His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 424

Jareth bid everyone farewell, and made a beeline for home, urgency in every stride.

He’d been holding it in these days, the machismo in him refusing to let his emotions show. He spent his alone time wrapped in a blanket, scrolling through intimate pictures of him and Marilla, almost bringing himself to tears.

Being away from his darling wife was taking a toll on him. He wasn’t eating well, he wasn’t sleeping well. He was at his wit’s end.

Seeing Thaddeus and Evadne flirt earlier had stoked the fire in him, making his longing unbearable.

Night fell, and the stars littered the sky.

Elmsworth was warming up pretty fast in Jareth’s absence. The flowers and plants in the yard were showing signs of spring.

Five days had passed without any news from the young master. Lily was worried sick, unable to eat or sleep, her mind elsewhere.

Every day, she did two things.

She tended to Marilla, and waited for Jareth to return.

Tonight, Lily was dressed immaculately, standing by the door as always.

She felt that the young master would return triumphant any time now. Maybe today. If not today, then surely tomorrow.

Suddenly, a white sports car, like a bolt of lightning, raced towards her from the distance.

The car screeched to a halt before her. Seeing Jareth emerge unscathed, striding towards her, Lily was overcome with emotion, her hands trembling as she clenched them.

“Mr. Fairhaven, you’ve finally returned.”

“Why are you standing at the door so late?”

Jareth glanced at Lily, his eyes widened in surprise, “Have you been standing here every night waiting for me?”

“No, I just couldn’t sleep tonight. I was standing outside to clear my mind. By coincidence, you returned.”

Lily forced a smile, keeping the truth to herself.

Her feelings for Jareth ran deep, but she never let them show.

“Where is Marilla? Is she asleep?” Jareth asked anxiously.

“Yes, she has slept, just recently.”

Jareth’s shoulders slumped, disappointment in his eyes, “Oh God. I rushed all the way here, nearly set my car on fire, and I still couldn’t make it in time!”

He knew his darling wife loved sleep. She was a real sleeping beauty.

In the past, if he hadn’t kept her up late into the night with his affection, she would have slept early. And they would have had to wait until morning to, well, do things.

Lily forced a smile, “It’s okay, Mr. Fairhaven. At least you won’t have to stare at Ms. Marilla's photos anymore, tormented by longing.”

Ah, she was right.

But he was burning up with desire, his wife was fast asleep, who could he turn to? Was he supposed to take a cold shower and take care of it himself?

Life. Is. Hard.

Just as Jareth was about to step inside, in the dim light from the doorway, he noticed a scab on Lily’s left cheek. It looked like she had been cut by something sharp.

Upon closer inspection, her left cheek was noticeably swollen compared to the right.

“Wait, what happened to your face?” Jareth frowned, his brows furrowed.

“It’s nothing, Mr. Fairhaven.” Lily lowered her gaze, avoiding his.

“Nothing? It’s clear you’ve been slapped. Do you think I’m blind?”

His anger flared up, his eyes turning red, his voice icy, “Who did this? Who had the audacity to touch my people when I’m not here? I’ll skin them!”

Lily knew she couldn’t hide it anymore. She hung her head low and said, “This afternoon, Miss Edith suddenly came over. She wanted to see Ms. Marilla.”

“What did Edith want?” Jareth’s heart skipped a beat.

“Miss Edith said she and Ms. Marilla were classmates in middle school, and they were on good terms back then. She’s had time to reflect on the unpleasant events of the past and realizes she shouldn’t have been so selfish. So she came over today, to make peace with Ms. Marilla.”

“Do you believe her?” Jareth shot back coldly.

Lily simply said, “I didn’t let her in.”

“So, she slapped you because you wouldn’t let her see Marilla?”

Lily remained silent.

“Ha, all that talk was pure bull then.”

Jareth took a deep breath, holding back his rage, “So Edith came to see Marilla with ulterior motives. She’s putting on a show, playing both sides. Does she think she’s a saint?”

Lily was helpless.

“Lily, you’re caught in the middle of our sibling rivalry. And you have to take care of Ms. Marilla too. I’m sorry.”

Jareth sighed, feeling guilty, “You can take a leave from tomorrow. I’ll take care of Marilla. You love traveling, don’t you? Take my credit card, go out and have some fun.”

“You’re too kind, I’m just doing my job.”

Lily’s face remained calm, but warmth spread through her heart, filling her chest.

Jareth tiptoed into the bedroom.

He didn’t dare turn on the light, didn’t dare wear shoes for fear of making any noise that might wake Marilla. He slowly moved towards his darling wife curled up on the bed, like a thief in the night.

The shadows cast by the moonlight on the wall gave him a sense of familiarity, like the big bad wolf about to pounce on the little rabbit.

Jareth stood by the bed, his large frame casting a shadow over Marilla’s petite figure. He gazed at her for a long time, then bent down to plant a light kiss on her soft lips.