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?”

her tight, her toes barely touching the ground as he nearly lifted her off her

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

was the incident from the night

extremely taut, on the verge of snapping or releasing

Marilla’s gaze met his, her eyes brimming with urgency.

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

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

me like I’m a monster! Jareth, going to school makes me so happy. I

had always been her greatest lover, the architect of her future happiness. But

you misunderstood it.”

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

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

young lady was straightforward.

could only relent with a heavy

of clothes, but he refused. He

care

“Yes, Mr. Fairhaven.”

close eye on her,

Aaron’s handsome face

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

once and countless times in domestic

to be beaten

back is truly a

outmaneuvered Cassius, regaining Mr. Jeff

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

her cries echoed

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

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

Nine times out of ten, they’d

perfect excuse to blow a gasket. But Matthew’s rage

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

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

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

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

called out

paused, turning a cold gaze upon her,

health is deteriorating

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

“So?”

me before, you’d help find a donor for

after the gala”

he may not last that long!”

all the things my family has done for the Chambers Group, for the

getting deaf? Can’t you understand plain human language? Matthew glared at her

in

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