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?”

the ground as he nearly lifted her off her feet, “Have you forgotten what

but even

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 the couple to enjoy each

incident

Jareth’s nerves were stretched extremely taut, on

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

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

never been part of such an event,

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

her greatest lover, the architect of her

you misunderstood

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 and go back after things have

everyone will know I was the hostage that day Then, if I return to school later, everyone will look at me differently, and it will be even

meticulous thinking. Usually the young lady was straightforward. But now, to continue her

could only relent with a heavy

out of the villa, still wearing his damp suit. Lily tried to offer a change of clothes, but he refused. He couldn’t bear

good care

“Yes, Mr. Fairhaven.”

another thing.” Jareth paused, his eyes icy, “Keep a close eye

handsome face flashing in her

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

countless

be beaten to death?!”

back is truly a dead

Mr. Jeff Chambers’s trust and his position in the

that he would spare her his cruelty. But the reprieve was short–lived. Not long ago, he staggered home late at night, battered and bruised, and immediately dragged her

echoed through

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

it was just another

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

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

woman, hardly someone to

and this upcoming family gala is my triumphant public comeback. As the wife of the Chambers‘

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

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

Elva called

paused, turning a cold gaze upon her, “What

is deteriorating rapidly.”

“The doctors say if we can’t find a suitable kidney

“So?”

before, you’d help find

talk after the gala”

he may not last that

has done for the Chambers Group, for the years we’ve been married, please save my father!”

you getting deaf? Can’t you understand plain human language? Matthew

recoiled in

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