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?”

as he nearly lifted her off her feet, “Have

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

being named heir, Jareth was no 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 started going to school, leaving little time for

was the incident from

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

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

gently, “It’s not that you

the school’s anniversary in a few days. I’ve never been part of such an event, and I don’t

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

her greatest lover, the architect of her future happiness. But he never imagined that his care for her would be

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

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

lady was straightforward. But now, to continue her studies, her mind

only relent with

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

good care of

“Yes, Mr. Fairhaven.”

his eyes icy, “Keep a close eye on her,

the command, Aaron’s handsome face flashing

the dress from Camille, she had been restless. Night

countless times in

be

truly a dead end!”

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

long ago, he staggered home late at night, battered and bruised, and immediately dragged her from

cries echoed through the

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

another

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

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

this woman, hardly someone to parade around, wasn’t

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

venomous reminders in her ear. With tears

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

called out

gaze upon her, “What

is deteriorating rapidly.”

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

“So?”

help find a donor for

talk after

may not last

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

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

in

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