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?”

as he nearly lifted her off her feet, “Have you forgotten what you promised me? To be good every day.”

Marilla but even more

Group’s network and frequently travel abroad for inspections,

incident from

Jareth’s nerves were stretched extremely taut, on the verge of

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

you can’t go, just for now.”

never

finally feel normal, they don’t 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. Don’t take away

his sides. He had always been her greatest lover, the architect of her

Fairhaven, you

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

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

young lady was straightforward. But now, to continue her studies, her mind was

Jareth could only relent with a heavy heart.

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

good care of Marilla.”

“Yes, Mr. Fairhaven.”

“Keep a close eye on her, and keep those unseemly rogues far

handsome face flashing in her mind. away from

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

countless times in domestic

be beaten to

back is truly a dead end!”

cunningly outmaneuvered Cassius, regaining Mr. Jeff Chambers’s

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

night, her cries echoed through the entire building.

Group’s gala was drawing nearer. Today, with nothing better to do and on a whim, Matthew recalled sending Elva

another malicious

it was to please the tailor. Nine times out of ten, they’d leave with nothing but disappointment,

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

woman, hardly someone to parade around, wasn’t

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

ear. With tears brimming in her eyes, Elva endured

pulled up his pants and straightened his tie, transforming back into the picture

Elva called

a cold gaze

is deteriorating

mustering the courage to speak, “The doctors say if we can’t find a suitable kidney donor soon, he won’t

“So?”

you’d help find a donor for

after the gala”

may not last

of tears, 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

in

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