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?”

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

for Marilla but even more so for Jareth’s well–being.

Group’s network and frequently travel abroad for inspections, plus Marilla started going to school, leaving little time

incident from the night before.

on the verge of snapping

I go to school?” Marilla’s gaze met his, her

not that you can’t go, just

school’s anniversary in a few days. I’ve never

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 joy, please?”

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

you misunderstood

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 days and go back after things have settled. it wont be too

if I don’t go, everyone will know I was the hostage that day

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

the end, Jareth could only relent with a heavy heart.

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

care

“Yes, Mr. Fairhaven.”

eyes icy, “Keep a close eye on

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

had been restless. Night after night, she suffered insomnia, haunted by Camille’s cutting

and countless times in domestic abuse!”

to be beaten to death?!”

truly a

Mr. Jeff Chambers’s trust and his position

mood 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

Group’s gala was drawing nearer. Today, with nothing better to do and on

just another malicious way

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

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 had somehow managed to secure the

that this woman, hardly someone to parade around, wasn’t

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

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

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

called out weakly.

paused, turning a cold gaze

father’s health is deteriorating

feet, mustering the courage to speak, “The doctors say if we can’t find a suitable kidney donor soon, he won’t make it.”

“So?”

before, you’d help find

after

not last that long!”

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

you getting deaf? Can’t

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