Chapter 877

Marilla's face, once pampered to a soft glow, beamed with a tender maternal light as she scribbled away.

Jareth, lurking behind her, bore a shattered expression, his pale lips quivering uncontrollably.

He wrapped his arms around her from behind, his chin resting on her slender shoulders, nuzzling her affectionately, his eyes brimming with unshed tears.

"Babe, I thought... I thought you didn't want kids?"

His voice was a husky whisper, filled with raw emotion, his cool lips brushing against her ear, "Didn't you want to focus on your art? Didn't you want it to be just us forever?"

Marilla's lashes fluttered shyly as she continued writing:

"That was before. I've changed my mind."

Her voice trembled slightly, "Jareth, I know my body. With all the medications and treatments, who knows when I'll be out of this hospital. I want us to have a child, a boy or a girl, it doesn't matter. We'll raise them together. This way, even if I leave this world before you, you won't be alone."

Jareth, overwhelmed by her words, frantically cleared his phone screen, his vision blurred by tears:

"Marilla, don't talk like that! We're going to make it, we'll grow old together! And I don't need kids! I have you, that's enough for me. I don't like kids, I don't want them!"

Marilla, sensing his turmoil, firmly grasped his hand, calming his tremors.

Jareth, biting back his sorrow, captured her lips in a deep, tender kiss.

Marilla melted into his embrace, their connection reigniting his passion.

on pause since her hospitalization. Despite his desires, he'd rather suffer than impose

gone from insatiable to a study in restraint, putting her comfort

a moment, they parted. Jareth gently wiped away the moisture

gaze, turned around,

no," Jareth stopped her, shaking his

wide and expressive, pleaded

been together in so long, and she wanted to

our whole lives ahead," he whispered, embracing

fast asleep, Thaddeus, having finished reviewing company documents, was about to join her when

"Jareth?" He answered immediately.

a mess. Drunk, crying, refusing to leave. I've never seen him like this! Can you come? He's falling apart, and it's honestly

felt a knot in his stomach, heading

the address. I'm on

dimly lit bar, Thaddeus found Jareth alone,

beside his

stop drinking. It's bad for you, especially with your wedding around the corner. You need to

face, his handsome features marred by tears, his eyes a

"What happened?"

me what's

"Marilla... Marilla..."

heart raced, "What

be a mother. The

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