for Mr. Jareth will be arduous, but fear not, for I am here. Mr. Fairhaven, rest assured. Even if the sky were to fall, I would protect Mr. Jareth without a moment's hesitation.]

[These past few days, Mr. Jareth has been acting differently. He bursts into laughter over meals for no apparent reason. Could he be in love? Which lady has managed to unlock the tightly sealed doors of Mr. Jareth's heart? I am so curious to meet her.]

[Ms. Marilla is such a charming girl, truly worthy of my Master. He has such good taste!]

[Mr. Jareth, this is the fourteenth Thanksgiving I have spent by your side. I never understood the meaning of reunion before, but now that you have a wife, this holiday must hold a special significance for you. And for me, it has gained a special meaning too.]

[Mr. Jareth, the moon tonight is breathtaking. It's as beautiful and unspeakable as the love I hold for you.]

uncontrollably, and a

a newspaper,

depicted the Fairhaven family at an ancestral tribute. A young and dashing Jareth stood tall

him, was the

her hair pulled into a high ponytail, she lacked the mature beauty

up at the back of her Master, was bright and clear, shimmering with a gentle

was always watching over her young

never

tell you when I do, saying you'd help me check him out. Little did

old maid following you around, asking if I ever thought about

world is to see

crouching down as his tears flowed uncontrollably, turning from sobs to heart-wrenching

him, deeply and for

fool, had been blissfully

heart, and knew all too well the agony

endured, day after day, watching him

How could anyone bear such excruciating pain and still stand guard by his

How could there be such a stubborn person

tears, his voice a whisper. "If there is another life. I wish you could be my sister, and I would protect your happiness all your life. Let us meet again, in

of Thaddeus and Dean, all of

wasn't much-just

possessions were as sparse as if the girl herself could vanish from Jareth's life at

to his chest, treasured above all

this is