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

watched, worried for Marilla but even more

and frequently travel abroad for inspections, plus Marilla started going to school, leaving little time for the couple to enjoy each other’s company – sometimes only a night

there was the incident from the

nerves were stretched extremely taut, on the verge of snapping or releasing

Why can’t I go to school?” Marilla’s gaze met

not that you can’t go, just for now.”

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

within his arms, “I finally feel normal, they don’t look at me like I’m a monster! Jareth, going to school makes me so happy. I want to learn drawing. Please, don’t take this away from me. Don’t take

Jareth hard, like twin daggers plunged into his sides. He had always been her greatest lover, the architect of her future happiness. But he never imagined that his

Fairhaven, you

a towel, drying Manilla’s damp hair, “Mr. Fairhaven didn’t mean that. He’s 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

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

thinking. Usually the young lady was

end, Jareth could only relent with a

wearing his damp suit. Lily tried to offer a change of clothes, but he refused.

good care

“Yes, Mr. Fairhaven.”

“Keep a close

stiffened at the command, Aaron’s handsome face flashing in her mind. away from my

the dress from Camille, she had been restless. Night after night, she suffered insomnia, haunted

once and countless times in domestic abuse!”

you want to be beaten

fighting back is truly a dead

Not long ago, he staggered home late at night, battered and bruised, and immediately dragged her from the bed to the floor, unleashing a barrage of kicks and punches without a word.

cries echoed

and on a whim, Matthew recalled sending Elva to Camille for

another malicious

out of ten, they’d leave with nothing but disappointment, especially someone as inarticulate

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

woman, hardly someone to parade

public comeback. As the wife of the Chambers‘ eldest son, you need to shine, Elva. If you embarrass me in the slightest, well, you know what I’m capable of.”

primal desires on Elva, Matthew hissed these venomous reminders in her ear. With tears brimming in her

into the picture of genteel nobility, and strode out of the dressing

called out

gaze upon her, “What

father’s health is deteriorating

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

“So?”

promised me before, you’d help find a donor for my

talk after the gala”

not last that

verge of tears, pleading. “Please, for all the things my family has

it after the gala. Are you getting deaf? Can’t you understand plain human language? Matthew glared

recoiled in fright.

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