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.

from behind corners, their sighs of envy

they emerged hand in hand, presenting

myself, just for you

one might offer apples to children. "These are Alea's creations, you know;

the sight of the pink tourmaline and diamond bird-shaped brooch. She

matching blue tourmaline, moved him to laughter, "Once, I would have bid millions for an Alea's piece and been denied. But today, I receive it

long

embraced Marilla, "Oh, and Grandpa called. He wants us over for dinner tonight. He's had Murray prepare a feast to

possibly spend the evening alone with Marilla?

graciously agreed. "Go on, you two. Have a wonderful time. We'll explain

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

their marriage certificate, a sweet smile gracing

a time, he whispered in her

her face alight

"Look outside," he urged.

she glanced out the

sizes, simultaneously displaying the same message amidst a cascade of digital rose petals, transforming the snowy urban jungle into a sea of

Chairman of the Fairhaven Group, and Marilla Abernathy, heiress to the Abernathy Group, were wed in matrimony. Bound by destiny, together till hair turns

the full moon above, joy in each

name,

So it is written."

reached for their phones, capturing this celestial