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?”

Jareth held her tight, her toes barely touching the ground as he nearly lifted her off her feet, “Have you forgotten what

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

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 to

the incident from the

on the verge of snapping or releasing

gaze met his, her eyes brimming with urgency.

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

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

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

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

you misunderstood

drying Manilla’s damp hair, “Mr. Fairhaven didn’t mean that. He’s just concerned about the recent violent incident at the school. It’s probably chaotic

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

end, Jareth could only relent with a heavy

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

good care

“Yes, Mr. Fairhaven.”

icy, “Keep a close eye

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

Camille, she had been restless. Night after night, she suffered insomnia, haunted

and countless times in domestic abuse!”

you want to be beaten

back is truly a dead

regaining Mr. Jeff Chambers’s trust and his position

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

night, her cries echoed

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

be told, it was just another malicious way to

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

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

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

As the wife of the Chambers‘

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

back into the picture of genteel nobility, and strode

Elva called

a cold gaze upon her, “What now?”

is

say if

“So?”

before, you’d help find

talk after the

not last

pleading. “Please, for all the things my family has done for the Chambers Group, for the years

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

recoiled in

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