His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 826

In early November, Elmsworth was graced with the year's first romantic dusting of

snow.

It also welcomed Marilla's twenty-fourth birthday.

Bright and early, Evadne bustled into the hospital with her "glam squad" in tow, ready to give the soon-to-be bride, Ms. Marilla, a stunning makeover.

Her team, including herself, was just three-strong-Camille and Nydia.

But with Camille's styling skills and Nydia's makeup magic, they could give any celebrity glam team a run for their money.

The girls burst into the hospital room, only to find Jareth with dark circles under his eyes, patiently feeding Marilla some oatmeal.

Marilla lit up at the sight of Evadne, her doe eyes sparkling with joy.

Unable to speak, she waved her hand enthusiastically in greeting.

Nourished by Jareth's care, Marilla's once crescent-moon thin face had filled out, her pale complexion now kissed with a rosy glow, adding an irresistible sweetness to her beauty.

Love, it seemed, was truly the best makeup a woman could wear.

Nydia felt almost redundant; Marilla, like her sister, was naturally radiant, her beauty effortless and fresh.

"Evadne, just a sec, let me finish feeding Marilla," Jareth said with an apologetic smile.

Evadne waved him off, "No rush, take your time, we've got plenty."

Jareth carefully skimmed the top layer of the oatmeal with a spoon, blowing on it to make sure it wasn't too hot for her.

The second spoonful he paired with a bit of refreshing greens, worried the plain oatmeal might not be to her taste.

This display of tender care had the three women swooning with a hearty dose of couple goals, grateful they each had their own slice of happiness to stave off any pangs of envy.

Camille's pert nose twitched, "Wow, that smells amazing. What is it?"

"Fish fillet oatmeal?" Evadne's nose was even sharper, guessing the dish outright.

"Oh! That's my favorite!" Nydia's eyes sparkled, as she felt a rumble in her stomach.

"I made plenty, there's more in the thermos if you haven't eaten," said Jareth, offering them to join.

made it yourself?" The

his own wedding, holding a designer suit for the chairman to change

fish was personally selected by Mr. Fairhaven from the market yesterday afternoon—the freshest and the best. He took great care of it overnight. This morning, he prepared the oatmeal himself, and

and Dean instantly fell silent, though his face still

"All by yourself?"

what time did you get up to do

earlier than usual, this isn't my first time," Jareth said, his eyes softening as he gently wiped

and Nydia

than once, but now, they could scarcely believe that the man before them, domestic

aspect from his gaze to his

and suddenly her

welling up and

the sudden emotion, Camille and

Evadne felt a complex pang in her heart

wife, his large hand soothingly stroking the back of her head. "Marilla's autism hasn't improved yet. But it's okay, I'm with her, and we'll

Evadne sighed softly.

could it be okay? Marilla had already shown immense strength by not breaking

situation, she wasn't sure she would have coped as

of the room, giving the girls space to

to another room to change into the

at his reflection, his chiseled cheeks, deep-set eyes, and graying hair, he resembled a pine tree - weathered by

came a knock on

it with a half-smile,

raised an eyebrow,

sent by my lady with orders to dye your

with a

not sure I trust your skills with my

it's ruined, we'll call this one

a moment of lightness

a cape, sat before the mirror while

strands of gray turned black, Jareth teased, "We promised to grow old together, and here I am, secretly dying

yourself go. Marilla might just take issue with that," Thaddeus said, trying to sound cheery despite the gravity in

more

Thaddeus looked puzzled.

my higher rank, or that I look more mature and

his tangled locks, the pain making him wince sharply. "Calm down, bro! I got it,

dyed, Jareth stood shoulder to shoulder with Thaddeus in

they were the dashing young tycoons of the business world, striding

with a mix of emotions, "I kinda feel like I'm your dad, sending you