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?”

lifted her off her feet, “Have you forgotten what you promised me? To be

even more so

dote on his radiant wife. He had to attend social events to expand the Fairhaven Group’s network and frequently travel abroad for

there was the incident

like Jareth’s nerves were stretched extremely taut, on

Why can’t I go to school?” Marilla’s gaze met

gently, “It’s not that you can’t

school’s anniversary in a few days. I’ve never been part of such an event, and I don’t

Jareth, going to school makes me so happy. I want to learn drawing.

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

Fairhaven, you misunderstood it.”

“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

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

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

only relent with

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

care

“Yes, Mr. Fairhaven.”

close

handsome face flashing in her mind.

the dress from Camille, she had been restless. Night

countless

you want to be beaten

truly a

cunningly outmaneuvered Cassius, regaining Mr. Jeff Chambers’s trust and his position in the Group.

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

echoed through

nothing better to do and on a whim, Matthew recalled sending Elva to

just another malicious way

please the tailor. Nine times out of ten, they’d

perfect excuse to blow a gasket. But Matthew’s rage fizzled

this woman, hardly someone to parade

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

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

tie, transforming back into the picture

Elva called out weakly.

a cold gaze upon her, “What

is deteriorating

“The doctors say if we can’t find a suitable

“So?”

before, you’d help find a donor for my

talk after the

not last that

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

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

recoiled in

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