His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 775

Watching Jareth wrap Marilla in his embrace, Aaron's eyes brimmed with a stinging sensation, and he couldn't help but capture the moment with his camera.

"Aaron, I'm dying to know, when did you figure it out?" Lily, dressed as a pink bunny, couldn't contain her curiosity any longer.

"Maybe it's just a cop's hunch."

Aaron didn't tell her that love, that kind of thing, can never be hidden, no matter how hard you try.

The moment he treasured Marilla in his arms, he knew it was Jareth.

"Let's let Mr. Fairhaven and Ms. Marilla stay together a little longer. We promise not to bother you anymore," Lily pleaded.

"Don't worry about me. As long as Marilla's happy, that's all that matters." Aaron didn't realize how hoarse and gravel-filled his voice sounded as he spoke.

Even with reluctance tugging at his heart, Jareth still brought Marilla back to Aaron.

Any longer, and he might give himself away.

"What's wrong? Why the tears?" Aaron offered her a tissue, asking gently.

"It's nothing, really." Marilla mopped at her eyes, her voice muffled.

Aaron knew the reason for her tears all too well. His heart was bittersweet, but he still managed to flash her a bright smile,

"Are you hungry? Come on, Aaron's gonna take you out for some good eats!"

The mascot dog watched them move further away, then, with a heavy head and stiff limbs, trudged in the opposite direction.

Lily followed him to a secluded spot before removing her stifling bunny head. Her hair clung to her cheeks, damp with sweat, as she gulped down fresh air.

"Mr. Jareth, you should take yours off too. It's suffocating, isn't it?"

Lily called out to him twice, but he stood motionless, facing the wall.

Startled, she quickly moved to remove his dog head.

"Mr. Jareth."

In the next second, Lily's eyes widened in shock and confusion.

Jareth's handsome, sweat-drenched face was evident, his hair sticking to his forehead, his chest heaving with emotion, his normally stunning eyes now red and swollen, almost too puffy to open.

Even the dog head was damp with sweat and tears.

"Mr. Jareth." Lily's voice choked with sympathy, wanting to comfort him but at a loss for words.

Jareth braced himself against the wall, as if his body had been drained of all strength.

The lover who once was within reach was now so hard to approach.

Despite being mentally prepared, the stark reality of loss was almost too much for him to bear.

"Why did she cry?"

After a while, Jareth's voice broke the silence, hoarse and shattered.

Lily caught her breath, about to respond, but Jareth found his own answer,

"Could it be that the dance reminded her of our past? Does Marilla still love me?"

It was a question loaded with doubt.

The confident heir of the Fairhaven family was losing the unshakeable self-assurance he once had in this tangled web of love and pain.

"I believe, deep down, Mrs. Fairhaven still loves you. No one can replace you," Lily answered with fiery conviction.

Love lies beyond mountains and seas, yet mountains and seas can be crossed.

For love can conquer all.

Jareth wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes, turned away from Lily, and took a deep breath,