His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 794

Jareth's heart skipped a beat; he stared blankly at Mr. Frederic. His parched lips parted slightly, but after some while, he still couldn’t find any proper words.

Thaddeus stood beside them, his eyes widening in surprise, but after a moment, his thin lips curved into a satisfied smile.

"Yes, Mr. Frederic Abernathy, I'll take care of it right away!"

Dennis was about to leave with a smile but was stopped by Jareth, "No need to trouble yourself. I've got a lot on my plate to deal with, but thanks for the offer, Mr. Frederic Abernathy."

Hearing this, Frederic didn't press further, simply nodding his head and speaking softly, "You've got a lot on your shoulders at home lately, and it's all resting on you. It must be tough. But you can't neglect your own health. Marilla is my only daughter, and if you falter, her whole world falls apart."

Over these days, he’d suffered from overwhelming exhaustion and helplessness. In that moment, the warmth that Jareth hadn't felt in ages seemed to seep back into his body which had been battered by reality.

His heart clenched as he looked unwaveringly at Frederic, his voice hoarse yet resolute, "Rest assured, for Marilla's sake, no matter how tough, I'll hold on."

Thaddeus slung an arm around Jareth's shoulder as the two walked towards the parking lot.

"Congrats, Jareth."

Thaddeus' eyes twinkled like the sun breaking through clouds, "Looks like Frederic is warming up to you. After that close shave with death, he seems to have had a change of heart, and the ice between you is melting."

Jareth's lips twitched into an impalpably bitter smile, "Thanks for the pep talk, Thad, but I know where I stand."

Thaddeus looked into his friend's dimly flickering eyes and felt a pang. Jareth had once been so full of life and defiance. But now, when it came to Marilla, he was filled with guilt and insecurity, as if he could never love with the same passion and pride as before.

Seeing Jareth like this reminded Thaddeus of his own past efforts to chase after and protect Evadne. He had been through the coldest rains, so he was determined to keep the umbrella up for his brother, come hell or high water.

"Jareth, have a little faith in yourself. You haven't let anyone down."

Thaddeus gave him a hearty slap on the back, "Marilla's feelings for you are beyond Frederic's control, even as her dad. But with his support, she'll be even happier. And he'll back the Fairhaven Group for his daughter's sake, smoothing the path for you as the family head.

But Frederic, to use Evadne's words, is a tough cookie to crack. Even if he approves of you deep down, he'll never show it. His behavior today is already unprecedented. Don't worry. You and Marilla have been through life and death together. There's nothing or no one that can tear you two apart now."

Suddenly, the sound of unhurried yet firm footsteps approached them. Both men looked up, taken aback.

"Haha, if you really want to thank me, how about calling me Elvis?" His severity lasted only a moment before his eyebrows lifted in jest.

Jareth's voice was rough, "Elvis."

"Ah, too compliant, takes the fun out of it," Elvis mumbled, masking a hint of sorrow.

"Mr. Fairhaven!"

Dean rushed over, urgency in his voice, "You mom's made a move! She's bribed a prison doctor, tampered with Edith's medical report. The cops have agreed to her lawyer's request for medical bail. She'll be out this afternoon!"

"Got it."

Apparently, the news wasn't good, but Jareth's calm was almost eerie, "Gather everyone still willing to stand by me. If they fear the risk, I won't force them."

Thaddeus sensed Jareth was on the brink of something dangerous and was about to protest when Elvis cut through his concern with a mischievous grin, "Hey, why all the fuss when you have me? I'm all you need."