Chapter 689

“Yes, Mr. Fairhaven,” with a knowing nod, Lily set off to change the bed linens.

While the villa employed a housekeeper, the bedroom was a sanctuary that Jareth trusted only Lily to tend to and arrange.

The heavy, luxurious velvet drapes were still drawn, infusing the dim room with the lingering warmth of last night’s passion, a scent of love that hung thick in the air.

Catching sight of the disheveled bed, Lily couldn’t help but beam with joy. Clearly, the young couple had not held back in their nighttime endeavors.

Once Jareth left, she’d have to give Marilla’s waist, which had weathered the storm of their affection, a good massage.

Lily swiftly replaced the sheets and duvet with crisp, clean ones and gathered Jareth’s scattered clothes into the laundry basket.

Ever since Jareth had expressed his intent to marry Marilla to his family, and formally approached the Abernathy family, Lily hadn’t seen a single condom. It was clear as day that Jareth was eager for Marilla to bear his child.

With their relationship as sweet as honey, it seemed only a matter of time before Jareth’s wish came true.

Lily, her face bright with happiness, had just stepped out of the bedroom when Jareth’s deep voice called out, “Lily, for the next few days, stay with Marilla at home; let her rest and heal. The classes at Elmsworth Academy of Fine Arts can wait.”

“Mr. Fairhaven, but…”

As Lily hesitated, the bathroom door suddenly burst open, “No! I need to go to school! I don’t want to stay home; I have to go to school!”

Jareth and Lily both froze in surprise.

Marilla, her body radiating heat, stood there soaking wet, clad only in a bath towel, her bare feet on the cool floor.

Jareth’s heart skipped a beat as he quickly shed his freshly changed suit to wrap her damp body, his garment worth of tens of thousands now reduced to a makeshift bathrobe.

Marilla’s slender figure was even more delicate against the man’s loose clothing.

“My silly girl, running out like this, what if you catch a cold?”

as he nearly lifted her off her feet, “Have you forgotten

worried for Marilla but even

Group’s network and frequently travel abroad for

there was the incident from the night before.

seemed like Jareth’s nerves were stretched extremely taut, on the verge of snapping or releasing a formidable energy.

go to school?” Marilla’s gaze met his, her

not that you can’t

performance for the school’s anniversary in a few days. I’ve never been part of

look at me like I’m a monster! Jareth, going to school makes me so happy. I want to

like twin daggers plunged into his sides. He had always been her greatest lover, the architect of

Fairhaven, you misunderstood

violent incident at the school. It’s probably

everyone will know I was the hostage

Usually the young lady was straightforward. But now, to continue her

the end, Jareth could only relent with a heavy

the villa, still wearing his damp suit. Lily tried to offer a change of clothes, but he refused. He couldn’t bear to part with the suit that still carried her scent and

good care of

“Yes, Mr. Fairhaven.”

another thing.” Jareth paused, his eyes icy, “Keep a close eye on her, and

handsome face flashing in her mind. away from

received the dress from Camille, she had been restless. Night after night,

and countless times in

to be

truly a dead

Jeff Chambers’s trust and his position

ago, he staggered home late at night, battered

her cries echoed through

and on a whim, Matthew recalled sending Elva to Camille

it was just another malicious way

society knew how difficult it was to please the tailor. Nine times out of ten, they’d leave with nothing

that dress, he’d have the perfect excuse to blow a gasket.

that this woman, hardly someone to parade around, wasn’t completely useless

move heaven and earth to claw my way back into the Chambers Group, and this upcoming family gala is my triumphant public comeback. As the wife of the Chambers‘ eldest

venomous reminders in her ear. With tears brimming in her eyes, Elva endured the humiliation,

pulled up his pants and straightened his tie, transforming back into the picture of genteel nobility,

called

turning a cold gaze

health is deteriorating

doctors say if we can’t find a suitable kidney donor soon, he won’t make it.”

“So?”

me before, you’d help find a donor

talk after

may not last

all the things my family has done for the Chambers Group, for the years we’ve been

after the gala. Are you getting deaf? Can’t you understand

in

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