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?”

touching the ground as he nearly lifted her off her feet, “Have you forgotten what you promised me? To be

for Marilla but even

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

was the incident from the

taut, on

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

not that you

few days. I’ve never been

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, don’t take this away from me. Don’t take away my

twin daggers plunged into his sides. He had always been her greatest lover, the architect of

you misunderstood it.”

mean that. He’s just concerned about the recent violent incident at the school. It’s probably chaotic there. If you

afraid if I don’t go, everyone will know I was the hostage that day Then, if I return to school later, everyone will look

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

Jareth could only relent with a heavy heart.

of the villa, 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 Marilla.”

“Yes, Mr. Fairhaven.”

icy, “Keep a close eye on her, and keep those unseemly rogues far

stiffened at the command, Aaron’s handsome face flashing in her mind. away from

Camille, she had been restless. Night after night, she suffered

only once and countless

be beaten

fighting back is truly a dead

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

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 barrage of kicks and

night, her cries echoed through

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

another malicious

high society knew how difficult it was to please the tailor. Nine times out of ten,

hands on that dress, he’d have the perfect excuse to blow a gasket. But Matthew’s rage fizzled out unexpectedly.

someone to parade around, wasn’t completely

family gala is my triumphant public comeback. As the wife of the Chambers‘ eldest son, you

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

Matthew pulled up his pants and straightened his tie, transforming back into the picture of genteel nobility,

Elva called out weakly.

paused, turning a cold gaze upon her, “What now?”

health is

if we

“So?”

you’d help find

talk after

may not

things my family has done for the Chambers Group, for

deaf? Can’t you understand

in fright.

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