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?”

tinged with red, Jareth held her tight, her toes barely touching the ground as he nearly lifted her off

even more

named heir, Jareth was no 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 travel abroad for inspections, plus Marilla started going to

was the incident from the night

extremely taut, on the verge of snapping or releasing a

can’t I go to school?” Marilla’s gaze met

you can’t go, just

a few days. I’ve never been part of such an event, and I don’t want to miss it!”

struggled 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

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

you misunderstood

school. It’s probably chaotic there. If you avoid these next few days and go back after things have settled. it wont

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 worse

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

Jareth could only relent

change of clothes, but he refused. He couldn’t bear to part with the suit

good care of

“Yes, Mr. Fairhaven.”

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

the command, Aaron’s handsome face flashing

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

once and countless times in

to be beaten

fighting back is truly a

Jeff

ago, he staggered home late at night, battered and bruised,

her cries echoed through

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

just another malicious way to trouble

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

excuse to blow a gasket. But

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

is my triumphant public comeback. As the wife of the Chambers‘ eldest son, you need to shine, Elva. If you embarrass me in the slightest,

hissed these venomous reminders in her ear. With tears brimming in her eyes, Elva endured the humiliation,

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

called

gaze upon her, “What

health is

“The doctors say if we can’t find a suitable kidney donor soon, he

“So?”

help find a donor for

after the

may not last that long!”

for all the things my family has done for the Chambers Group, for the years we’ve been

it after the gala. Are you getting deaf? Can’t you

recoiled in

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