His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 698

Seeing Marilla dare to talk back, Edith felt a surge of rage so intense, her meticulously manicured nails almost digging into her own palms.

If it weren't for the crowd around them, she would have slapped that fool across the face already!

Taking a deep breath to calm herself, Edith's red lips curled into a venomous smirk as she leaned close to whisper in Marilla's ear, her voice dripping with mockery.

"That's right, you're not an idiot, you're a lunatic."

Lunatic.

She was calling her a lunatic.

A buzzing sound filled Marilla's head, and cold sweat soaked through her pure white cotton dress.

And just then, the piano recital began on stage.

The flowing music filled her ears. That was to Marilla a torturous cacophony, only serving to heighten her psychological burden.

"Marilla, you wholeheartedly wish to be my brother's wife. But do you think you're worthy? You know your condition best. Do you really believe you can bear my brother a child with a sound mind?"

Edith struck right at her sore spot, each word a dagger to the heart!

Marilla hung her head low, her eyes reddening with moisture, her cotton dress wrinkled beyond recognition by her slender fingers.

Just like her heart in that moment.

"My brother isn't just your lover; he's the heir to the entire Fairhaven Group, the future head of it."

Edith posed as the picture of dignity, her voice icy, "My father's dying wish was for the Fairhaven Group to become a century-old prestigious family. If you want to be the lady of the Fairhaven group, it’s inevitable that you'll need to ensure the succession of the Fairhaven family.

How sure are you that you can give birth to a healthy child? What if your illness is passed on to your child? Do you want to leave the Fairhaven group without a successor? Do you want my brother to become the laughingstock of the entire Elmsworth?"

Marilla closed her eyes tightly, sweat beading on her forehead.

"Even if my brother dotes on you, indulges you, decides against having children... would he also give up on the Fairhaven Group?"

Edith continued to torment her fragile heart, "The Fairhaven group is my father's life's work. If my brother cannot inherit the Fairhaven group, how could our father rest in peace? Do you think Grandpa would accept a woman like you as the future lady of the Fairhaven group? If my brother insists on marrying you, then he'll only grow further from the role of heir. Grandpa might well change his mind and choose my uncle as the heir instead. If that happens, you'll be the one who ruined him."

Every word she uttered was like a frost-edged blade, slicing mercilessly into Marilla's tender heart.

"Since you claim you're not an idiot, you must understand what I'm saying, right? Think about it carefully. If you really love my brother."

Having said her piece, Edith rose to leave.

"I will not leave Jareth," Marilla spoke softly, her head still bowed but her each word clear!

A knot of worry tightened in Lily's chest, and she rushed through the doors.

In the vast, empty auditorium, Marilla's fragile figure sat alone, motionless.

"Madam!"

Lily ran to her in a panic, only to stop short in shock!

Before her, Marilla looked as if her soul had been hollowed out, her face streaked with tears.

"Madam, what's happened?!" Lily scrambled to sit beside her, fumbling to offer tissues to dab at her tears.

"Lily."

Marilla, as if her tear ducts had burst, sobbed intermittently, "Am I causing trouble for Jareth? Without me, would he be less troubled?"

"Madam, you mustn't think like that!"

Lily, not knowing what had occurred, immediately embraced her, soothing her with patience and tenderness, "The young master loves you more than life itself; without you, he couldn’t live!

Madam, promise me you won't think this way. The happiest moments of the young master's life are those spent with you. Even if it meant giving up the entire Fairhaven group, he would never give you up!"