His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 685

Furious, Lily clenched her fists so tight they almost cracked!

“Mr. Fairhaven and Mr. Thaddeus Abernathy are best buds, and Mr. Thaddeus Abernathy’s with Evadne. So, tell me, do you really think stealing Mr. Fairhaven’s girl is cool? You wanna put Mr. Thaddeus Abernathy in a tight spot, tick off Ms. Ashbourne?”

“Did I ever say I was gonna steal her? It’s been you, Lily, with your crazy paranoia about Mr. Fairhaven.”

Aaron’s lashes fell, his gaze tenderly landing on Marilla’s lovely sleeping face, “But if you keep on thinking this way, eventually you’re gonna make me feel like I ought to step up my game, just out of respect for you.'”

“Captain Ashbourne, remember who you are!” Lily’s eyes blazed as she abruptly sat up!

But she forgot she was still in the car, and with a thud, her head hit the roof, pain furrowing her brow as she slumped back down.

“Lily, my job is not an excuse for you to morally hijack me.”

Aaron’s lips quirked in a smile that didn’t reach his eyes, “And for the record, there’s nothing I dislike more than being threatened.”

Lily felt a shiver of fear! Every extra minute she spent with Aaron, the youngest son of the Ashbourne family, the more frightened she became!

Her intuition screamed that if Aaron ever truly set his sights on Marilla, and if it ever came to competing for her affection, he would be a formidable rival to Mr. Fairhaven, a force to be reckoned with!

When Marilla was whisked into the treatment room, Jareth arrived with the frost of autumn on his brow and the whirlwind of his stride.

Behind him, a throng of the Fairhaven group’s men followed, crowding the expansive hallway. His presence seemed less like a visit to a darling wife and more like he was heading to settle a score in some alleyway rumble.

As soon as he entered the hospital, Jareth’s handsome face was an unapproachable slab of millennium-old ice.

He had been on his private jet, en route to a neighboring city with Barry for an important business meeting. Having seen the news about the incident at Elmsworth Academy of Fine Arts, and perhaps due to a sense of premonition, he frantically called Lily, who did not answer.

Unable to confirm whether Marilla was involved or not, he ignored Barry's protests, and ordered the jet to turn back to Elmsworth - skipping even an international assembly if necessary.

Barry was so agitated that he had to breathe oxygen frantically to avoid passing out.

“Mr. Fairhaven.”

Seeing Jareth’s crimson eyes and his intimidating approach, Lily immediately bowed deeply, a bead of cold sweat dripping to the floor.

“Why! Why didn’t you tell me?” His few words were clenched between his teeth.

“At the time, it was urgent. I was afraid that you…”

“Why didn’t you tell me?!”

Jareth roared, his outburst echoing down the corridor, prompting the Fairhaven Group’s men to bow deeply in the presence of his formidable aura.

Lily bit her pale lip, her head sinking lower, weighed down by a ton of guilt.

“Lily, you’re suspended.”

Jareth glared at her, a mix of fury and heartache, deep disappointment in his hoarse voice, “From now on, you go home and reflect. I’ll increase security around my wife; she doesn’t need you anymore.”

Didn’t need her anymore. A tear mingled with a drop of sweat in Lily’s eye.

"No thanks needed. Just doing my duty." Aaron replied with a casual wave of his hand, "I'm not here to argue; I'm beat. You must be tired too after all the commotion. Save your energy for looking after Marilla. And Lily, she's been through hell and high water with you. It's tough on her. Blame me if you must, but go easy on her, will you?"

Lily, hunched in the corner with her shoulders drawn up, felt a lump form in her throat upon hearing Aaron's words.

She'd been at Mr. Fairhaven's side for over a decade, weathering all kinds of hardship, often forgetting she was a woman at all. But now, for the first time, she felt an unfamiliar sting of injustice.

She quickly suppressed the feeling. The last thing she should feel while serving Mr. Fairhaven was self-pity.

After that, Aaron walked away.

"Aaron," Jareth's eyes gleamed dangerously, "if you had the guts to face me openly, I might respect you. But using your badge to get close to Marilla, isn't that a bit underhanded?"

If Aaron weren't Evadne's own brother, Jareth might have thrown a punch by now. He was already seething with guilt and anger for not being there when Marilla was hurt. Aaron's words felt like mockery.

Aaron paused briefly, his voice dripping with sarcasm, "Ha, I used to think that you being friends with my brother-in-law was like charity work. Now I feel it’s the opposite.”

He resumed his stride, humming a tune, exuding an air of nonchalance that left the Fairhaven Group’s men silent and awestruck.

Jareth's eyes were red with a brewing storm when the clinic door opened with a heavy thud. He turned, taken aback.

Marilla stood there, fragile and pale as if a gust of wind could sweep her away. Her furrowed brows focused on Jareth, her eyes filled with reproach that cut deep into his heart.

"Jareth, why did you have to speak to Aaron like that? He's the one who saved me."