His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 697

Jareth carried Marilla back to their room.

In just a few moves, he removed the white cotton dress stained with paint from her body, and carried

her snow–white figure into the bathroom.

The bathtub was filled with steam, and the man gingerly placed her into it. He was afraid that he would

not be able to control himself, so he didn’t get in with her, Instead, he sat on the edge of the bathtub,

rolled up his black shirt sleeves, and gently wiped her delicate skin with a cloth.

He found that the girl, who had been plumper thanks to his care, had recently lost weight. Her flat belly,

her cool collarbones, her pointed chin.

Jareth tightly pursed his lips, unable to suppress the pain in his heart.

He suddenly began to regret.

If he hadn’t taken on the responsibility, he could have spent every day with Eleanor. Wouldn’t their life

be sweet and splendid?

But if he didn’t fight for it, the Fairhaven Group would eventually fall into the hands of Gary

No way.

He’d rather see Fairhaven Group destroyed than let that bastard Gary have his way!

“Hmm

Marilla slowly opened her drowsy eyes, saw her lover’s handsome face, and suddenly became awake,

staring blankly for a moment.

“Ah, I woke you. It’s my fault, I’m so clumsy,” Jareth frowned, a rueful smile on his face.

Suddenly, there was a splash.

Marilla’s white and tender body emerged from the water, her slender arms tightly hugged his neck, and

she sobbed loudly.

Hot tears fell one by one onto Jareth’s shoulder as she cried. He was frightened, his arms wrapped

around her smooth body, wishing he could embed her into his very being.

“What’s wrong? Who bullied my wife and made her cry so sadly?”

Jareth asked anxiously, but Marilla just cried.

She was scared, so very scared.

She was afraid that Jareth would do dangerous things for her again.

She was afraid of the darkness of night, afraid of waking up in the morning without him by her side,

afraid that he would get into trouble and be arrested.

Before, she was afraid of losing him.

Now, she just wanted him to be safe and sound.

“Could you come home early?” Marilla asked, her eyes red from crying.

“So, you missed me.”

Jareth let out a sigh of relief, his cool lips grazing her damp, thin shoulders, kissing her inch by inch

before finally nibbling at her shoulder

“Marilla, just a few more days. Soon, we’ll be inseparable.”

That night, they didn’t make love.

Jareth had been too tired lately, and after getting into bed with his sweet–smelling wife, he quickly fell

asleep.

But Marilla kept her eyes open until dawn

In the morning, she pretended to be calm, knelt on the bed, and tied Jareth’s tie for him.

In the past, Jareth had never been as meticulous as Thaddeus, nor did he wear ties, thinking they were

too restrictive. He mostly wore casual curts, which, combined with his tall and handsome figure, gave

him a lazy and charming allure.

But now, it was time to be so causal anymore.

So Marilla learned how to tie ties. At first, she was slow, and the knot wasn’t pretty. But dareth never

minded; however she tied them, he’d wear them to work.

Now, with practice, her nimble fingers could quickly tie a full Windsor knot.

“Jareth, all set.

Before Marilla finished speaking, her waist was suddenly embraced by the man, and his lips pressed

heavily onto hers.

His tongue easily pried her lips apart, his straight nose brushing against her soft pink nose, sending

waves of electric bliss through them both.

Jareth felt the woman in his arms gradually soften, like a piece of almost–melted, delectable white

chocolate.

Early in the morning, and the flames were kindled.

Suddenly, he didn’t want to go to work.

As he claimed her lips, he reached to untie his tie

Marilla whispered, her face flushed, holding his large hand, “It’s already tied. Don’t mess it up. Wait

until you come back.”

“All right, then I’ll make up for it tonight,” Jareth’s voice was husky with desire, his breath tickling her

ear.

She blushed and nodded shyly.

Lily had prepared breakfast, and it was almost time, but she stood at the door, not daring to disturb

them.

She could hear the intimate sounds inside, the endless sweet nothings, her lips curling up slightly.

After all, the young master always lingered with his lady until the last moment before leaving..

“Honey, I have a little gift for you.”

Jareth lifted Marilla’s delicate body and placed her in front of the dressing table chair, then opened the

narrow jewelry box.

“Ah, how beautiful!” The brilliant light of the white jade hairpin caught her eye, making her exclaim in

admiration.

“I know you don’t like jewelry, all those pieces I bought you, you’ve never worn once. But this one, I

hope you’ll wear it. I’ll put it on you myself.”

Jareth stood behind her, his large hand gently gathering her soft long hair, somewhat clumsily following

Lily’s instructions to tie Marilla’s hair up

For Marilla, he had done everything he never done before in his life.

And yet, he still felt it wasn’t enough to make up for all he owed her.

After a while, the bun was finished, and Jareth inserted the white jade hairpin,

The white jade was originally stunning, but his little wife was even more so. Her skin was as white as

snow, and her dark eyes gleamed, making even the greatest treasures pale in comparison.

“Marilla, do you know what it means for a man to tie a woman’s hair?”

Jareth bent down, his voice velvety with emotion, “It means you are my wife. You’re now my lady,

Marilla.”

A warm, clear beam of light from outside the window fell on Marilla’s moist white cheeks. Her

eyelashes fluttered slightly, her ears turning crimson.

Jareth strode out of the villa, with Lily following behind.

“Lily, has the Madam met anyone at school these past days?”

Remembering his wife’s tears from the night before and her dark circles that morning, he couldn’t help

but feel a tightness in his chest

“No, apart from attending classes and practicing painting in the studio, she hasn’t met anyone,” Lily

asked with worry. “Master, is Madam alright?

“It’s nothing. Maybe she’s just upset because I haven’t been around much.”

“This afternoon, Madarn is attending the school’s anniversary celebration at school”

“Let her go, she’s been looking forward to it for a long time!

Jareth rubbed his temples, his voice firm, “Just make sure she’s well–protected; we can’t afford any

more accidents.”

At one o’clock sharp.

Marilla arrived at Elmsworth Academy of Fine Arts on time, accompanied by Lily and two other

bodyguards.

She had always been the quiet type, the kind who remains low key and finds comfort in the shadows

rather than the spotlight. Crowds made her skin crawl, which was why she wouldn’t let the bodyguards

follow her closely

Lily didn’t insist. She knew that with her own remarkable skills, no one could harm Marilla on her watch,

at least not here

The two quickly arrived at the entrance of the auditorium where the school event was being held

As the time of the event drew near, banners were hung all around the venue, colorful flags fluttered,

and the area was filled with laughter and joyful chatter, immersing Marilla in an atmosphere of youth

Her nervous emotions gradually relaxed, and her deer–like eyes sparkling like stars, curved into

crescents

Lily looked at her with a relieved smile. Indeed, encouraging Marilla to attend school had been one of

the best decisions the young master had made in his life.

The two of them arrived at the entrance of the venue together, only to be stopped by members of the

student council and security guards.

“Sorry, you can’t enter without a student IDE

Due to the previous incident, the school had tightened its security, especially for large gatherings like

this one.

Lilly was denied entry, looking troubled.

If it had been anywhere else, she might’ve argued–or even fought her way through–but this was

Marilla’s school, and she didn’t want to embarrass the lady and make her feel uncomfortable every day

“Lily, I’ll be fine, Marilla reassured her, squeezing her hand–a hand roughened by life, yet gentle in its

touch. “If you’re worried, you can wait here for me. If there’s any danger, you can rush in to save me,

right?”

With a reluctant nod, Lily conceded. “All right then, Madam. I’ll stand there. If you feel uncomfortable,

text me immediately”

Marilla nodded obediently and followed the crowd into the auditorium

As the event commenced and the doors closed, Marilla, her courage waning found a secluded spot at

the back to sit. The sight. of a grand piano on stage sent a shiver through her spine, and memories

accompanying her school days, what she’d buried deep within, threatened to resurface.

The celebration was about to begin. Lights on stage brightened as the rest dimmed, and the hum of

conversation quieted to a whisper.

Marilla, her gaze lowered, hesitant to look towards the stage for the moment. The black plano, in her

eyes, resembled a giant monster waiting to devour her at any moment.

At this moment, the click–clack of high heels approached from behind, getting closer, stopping abruptly

by her row.

Marilla kept her head down, but she could clearly feel someone taking a seat beside her.

“It’s been a long time, Marilla.”

The familiar, coquettish voice, laced with mockery and teasing, felt like a sharp blade slicing across

Marilla’s trachea, instantly cutting her breath!

A cold dread surged within her heart, causing her shoulders to tremble uncontrollably in panic.

“You really are fearless when loved and backed up. Having my brother’s support is quite something,

Isn’t it?”

Edith, with her sunglasses and sardonic smile, her vivid red lips curling coldly. “After all, we were

classmates. And should you marry my brother, I be your sister–in–law. Ignoring me like this doesn’t

seem proper, does it?”

Marilla’s breath hitched, her grip tightening on her phone.

She remembered Lily’s instructions, but after hesitating, she didn’t send the message.

After all, Edith is Jareth’s sister, and Lily is just a subordinate. What good would messaging do? It

would only bring trouble to Lily. and she didn’t want to embarrass her.

“What do you want to say to me? Marilla whispered, her voice barely audible.

Edith’s legs crossed, her slender fingers tapping rapidly on her knee, playing a silent tune.

Yet, it was deafening to Marilla!

A tremendous shadow loomed over her

“I want to discuss my brother with you” The sunglasses concealed the sinister gleam in Edith’s eyes,

“You must know what he’s been busy with, don’t you? His early departures and late returns, his endless

obligations–it’s all for the Fairhaven Group. He’s just a step away from the presidency.” NôvelDrama.Org exclusive content.

Marilla remained silent.

Of course, she knew. She knew all too well how Jareth had given his all to reach where he was today.

“Despite grandfather’s favor, Jareth’s position in the Fairhaven Group is precarious. My second uncle,

Grandfather’s only remaining son, has deeper experience and more right to be the heir. This means,

even if my brother does attain the presidency. his situation will be fraught with danger, like walking on

thin ice. Ah, telling you all this, I wonder if you, idiot that you are, can understand.”

“I’m not an idiot.”

Confronted with such blatant disrespect, Marilla mustered unprecedented courage, her eyes reddening

as she looked at her, “I’m not an idiot stop saying that about me!”