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?”

held her tight, her toes barely touching the ground as he nearly lifted her off her feet,

for Marilla but even

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 other’s company – sometimes

then there was the incident from the night

taut, on

Marilla’s gaze met his, her eyes brimming

you can’t go,

arts performance for the school’s anniversary in a few days. I’ve never been part of such

arms, “I 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

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

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

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

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

Jareth could only relent with

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

good care of Marilla.”

“Yes, Mr. Fairhaven.”

his eyes icy, “Keep a close eye on

face flashing in her mind. away from my

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

countless times in domestic abuse!”

to be beaten to

truly a

regaining Mr. Jeff Chambers’s trust and

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 from the bed to

her cries echoed through the

nothing better to do and on a whim, Matthew recalled sending Elva to Camille for the

told, it was just another

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

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

hardly someone to parade around, wasn’t completely

claw my way back into the Chambers Group, 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

back into the picture of genteel nobility,

Elva called out weakly.

cold gaze upon her,

is deteriorating

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

“So?”

you’d help find a donor for

talk after the gala”

may not

“Please, for all the things my family has done for the Chambers Group, for the years we’ve been married, please save my

gala. Are you getting deaf? Can’t you understand plain human language? Matthew glared

in

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