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?”

he nearly lifted her off her feet, “Have you forgotten what you promised

but even more so

to expand the Fairhaven Group’s network and frequently travel abroad for inspections, plus

then there was the incident

taut, on

I go to school?” Marilla’s gaze

that you can’t go, just

never been part of such an event,

school makes me so happy. I want to learn drawing. Please, don’t take this away

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

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

shook 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

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

Jareth could only relent with

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

good care of

“Yes, Mr. Fairhaven.”

thing.” Jareth paused, his eyes icy, “Keep a close eye on her, and keep those unseemly rogues far

at the command, Aaron’s handsome face flashing

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

once and countless times in domestic abuse!”

want to be beaten to

truly a

regaining Mr. Jeff

that he would spare her his cruelty. But the reprieve was short–lived. Not long ago, he staggered home late

cries echoed through the entire building.

was drawing nearer. Today, with nothing better to do and on

it was just another malicious way to

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

blow a gasket. But Matthew’s rage fizzled

someone to parade around, wasn’t completely useless

and earth to claw 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

vented his primal desires on Elva, Matthew hissed these venomous reminders in her ear. With tears brimming in her eyes, Elva endured the humiliation, meekly nodding

into the picture of genteel nobility,

called out

gaze upon

is deteriorating rapidly.”

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

“So?”

help find a donor

after the gala”

not last that long!”

on the verge of tears, pleading. “Please, for all the things my family has done for the Chambers Group, for the years we’ve been married, please save my

Are you getting deaf?

recoiled in

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