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?”

barely touching the ground as he nearly lifted

but even more so for Jareth’s

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

incident from

taut, on the verge of snapping

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

that you

few days. I’ve never been part of such an event,

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 me.

lover, the architect of her future

Fairhaven, you misunderstood

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 be

not afraid if I don’t go, everyone will know I was the hostage that day Then, if

was straightforward. But

could only relent with

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

care of Marilla.”

“Yes, Mr. Fairhaven.”

a close eye on her,

Aaron’s handsome face flashing

had been restless. Night after night,

and countless times in domestic

you want to be beaten to death?!”

truly a dead

had cunningly outmaneuvered Cassius, regaining Mr. Jeff Chambers’s trust and his position in the

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

cries echoed through the entire

do and on a whim, Matthew recalled sending Elva to Camille for

told, it was just another malicious way to trouble

to please the tailor. Nine times out of ten, they’d leave

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

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

Group, and this upcoming family gala is my triumphant public comeback. As the wife of the Chambers‘ eldest son, you

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

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

called out weakly.

gaze upon her, “What now?”

father’s health is

courage to speak, “The doctors say if we can’t find a suitable kidney donor

“So?”

promised me before, you’d help find a

after the gala”

he may not

of tears, pleading. “Please, for all the things my family has done for the Chambers

we’ll discuss it after the gala. Are you getting deaf? Can’t you understand plain human

recoiled in

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