Belladonna stepped out into the hallway and abruptly handed Peleus to Cindy, who had been waiting.
Cindy blinked in confusion as she suddenly found herself holding the child.
“Would you play with Peleus in the playroom? And please put him down for a nap if he gets sleepy.”
“Ah, understood!”
It seemed odd that the lady was handing over the young master right after painting the portrait, when she would normally spend the afternoon with him.
Escalion, emerging belatedly, chuckled softly at the sight.
“Bella, what are you doing?”
Belladonna averted her eyes, unable to answer.
You said earlier that we should go to the… bedroom…
So it was right to leave Peleus with Cindy.
Escalion drew close to her and kept teasing:
“Hmm? Why did you suddenly hand over Peleus? You usually keep him with you all afternoon if there’s nothing else going on.”
“Ah… He seemed sleepy. And I’m a bit sleepy too.”
“You look quite bright-eyed though?”
“No, really, I’m sleepy.”
Belladonna kept avoiding his gaze as she walked.
Behind Escalion and her heading to the bedroom, a servant carrying the portrait followed.
Belladonna glanced back at the servant following them and asked:
“Escalion, are you going to hang that portrait in your office?”
“Portrait?”
“Yes, I was wondering if you’ll hang it next to where the original portrait was, or take down the old one and put up the new one.”
But why does he keep following us?
To go to the office, they should have turned at the fork in the hallway earlier.
Belladonna looked up at Escalion, conscious of the servant walking behind them.
“Weren’t you going to hang that in the office?”
“I was planning to hang it in the bedroom.”
Escalion answered abruptly.
Bedroom? At the unexpected location, Belladonna stopped in her tracks.
“Oh, is that so?”
“I was thinking of hanging it behind the table in the bedroom. I told you about it earlier.”
You told me?
Belladonna blinked. When?
As far as she could remember, they hadn’t had any separate conversation about the portrait’s location.
She had only heard about painting a portrait with Peleus this very morning…
Escalion looked down at her and spoke:
“I said let’s go to the bedroom because something came to mind.”
“What? That was…”
“On second thought, I think it would be best to hang our family portrait in our bedroom. I wanted to hang it there as soon as the painting was finished.”
So that’s what he meant…?
Belladonna’s face, which had been blankly blinking, suddenly flushed red.
Wh-wh-what! Belladonna glanced back at the servant following them and then covered her cheeks with her hands.
Don’t tell me I was the only one having strange thoughts?
She had misunderstood his words and hastily left Peleus with Cindy, but now realizing he had only been thinking about the portrait, she felt extremely embarrassed and ashamed.
Aaagh!
“Um… Then…”
“You don’t like it? Should we just hang it next to our portrait in the office?”
“Th-that’s…”
“Or how about the lobby or reception room where it’s visible right when you enter? That might be better if we want to show it to others too.”
Escalion said with quite a serious face.
Belladonna, even more panicked, lowered her head deeply.
She felt as if all the thoughts that had filled her mind while clinging close to him during the portrait painting were suddenly flying away.
Escalion looked down at her intently and lifted the corners of his mouth.
Finally reaching the bedroom with steps that felt as heavy as if rocks were tied to them, Belladonna said to Escalion:
“Hang the portrait wherever you want…”
“Really? You’re fine with me doing as I please?”
Belladonna nodded.
Whether in the bedroom or elsewhere, she just wanted to hurry and hang it to get it over with.
“Then I’ll go check on Peleus now.”
And just run away! She couldn’t bear to stay with him any longer out of embarrassment.
At times like this, using the child as an excuse was easiest…
“I feel bad about suddenly leaving him with Cindy…”
As she tried to go back the way they came, making excuses about Peleus, Escalion caught her wrist.
Caught by him, Belladonna looked up at him with a puzzled expression.
“Hang the new portrait next to the original one in the office.”
He turned to the servant behind them and said.
“Yes, understood.”
The servant who had been following them bowed his head and turned around without hesitation.
Huh? Belladonna blankly watched his figure grow distant. Why is he going back…?
“Bella, I’m sorry. I lied.”
“What?”
“What I said I wanted to do in the bedroom, your guess was right.”
Escalion said as he grabbed her chin and turned it towards him. Right in front of her, golden eyes full of mischief came into view.
“Were you just teasing me?”
Belladonna asked with an incredulous face.
Seeing him nod as if he had been waiting for this, she felt even more dumbfounded.
Huh…?
“But thanks to that, you left Peleus behind.”
Escalion said with a grin. He pushed open the bedroom door behind him and pulled her close.
Ah, really… Making me the only strange one!
Belladonna sighed helplessly and followed him into the bedroom.
The fact that she felt relief rather than annoyance was even more baffling.
As they entered the unlit interior, she could see his eyes darkly gleaming in the light from the window.
His smile now gone, he pressed his body against Belladonna.
At the sudden change in atmosphere, Belladonna swallowed dryly and placed her hands on his arms.
“Earlier…”
Escalion said in a low, husky voice. The voice pouring down over her body made her feel goosebumps on her shoulders.
“…when you sat close, you smelled so good it was hard to resist.”
After finishing his words, he lifted Belladonna’s hand and kissed it.
At the deeper, more intense kiss than usual, Belladonna inhaled sharply.
With his lips still pressed to her hand, his golden eyes staring intently at her felt piercing.
The lips lingering on the back of her hand gradually moved upward.
Belladonna quietly watched as he slowly unbuttoned her dress.
“I’m cold.”
Belladonna said in a small voice.
“I’ll warm you up.”
Escalion, who had now pressed his lips to her ear, said in a scratchy voice.
Putting his hands under her thighs, he lifted her up and strode towards the bed.
Belladonna watched him climb on top of her as she lay down on the wide, soft bed.
Even in the darkness, she could clearly see his chest and shoulder muscles approaching closely.
“Bella, I’m so happy lately. To the point where my head might go crazy.”
Escalion said, breathing heavily as he lowered his head towards her. Feeling his hot breath on her body, Belladonna tightly closed her eyes and grasped his hair.
An unbearable sensation enveloped her.
“What about you?”
Too overwhelmed, Belladonna could not answer and only breathed raggedly.
“You have to answer.”
Escalion murmured with his lips pressed against her body.
He put his hands under Belladonna’s waist and gripped tightly. She squirmed ticklishly and opened her mouth.
“Ugh, I-I do too…”
“Ah, I love hearing your voice.”
Escalion said in a satisfied voice and pressed his body even closer. Belladonna kept making small sounds as she moved beneath him.
By now the couple’s bedroom had heated up enough for her to completely forget about the cold.
[This is the timeline separator]Belladonna opened her eyes at the ticklish sensation of someone stroking her hair.
Right in front of her, she saw Escalion’s languid face as he lay looking at her, his upper body fully exposed.
“Aren’t you cold?”
Belladonna asked with a chuckle.
Escalion kissed her forehead softly and replied:
“How could I be cold with you beside me?”
How very like you…
Belladonna shook her head with a helpless smile. Escalion pulled her into his arms, embracing her tightly.
“Bella, you may have disliked it, but I’m glad I met you in Astanya.”
He said in a low voice. Belladonna listened quietly to his gentle voice as she lay in his arms.
“The faint singing in my memories, the somewhat awkward saint, you who kept averting your eyes after coming to Griblata – I liked it all.”
“…”
“Thanks to you, it felt like my colorless world was painted with all sorts of colors. The voice I could barely hear seemed to save me somewhat.”
“Escalion… I felt the same way.”
He clearly didn’t know that he was truly the one who had saved her from the gutter.
Belladonna stretched out her arms and hugged his broad back. Through their touching chests, she could feel their two hearts beating in sync.
“Promise me you’ll stay by my side from now on.”
“I promise.”
Belladonna answered, nuzzling her forehead near his neck. Escalion let out a satisfied groan and stroked her back.
The happiness welling up to her throat colored her warmly.
Giggling, Belladonna lifted herself slightly and planted several small kisses on his sharp jawline.
She heard Escalion make a sound like air escaping.
Through the window just visible beyond his body, she could see snow starting to fall and accumulate little by little.
The snow piling up white on the trees repeatedly fell in clumps as sudden cold winds blew.
After quietly watching that scene, Belladonna lay back down and snuggled into his arms without any worry.
“It’s snowing.”
“I can hear it. Winter has come again. It’ll probably be very cold this year too.”
Escalion said, hugging her even tighter and pulling up the blanket. Under the covers, their legs naturally intertwined.
“No. I don’t think it will be cold.”
Belladonna said in a small voice.
She was not at all afraid of Griblata’s harsh season and cold that had returned once again.
Because Griblata Castle, her husband’s side, and life with their child would continue to be warm from now on.
“Escalion, please keep me warm from now on too.”
“Of course.”
Escalion said as he stroked the back of her head. Belladonna gradually drifted off to sleep, feeling his gentle touch.
A drowsy feeling slowly spread.
The couple’s bedroom, filled with happiness, continued to be enveloped in cozy warmth.
[Don’t Get Caught by Your Husband!] Side Story – The EndCold Male Lead Became My Clingy Husband (Female-Dominant)
Feng Bai Su transmigrated into a matriarchal novel, becoming the sister of the female protagonist and the Seventh Princess of the Feng Ling Kingdom.
After working herself to death in her previous life, finally reincarnating as a princess, she only wanted to be a lazy fish who could eat, sleep, and play.
Until she met the male protagonist from the book, Wei Jing Mo, and he took a liking to her!
Wei Jing Mo is the top young man in Feng Ling City, talented in both appearance and ability, from a prestigious family, with a cold and otherworldly appearance, a figure like the bright moon in the hearts of noble ladies. It was thought that only the most powerful and talented noble lady in Feng Ling City would be worthy of such a brilliant young man. Who knew that this young gentleman would secretly admire the infamous Seventh Princess?
Short scene 1:
Feng Bai Su looked at the young man crying like a pear blossom in the rain before her, and couldn’t help but doubt her life.
Wasn’t the male lead described as a cold and otherworldly figure in the book?
Then who was this poor little thing crying with swollen red eyes and tear-stained face?
Short scene 2:
Wei Jing Mo stared intently at Feng Bai Su who was about to go out, wanting to say, “Be careful on the road.”
Before he could speak, Feng Bai Su suddenly bent down and bit his cheek.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of disdain: “Tsk! You’re so clingy!”
Wei Jing Mo: “…”
A talented fox spirit female lead with a flirtatious appearance but actually abstinent VS A cold-looking but actually naive and clingy little jealous male lead
