His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire? novel Chapter 190

Next day.

Thaddeus was busy handling some urgent matters, but when he heard about Jareth's car accident, he immediately dropped everything and rushed to the hospital.

In the ward.

Jareth was lying stiffly on the hospital bed, with protectors around his waist and neck. He was opening his mouth wide, preparing to bite into the apple slices that his female secretary had cut for him.

He looked like a helpless dork, thoroughly enjoying the feeling of being waited on.

Thaddeus walked into the ward. He gave him one glance and frowned. "Jareth, have you struck gold or something? You're not even thirty yet. Why are you acting so smug?"

The secretary quickly stepped aside, bowed to Thaddeus, and left the room to give the two some private space.

"God, Thaddeus! Are you here to see me or to make me feel worse? How am I being smug? If I could move, would I need all this?" Jareth grimaced in pain.

"Stop squirming. Just take a rest."

Thaddeus's face remained cold, but he quickly walked to the bed and helped Jareth lie flat himself.

"Thaddeus, if I can't walk anymore, would you push me around in a wheelchair?" Jareth asked sadly.

"You have so many girlfriends, they can handle that part. I don't need to get involved."

Thaddeus responded indifferently, "Don't worry, even if you were left with nothing but a mouth that can move, you would still be part of the Fairhaven family. You can still live like before, and those women would still go to the ends of the earth for you."

"Huh, that's true. I still got my charm." Jareth didn't care.

Charm? More like his money was charming.

"How did you end up like this?" Thaddeus asked, frowning.

"You should ask your sister Marilla about that."

Jareth thought of the figure that ran away in the dark last night and his chest rose and fell in anger. "It's all her fault! It should be her pushing me around in a wheelchair!"

"Jareth, what does this have to do with Marilla?" Thaddeus's face turned serious.

"Your sister came to your dinner party last night and was stopped by the security outside. If I hadn't seen her, your sister might have been bullied by those blind security guards, and you wouldn't even know!"

"Marilla came last night?" Thaddeus was taken aback.

So that was why Jareth called him out of the blue last night.

"I kindly helped her change her clothes."

"You helped her change?" Thaddeus turned pale, his usually deep voice turned sharp, and he clenched his fists.

"Don't get me wrong! My secretary helped her change, I didn't touch her!" Jareth quickly clarified. He didn't want to get hurt any more. "Then I took her to the banquet hall, and she ran out as soon as she got in. I was worried about her going out alone at night, so I followed her. But she ran across the road without looking and almost got hit by a car! I rushed up to save her in the nick of time, but hurt my back. That's why I'm like this now."

"What about Marilla? Was she hurt?" Thaddeus asked worriedly.

"She should be fine, right? I was in so much pain that I couldn't even stand up, but she was able to get up and disappear like a ghost. She didn't even help me up! Do I look like I would hurt her?" Jareth was still very angry when he thought about it, and kept complaining.

"Jareth, I've told you before, don't harbor any thoughts about Marilla."

Thaddeus's face turned serious again. "The incident at my grandfather's birthday party was an accident. Marilla is totally different from you. You shouldn't have any desires or fantasies about her."

"I was just trying to protect her. Don't you have any humanity? You're not only ungrateful, but also blaming me!" Jareth, who was in pain and couldn't move, could only argue with him, which looked somewhat ridiculous.

"Who took her to the banquet hall? Who helped her change? Who made her the center of attention?"

"What do you mean?" Jareth was completely confused.