His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 798

Jareth floored the gas pedal, the engine of his sleek sports car roaring like thunder as the world blurred past him.

He got out of the car and darted towards the VIP room; Mr. and Mrs. Abernathy were waiting at the outside.

"How is Marilla?!" Jareth panted, beads of sweat dotting his forehead.

"Grandpa and Frederic are with her."

Evadne, glowing with relief yet shadowed with concern, said, "Marilla needs care for the internal injury though. She’s still very fragile, and there's a chance her injuries could cause trouble down the line. She protected her head when she was attacked, but her lungs are infected from nearly drowning, and the lack of oxygen led to the deep coma."

Chasel, his brow furrowed in worry, added, "Tomorrow, I'll run some brain scans on Marilla. We need to see if there's any irreversible damage to her neural pathways before we can figure out the best treatment plan."

Looking at the haggard face of his beloved, Cassius, his gaze filled with tender affection, gently caressed his partner's cheek, "You've been through so much these past few days."

"With you by my side, it's bearable." Evadne pulled at his suit jacket and whispered in his ear, his fervent breath warming him, "But if you really think I've had it rough, then you'll just have to make it up to me when we get home."

A deep look passed through Cassius' eyes, his face expressionless, but his hand tightened around his partner's waist, sending a shiver through his body. Chasel squinted his attractive eyes.

Ha, what a prude, but he loved it!

Jareth, struggling with his own feelings of guilt, was about to speak when Thaddeus, seeing him through, cut in with a warm voice, "Wait until Grandpa and the others come out; then you can go see Marilla. I think she'd want to see you most of all."

Jareth's heart ached, his breath heavy with emotion.

"Doctor? Where's the doctor?!" Suddenly, Frederic emerged from the room, flushed with urgency, "Why can't my daughter speak? What's happened?"

Chasel, always on alert as a doctor, rushed into the room first time. Thaddeus and Evadne quickly followed, and Jareth, his heart clenched tight, moved to join them, but the door swung shut just as he reached for it.

His eyes fluttered, his hand pressed against the cold wood, head bowed, heart frying in its own torment. He couldn't bring himself to go in; even though he was worried sick and couldn’t wait for another second, he faltered, his feet heavy as if shackled by invisible weights.

Then, a comforting hand rested on his shoulder. Jareth looked up through tear-filled eyes into Cassius' calming gaze, "Don't be afraid or doubt yourself. You're the one for Marilla, irreplaceable."

"Cassius," Jareth's voice was thick with emotion.

"The love between you two is for you both to declare, not anyone else."

Cassius's soothing smile was like a balm, "Go in and see her. Even in her unconscious state, I believe she's been waiting for you."

Inside the room, Marilla's heart rate was steady, the oxygen mask removed. Her breathing was labored, her face pale, her eyelashes fluttering like the wings of a butterfly.

"Sweetheart, don't be afraid. You're safe now; Grandpa's here, your dad, your brother and sister-in-law are all here, and no one will hurt you again," Hamilton choked, holding his granddaughter's hand.

Thaddeus tensed, gripping Evadne tightly as she fought to keep her composure.