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

watched, worried for Marilla but even more so

heir, 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

then there was the incident

were stretched extremely taut, on the verge of snapping or

Why can’t I go to school?” Marilla’s gaze met his, her eyes

not that you can’t go, just for

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

within his arms, “I finally feel normal, they don’t look at me like I’m a monster! Jareth, going to school makes

“take away” hit Jareth hard, like 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

Fairhaven, you

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

will know I was the hostage that day Then, if I return to school later, everyone will look at

had no retort, silently admiring Marilia’s meticulous thinking. Usually the young lady was straightforward. But now, to continue her

the end, Jareth could only relent with a heavy

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

care of

“Yes, Mr. Fairhaven.”

his eyes icy, “Keep a close eye

handsome face flashing in her mind. away from

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

only once and countless times in domestic abuse!”

to be beaten

back is truly a dead end!”

Jeff Chambers’s trust and his position

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, battered and bruised, and immediately dragged her from the bed

her cries echoed through

do and on a

was just another malicious

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

he’d have the perfect excuse to blow a gasket. But Matthew’s rage fizzled out unexpectedly. Elva had somehow managed to secure the attire.

someone to parade

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

Elva, Matthew hissed these venomous reminders in her ear. With tears brimming in her

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

called

turning a cold gaze

health is

if we can’t find a suitable kidney

“So?”

you’d help find a donor

after the

may not last that long!”

the verge of tears, pleading. “Please, for all the things my family has done for the Chambers Group,

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

recoiled in fright.

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