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?”

red, Jareth held her tight, her toes barely touching the ground as he nearly lifted her off her feet, “Have you forgotten what

for Marilla but even more

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 school, leaving little time for the couple to enjoy each other’s company – sometimes only a

was the incident from the night before.

extremely taut, on the verge of snapping or releasing a formidable

Marilla’s gaze met his, her eyes brimming with urgency.

gently, “It’s not that you can’t go, just for

the school’s anniversary in a few days. I’ve never been part

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

her greatest lover, the

Fairhaven, you misunderstood it.”

fetched a towel, drying Manilla’s 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.

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

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

Jareth could only relent with

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

good care of Marilla.”

“Yes, Mr. Fairhaven.”

close eye on her, and keep those unseemly

handsome face flashing in her mind. away from my

had received the dress from Camille, she had been restless.

once and countless times in

be beaten to death?!”

is truly

Jeff Chambers’s trust

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

night, her cries echoed through

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

another malicious

knew how difficult it was to please the tailor. Nine times out of ten, they’d leave with nothing but disappointment, especially someone as

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

to parade around,

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

in her ear. With tears brimming in her eyes, Elva endured the humiliation, meekly nodding

back into

Elva called out

turning a cold gaze

father’s health is deteriorating

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

“So?”

me before, you’d help find a donor

after

he may not last that long!”

for all the things my family has done for the Chambers

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

recoiled in

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