His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 511

Aaron's casual remark instantly charged the atmosphere.

Jareth's eyes snapped, his entire body tensing like a cat ready to pounce.

"Bro Jareth" was a term of endearment from his wife. Why on earth was Aaron using it?

How long had he been away for this scoundrel to invade his home?

"Aaron, you're still here?"

During the standoff, Evadne and Thaddeus heard the commotion and walked over.

The quick-witted Evadne, sensing a confrontation brewing, eyed the two men suspiciously.

"Oh, I'm having some trouble with this lock. Thankfully, Mr. Fairhaven arrived just in time to help me out. I'm off now."

Aaron turned and flashed a brilliant smile at his sister-in-law as if nothing had happened. "Evadne,” he said, “Once I'm less busy, I'll take you out for a real treat. You shouldn’t spend all your time indoors with just Thaddeus—it’ll be monotonous."

Thaddeus stood speechless.

Even though he understood it was in jest and Aaron was family, Thaddeus couldn’t help feeling a tinge of jealousy.

After Aaron left, Jareth remained on edge, a sense of foreboding clouding his thoughts.

He had a hunch that during his absence, Aaron had met Marilla, and they’d likely had quite a bit of interaction!

"Jareth, you seem troubled. Is something wrong?" Thaddeus asked with concern.

"It's nothing." Jareth exhaled deeply and tried to compose himself.

"Sorry, I asked Aaron to drop by with some documents without telling you about it first."

Evadne, ever perceptive, immediately sensed Jareth's concern and took the initiative to apologize, "You and Thaddeus are like brothers, but after all, this is your and Marilla's home. I'm just a guest, and it was thoughtless of me to let someone else in. It won't happen again."

Taken aback, Thaddeus wrapped his arm around Evadne’s waist and eagerly explained on behalf of his buddy, "Don't overthink it. Jareth isn't petty."

Jareth's eyes widened as he waved his hands dismissively, "Please don't say that! It would be my pleasure to have you stay. Thad and I are both thrilled, and Marilla is even happier since you came. Her mood's improved so much, she talks more. Frankly, I'd love for you two to stay until Christmas! I won't have a single complaint!"

Evadne leaned into her husband's embrace, their eyes meeting in silent understanding, "I really do feel bad for imposing this long. Although I'd hate to leave Marilla, it's not very convenient for you lovebirds to have us around."

Hearing this, Mr. Fairhaven felt a little embarrassed.

Once a renowned playboy, Jareth had been utterly transformed by Marilla. To him, love and fidelity were now sacred. Evadne's words made him blush like a boy experiencing his first crush.

"Besides, my father came over tonight."

"Chairman Ashbourne was here?" Jareth exclaimed, utterly surprised.

What on earth had he missed while he was away?

"He brought some people over, but he didn't force me to leave. He even stayed for the dinner Thaddeus prepared."

"No way. Thaddeus cooked?!"

Jareth was so shocked that his jaw nearly hit the floor, but he didn't miss the chance to tease his best friend, "It’s daring of Chairman Ashbourne to trust any dish set before him. There’s always the risk of food poisoning, after all."

Thaddeus's handsome face creased with annoyance as he bit back, "Did you have your dinner in a dumpster? Your mouth stinks."

"My father's attitude towards Thaddeus wasn't exactly warm, but he wasn't as hostile as before. And now that he knows we're living together, there's nothing left to hide. So, we'll pack up in the next few days and move back to my villa." Evadne's eyes curved sweetly, eager for some alone time with her man.

"Or, we could leave tonight," Thaddeus understood her, whispering softly in her ear.

"Aren't you tired after a long day? I'm exhausted; let's talk about it tomorrow." Evadne yawned.

Thaddeus’s hand gently caressed her waist as he whispered, "Tonight, I'll take care of everything. You just relax."

Although Thaddeus had whispered, Jareth heard him loud and clear!

Good grief. When did his buddy get so bold?

Jareth swallowed hard, his own desire ignited, already planning how to lavish affection on his sweet wife that evening.

"Pervert!" Evadne bit her lip, elbowing him in the ribs.

The three of them settled back into the living room.

Marilla had dozed off in front of the TV while Lily, who had been tending to her, came downstairs to prepare coffee.

She looked at Jareth, hesitating to speak, knowing it wasn't the time for reports.

"I had to make a trip back to the family estate."

Jareth sipped his coffee, his voice low and filled with remorse, "Thad, Evadne, I owe you an apology. Despite everything, Edith was ultimately released by my grandfather."

The mention of that name sent a chill through Thaddeus's gaze.

"She was out of line, but it wasn't enough to warrant a conviction. She'll be out in a couple of weeks max; I figured as much."

Evadne's mood was surprisingly calm, "But even if she's released, Edith's reputation in the country is as good as dead—socially dead. With her reputation tarnished, all her past dreams of fame and limelights are shattered. Despite the backing of the Fairhaven Group, she's been blacklisted by the authorities. She can no longer appear publicly, on TV, or even in live streams, let alone pursue a career as a pianist. The Elmsworth women, one Elspeth, and now Edith. They've both made quite a name for themselves."

"But it's not enough, nowhere near enough."