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

for Marilla but even more so for

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 night or

there was the incident from the

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

school?” Marilla’s gaze met his, her eyes

not that you can’t go,

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

me like I’m a monster! Jareth, going to school makes me so happy. I want to learn drawing.

twin daggers plunged into his sides. He had always been her greatest lover, the architect of her future happiness. But he never imagined that his care for her would be perceived as deprivation.

Fairhaven, you misunderstood it.”

quickly 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. If you avoid these next few

don’t go, everyone will know I was the hostage that day Then, if I return to school later, everyone will look at me differently, and it

young lady was straightforward. But now, to continue her

end, Jareth could only relent with a heavy heart.

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

care of

“Yes, Mr. Fairhaven.”

icy, “Keep a close eye on

command, Aaron’s handsome face flashing in her mind. away

from Camille, she had been restless.

once and countless times

you want to be beaten

truly a dead end!”

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

long ago, he staggered home late at night, battered and bruised, and immediately dragged her from the bed to the floor, unleashing

night, her cries echoed through

do and on a whim, Matthew recalled

was just another malicious way

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

she couldn’t get her hands 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 completely

this upcoming family gala is my triumphant public comeback. As

desires on Elva, Matthew hissed these venomous reminders in her ear. With

and straightened his tie, transforming back into the picture of genteel nobility, and strode out of the dressing room.

called out

gaze upon her, “What now?”

is

speak, “The doctors say if we

“So?”

find a

after the gala”

not

my family has done for the Chambers Group, for the

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

recoiled in

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