Chapter 614


    Chapter 614


    When Jareth arrived home, it was well into the night.


    Lily, the housekeeper, emerged from theundry room with a basket of clothes, hurriedly setting down


    her chores to greet the young master.


    “Is Mari asleep yet?” Jareth asked as he handed her his suit jacket, a flush of joy lighting up his face.


    “She’s retired for the night.”


    “Ah, after all the hustle.”


    Jareth felt a twinge of disappointment, but it quickly gave way to a wide grin. “Then I’ll share the news


    with her first thing in the morning.”


    Lily blinked in anticipation. “Sir, is there good news?”


    “Grandpa gave his blessing.”


    Jareth’s eyes sparkled with excitement, his voice trembling with emotion, “Grandpa, he’s agreed to my


    marrying Mari!”


    “Really?”


    Lily’s heart leapt with joy, tears glistening in her eyes, “Congrattions! You’re finally going to make it


    official with Mari! There couldn’t be happier news!”


    “On the way back, my mother called. She said she’d consent to epting Mari, but only if Edith


    returned home.”


    Jareth’s gaze turned icy. “As if that’s possible. When did my dear mother learn to bargain? Does she


    think if she doesn’t agree, I won’t marry Mari?”


    Lily nodded firmly in agreement.


    In her view, Mrs. Fairhaven rarely had rity in important matters, and ever since Jareth’s dad passed


    away, it had always been Jareth holding the fort. Otherwise, Gary would have taken over long ago.


    Jareth’s tone grew somber, “Still, Grandpa’s consent only came because Gary put in a word. What that


    guy is cooking up, we’ll have to see.”


    “Careful with Gary, he doesn’t do anything without a motive,” Lily added with a stern look.


    After a quick shower, Jareth slipped into bed, contentedly snuggling up to Mari.


    The more he thought about it, the more excited he got and couldn’t fall asleep. So he quietly scooted


    closer to her, savoring the soft, fragrant warmth of her body.


    It started with just cuddling, which soon wasn’t enough, and turned into a full embrace.


    His hands couldn’t resist slipping beneath her nightgown, stirring a familiar desire.


    “Mmm.”


    Mari opened her sleepy eyes and naturally wrapped her arms around him, “You’re back.”


    “Sorry, darling, did I wake you?” Jareth said, feeling guilty but unwilling to withdraw his hand.


    “Jareth, do you want to?” Mari, now so attuned and considerate due to his tender training, asked


    softly.


    He sighed deeply, just holding her tighter, “Not tonight, otherwise you won’t get any sleep.”


    “You seem very happy.”


    With her eyes closed, Mari listened to his rapid heartbeat. “Your heart’s pounding so fast, and I swear


    I heard youughing in my sleep. What’s got you so happy?”


    Inhaling deeply, Jareth kissed her forehead, his chest swelling with love, “Mari, I’m finally going to


    marry you. Officially marry you, making you my wife, ensuring everyone acknowledges you, not just as


    a private agreement.”


    Mari’s eyes flew open, sparkling with tears.


    Despite Jareth calling her his wife daily, she had always seen it as a term of endearment, never really


    expecting him to truly marry her.


    Especially after her mother was sentenced to death for murder, she had given up hope of ever


    bing his bride and was content just to be by his side.


    “Jareth, you don’t have to force yourself.”


    “Force myself? You think I’m forcing myself?”


    Jareth’s voice broke with urgency, his passion almost erupting like moltenva, engulfing the woman in


    his arms, “No, Mari, this isn’t about force. Marrying you is my lifelong desire, my one true wish.”


    After a few days of preparation, Jareth chose a restful day to take his beloved Mari to the


    Windermere Estate.


    “Sir? Ms. Mari? You’ve arrived!” Dennis was the first to greet them.


    “Hello, Mr. Dennis,” Mari said, her smile as bright as the warm sun, holding Jareth’s arm.


    “Good, good. Seeing you makes me even better, Ms. Mari.”


    Dennis examined her rosy cheeks, noting the added plumpness and the tender care Jareth had given


    her. It was clear Jareth treated her well, and Dennis’s worried heart eased.


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    “Dennis, is Mr. Frederic in?”


    Jareth asked with a gentle smile, gripping his love’s hand, “I’d like to speak with him. There’s


    something very important we need to discuss.”


    Dennis, guessing the reason for their visit from Mari’s blush, couldn’t hide his delight.


    “Mr. Frederic is home, I will go and inform him.”


    “Mari, you’vee home.”


    Before Dennis could finish, Frederic’s voice came from behind.


    Jareth and Mari looked up.


    Frederic descended the stairs, dressed in casual home attire, with a much less mboyant Glynnis


    trailing behind.


    Jareth barely recognized her. Was this the same ostentatious peacock from before? At first nce, she


    could’ve been mistaken for Acacia returning from abroad.


    “Dad,” Mari’s grip tightened on Jareth’s hand, her nerves apparent.


    Frederic’s lips pressed into a thin line as he nced at Jareth, his gaze hardening.


    “Oh, Mari, you’ve finally decided toe home.”


    Glynnis forced a weing smile, “I’ve missed you so much, dear sister.”


    “Mari,” Frederic’s voice was cold and stern, “Don’t leave again after you’vee home. You’re the


    heiress of the Abernathy Group, not some wild child left unsupervised. What does it look like, staying


    out and noting home?”


    “Yes, Mari,” Glynnis chimed in.


    Glynnis furrowed her brow, her face etched with deep concern. “You’re barely in your twenties, the


    prime of your youth. What are you doing shacking up with some guy? If word gets out, your reputation


    could be toast. Jareth might be a man and shake it off, but you, you’re a young woman. You’ve got so


    much more at stake!”