His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 827

Dusk settled in as the City Hall, taking into consideration Marilla's fragile health, had kindly allocated a private room for the two lovebirds to formalize their union.

The moment the marriage certificate was in her hands, Marilla's smile blossomed like the first flowers of spring, her excitement palpable as she caressed the cover repeatedly, cherishing it as if it were her most prized possession.

"Here's to a life filled with joy and happiness," the clerk offered with genuine warmth.

The tale of Mr. Jareth Fairhaven and Ms. Marilla Abernathy was one for the ages, known to all.

And their story was only just beginning.

"Oh! Oh!" Marilla's eyes curved into crescents, playfully flaunting the booklet before the man she loved.

"Mrs. Fairhaven, henceforth, I am yours to command," Jareth declared, his gaze locked with hers, every word a solemn vow.

Her cheeks flushed, Marilla looked at him with adoration.

She was unable to speak, but even if she could, he would not have given her the chance.

Jareth's eyes half-closed, he reached out, cradling his love's neck, and kissed her deeply.

The newlyweds posed for a photo, received it on the spot along with a bouquet of flowers prepared by the staff.

Today, Marilla was undeniably the star of the show.

employees peeked from behind corners, their sighs of envy

emerged hand in hand, presenting them with

myself,

apples to children. "These are Alea's creations, you know; others would kill

the box, Marilla's eyes sparkled at the sight of the pink tourmaline and diamond bird-shaped brooch. She hugged

for an Alea's piece and been denied.

as long

for dinner tonight. He's had Murray prepare a

I possibly spend the evening alone

graciously agreed. "Go on,

felt weak, her splendid dress barely seen before being tucked away beneath

clutching their marriage certificate, a sweet

a time, he whispered

eyes fluttered open, her

"Look outside," he urged.

out

amidst a cascade of digital rose petals, transforming the snowy urban

Group, and Marilla Abernathy, heiress to the Abernathy Group, were wed in

moon above, joy in each other's

name, I

So it is written."

the street reached for their phones, capturing this