“…….”
“And why am I here……”
Seeming slightly sober, Dior’s tone and expression were as they had been when Delrina first saw him. Yet, her face remained unyielding.
“Um, Your Grace.”
“Hm?”
“I’m going to have dessert with Calyx.”
Suddenly standing between Dior and Calyx, Delrina said so.
“That’s not a problem, is it?”
“Uh……. No, not a problem. Why are you asking me for permission? Just eat.”
Wiping the cream off his face, Dior responded. Then, Calyx, who had been silently watching Dior, opened his mouth.
“You.”
“Hm?”
“You remember what happened just now, right?”
‘What?’
At those words, all eyes focused on Belrion and Dior. Dior moistened his lips, looking bewildered.
“What are you…… What are you talking about?”
“You’ve got cream on your face, and you’re not even asking what it is, nor showing any curiosity despite everyone gathering around.”
“…….”
“Leaving Calyx behind for years despite always claiming to take him with you…….”
As if driving in the final nail, Calyx concluded his statement.
“Drinking and acting like you know what you’re doing to your son?”
“No, that’s not what I’m doing…”
“Cut the excuses.”
Seeing the cold face of Bellion, Dior felt his legs give way and he nearly collapsed. He violently shook his head.
“No, it’s not me.”
“…”
“I would never do such a thing to Callis. Obviously. Why would I, why would I…”
Dior’s eyes, which had been vehemently denying, turned towards Callis.
“Right, Callis? Dad, dad would never do such a thing to you.”
“…”
“Right? Quickly, say something. Dad to you…”
“You really need to be hit some more.”
As Bellion’s words finished, a powerful impact sound was heard and Dior collapsed. It was Felix’s job to move the unconscious Dior.
“Where should I put him?”
“Near my room. He’ll have a lot to say when he wakes up.”
“Understood.”
For a moment, Delrina thought that their conversation might have been a violent one. Bellion’s face was that grim. Then Bellion approached the two. Specifically, he directed his gaze towards Callis while speaking.
“If you don’t want to go to the Bourbon Duke’s house, you don’t have to. If you want dessert, eat it.”
“…”
“It’s okay to do so. You did nothing wrong.”
At Bellion’s words, Callis’s eyes gradually widened. Bellion then looked at Delrina.
“Clown.”
“Yes?”
“Don’t eat too much. You’ll vomit.”
“Ah, yes.”
Delrina was surprised to be suddenly called, but then she smiled. Shortly after Bellion left the room, a brief silence descended.
“…”
“You heard His Majesty?”
Delrina grabbed Callis’s arm and grinned.
“Let’s eat. I’m hungry too.”
“…”
“Well, the state of the room isn’t great… Or do you want to eat outside? The weather’s pretty nice.”
Delrina’s suggestion made Callis hesitate.
“…I’ve never had dessert together.”
“Huh?”
“I don’t know how to eat it together.”
“That? It’s nothing.”
Delrina immediately pulled out a cookie and broke it in half.
“Just share it like this. And chat along.”
“…”
“And if you get along with the person you’re eating with, you’ll eat more without even knowing. Did you know? Two people could really eat ten plates.”
Delrina handed a cookie to Callis and grinned.
“Wanna try?”
“The two of us?”
“Yeah. If we fail, it can’t be helped. There are many opportunities. We’ll eat together until we succeed.”
At Delrina’s casual tone, Callis, who had been standing there dumbfounded, finally nodded. Delrina picked up the basket and grabbed Callis’s arm again.
“Okay. Shall we go? To our first dessert meeting.”
Delrina pulled Callis along with a bright smile. Callis obediently followed, looking at the cookie in his hand and then took a bite.
“How is it? Tasty?”
“Yes.”
And he really savored it.
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
