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

watched, worried for Marilla but even more

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

taut, on the verge of

to school?” Marilla’s gaze met his, her

gently, “It’s not that you can’t go,

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

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

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

Fairhaven, you misunderstood it.”

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

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

had no retort, silently admiring Marilia’s meticulous thinking. Usually the young lady was straightforward. But now, to

the end, Jareth could only relent with

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

good care of

“Yes, Mr. Fairhaven.”

icy, “Keep a close eye on

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

Elva had received the dress from Camille, she had been restless. Night after

countless times in

want to be beaten to

back is truly a

cunningly outmaneuvered Cassius, regaining Mr. Jeff Chambers’s

the reprieve was short–lived. Not long ago, he staggered home late at night, battered

her cries echoed through the entire

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

another malicious way to trouble her.

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

hands on that dress, he’d have the perfect excuse to blow a gasket. But Matthew’s rage fizzled

hardly someone to parade around,

my way back into the Chambers Group, and this upcoming family gala is my triumphant public comeback. As the wife of the Chambers‘ eldest son, you need to shine, Elva.

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

his tie, transforming back into the picture of

Elva called out

a cold gaze upon

is deteriorating

wobbled to her feet, mustering the courage to speak, “The doctors say if we can’t find a suitable kidney donor soon, he won’t make

“So?”

help find

after the

may not last that

for all the things my family has done

said we’ll discuss it after the gala. Are you getting deaf? Can’t you understand plain human language? Matthew glared at

in

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