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?”

tinged with red, Jareth held her tight, her toes barely touching the ground as he nearly lifted her off her feet, “Have you forgotten what you promised me?

for Marilla but even more so for Jareth’s

could dote on his radiant wife. He had to attend social events to expand the Fairhaven Group’s network and frequently travel abroad for inspections, plus Marilla started going to school, leaving

the incident from

on the

gaze met his, her eyes brimming with urgency.

gently, “It’s not that you can’t go, just for now.”

I’ve never

me like I’m a monster! Jareth, going to school makes me so happy. I want to learn drawing. Please, don’t

been her greatest lover, the architect of her

you misunderstood

at the school.

everyone will know I was the hostage that day Then, if I return to school

thinking. Usually the young lady was straightforward. But now, to

only relent with

a change of

good care

“Yes, Mr. Fairhaven.”

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

handsome face

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

countless times in

want to be beaten

fighting back is truly a

Mr. Jeff Chambers’s trust and his

staggered home late at night, battered and bruised, and immediately dragged her from

night, her cries echoed through the entire

Today, with nothing better to do and on a whim, Matthew recalled sending Elva to Camille for the

be told, it was just another malicious way to trouble her.

knew how difficult it was to please the tailor. Nine times out of ten, they’d

to blow a gasket. But Matthew’s rage fizzled out unexpectedly. Elva had somehow managed to secure the

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

my triumphant public comeback. As the wife of the Chambers‘ eldest son, you need to

in her ear. With tears

and straightened his tie, transforming back into

called

turning a cold gaze upon

health is deteriorating

her feet, mustering the courage to speak, “The doctors say if we can’t find a

“So?”

before, you’d help find a

talk after

may not last that

pleading. “Please, for all the things my family has done for the

gala. Are you getting deaf? Can’t

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