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?”

barely touching the ground as he nearly lifted her off

worried for Marilla but even more so for Jareth’s well–being.

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

was the incident from

extremely taut, on

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

“It’s not that you

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

I’m a monster! Jareth, going to school makes me so happy. I want to learn drawing. Please,

always been her greatest lover, the architect of her future happiness. But he never imagined that his

Fairhaven, you misunderstood

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

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

Marilia’s meticulous thinking. Usually the young lady was straightforward. But now, to continue her studies, her mind

the end, Jareth could only relent

tried to offer a change of clothes, but he

good care of Marilla.”

“Yes, Mr. Fairhaven.”

close eye on her, and keep those unseemly

the command, Aaron’s handsome face flashing in her

restless. Night after night, she suffered insomnia, haunted by Camille’s cutting words.

once and countless

you want to be beaten

truly a dead end!”

Mr. Jeff Chambers’s trust and his position

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

her cries echoed through

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

told, it was just another malicious way to trouble

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

dress, he’d have the perfect excuse to blow a gasket. But Matthew’s rage fizzled out unexpectedly. Elva had somehow managed to

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

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 I’m

ear. With

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

called out weakly.

gaze

father’s health is deteriorating

if we can’t find a suitable kidney donor soon, he

“So?”

help find

after the

not last that long!”

my family has done for the Chambers Group, for the years we’ve been married, please save my father!”

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

recoiled in

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