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?”

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? To

watched, worried for Marilla but even more so

longer the carefree prince who 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

incident from

stretched extremely taut, on the

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

you

few days. I’ve never been part of such an event, and I don’t want to

to school makes me so happy. I want to learn

daggers plunged into his sides. He had always been her greatest lover, the architect of her future happiness. But he

you

just concerned about the recent violent incident at the school. It’s probably chaotic there. If you avoid these next few days and go back after things have settled. it wont be

shook her head, stubborn as a bull. “No need, I’m not afraid if I don’t go, everyone will know I was the hostage that day Then, if I return to school later, everyone

was straightforward. But now,

Jareth could only relent with

change of clothes, but he refused. He couldn’t bear to part with the suit that still

care of Marilla.”

“Yes, Mr. Fairhaven.”

Jareth paused, his eyes icy, “Keep a close eye on her, and keep those unseemly rogues far wife.”

command, Aaron’s handsome face

the dress from Camille, she had been restless.

only once and countless times in domestic abuse!”

you want to be

fighting back is truly a dead end!”

Matthew had cunningly outmaneuvered Cassius, regaining Mr. Jeff Chambers’s trust and his position in

his mood would improve and that he would spare her his cruelty. But the reprieve was short–lived. Not long ago, he staggered home late at night, battered and

echoed through the entire building.

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

be told, it was just another

please the tailor. Nine times out of ten, they’d

to blow a gasket. But

hardly someone to parade around, wasn’t

As the wife of the Chambers‘ eldest son,

ear. With tears brimming in her eyes, Elva endured the humiliation, meekly nodding in

tie, transforming back into

Elva called out weakly.

gaze upon

is deteriorating

courage to speak, “The doctors say if we can’t find a suitable kidney donor

“So?”

help find a donor for my father.”

talk after the gala”

may not last

verge of tears, pleading. “Please, for all the things my family has done for the Chambers Group, for the years we’ve been

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

in fright.

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