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?

watched, worried for Marilla but even more so for Jareth’s

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 little time for the couple

there was the incident

extremely taut, on the verge of snapping or releasing a formidable energy.

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

explained gently, “It’s not that you can’t go, just for

in a few days. I’ve never been part of

going to school makes me so happy. I

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

you misunderstood it.”

at the school.

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 will look at me differently, and it

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

only relent with a heavy

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

good care

“Yes, Mr. Fairhaven.”

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

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

Camille, she had been restless. Night after night,

only once and countless times in domestic abuse!”

be beaten

truly a dead end!”

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

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 bruised, and immediately dragged her from the bed to the floor, unleashing a barrage of kicks and punches without a word.

night, her cries echoed

gala was drawing nearer. Today, with nothing better to do and on a whim, Matthew recalled sending

just another

the tailor. Nine times out of ten, they’d leave with nothing but disappointment, especially someone as inarticulate and

couldn’t get her hands on that dress, he’d have the perfect excuse to blow a gasket. But Matthew’s rage fizzled out

hardly someone to parade around, wasn’t completely useless after all.

this upcoming family gala is my triumphant 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

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

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

called out

gaze upon her,

is

“The doctors say if we can’t

“So?”

help find

after the

not

my family has done for the Chambers Group, for the years

we’ll discuss it after the gala. Are you getting deaf? Can’t you understand

recoiled in

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