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?”

he nearly lifted her off her feet, “Have

but even more so for Jareth’s

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

then there was the incident

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

can’t I go to school?” Marilla’s gaze met his, her eyes brimming with urgency.

gently, “It’s not that you

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

me like I’m a monster! Jareth, going to school makes me

sides. He had always been her greatest lover, the architect of her future happiness. But he

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

shook her 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

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

end, Jareth could only

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

good care of

“Yes, Mr. Fairhaven.”

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

face flashing

since Elva had received the dress from Camille, she had been restless. Night after

once and countless times

be beaten to death?!”

truly a

Matthew had cunningly outmaneuvered Cassius, regaining Mr. Jeff Chambers’s trust and his

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

her cries echoed through the entire

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

just another malicious way to trouble her.

it was to please the tailor. Nine times out of ten, they’d leave with nothing but disappointment, especially someone as inarticulate and clumsy as Elva.

to blow a gasket. But Matthew’s rage

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

and earth to claw my way back into the Chambers Group, and this upcoming family gala is my triumphant public comeback. As the wife of the

his primal desires on Elva, Matthew hissed these venomous reminders in her ear. With tears brimming in her eyes, Elva endured

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

called out

a cold gaze upon

health is

her feet, mustering the courage to speak, “The doctors say if

“So?”

you’d help find a donor

after the gala”

he may not last

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

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

recoiled in fright.

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