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?”

tinged with red, Jareth held her tight, her toes barely touching the ground as he nearly lifted her off

even more

frequently travel abroad for inspections, plus Marilla started going to school, leaving little time for the couple to enjoy each other’s company

incident

extremely taut, on the verge of snapping or releasing a

Marilla’s gaze met his, her eyes

you can’t go, just

I’ve never been part of such an event, and I don’t want to miss

within his 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,

had always been her greatest lover,

you misunderstood

the recent violent incident at the school. It’s probably

I was the hostage that day Then, if I return to

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

Jareth could only relent with

change of clothes, but he refused. He couldn’t bear to part with the suit that still carried

care of

“Yes, Mr. Fairhaven.”

his eyes icy, “Keep a close eye on her, and keep those

handsome face flashing

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

only once and countless times in domestic abuse!”

to be beaten to

back is truly a dead

cunningly outmaneuvered Cassius, regaining Mr. Jeff Chambers’s trust

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 to the floor, unleashing a

night, her cries echoed

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

just another malicious

knew how difficult it was to please the tailor. Nine times out of

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 had somehow managed to secure the attire.

seemed that this woman, hardly someone to parade around, wasn’t completely useless after

back into the Chambers Group, and this upcoming family gala is my triumphant public comeback. As the wife of the Chambers‘ eldest son, you

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

back into the picture of genteel nobility, and strode out

Elva called out

turning a cold gaze upon her,

father’s health is

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

“So?”

me before, you’d help find a donor for my

after the gala”

not last that long!”

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

you getting deaf? Can’t you understand plain

in fright.

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