I Pretended To Be Dead And Ran Away (22 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 136

The kiss felt strange.

This was certainly not the kind of kiss Reniel had wanted. Felix had grown gentler, and that, paradoxically, made things harder for her. She tried even harder to provoke him.

She mimicked what he used to do—twining and stroking—then quickly tried to dominate him by pressing down. But it didn’t go as smoothly as she’d hoped. Even though she’d grown so accustomed to kissing him that she could hardly recall how their very first one had felt,

her body refused to follow what her mind dictated.

She clearly understood the theory. Moreover, she remembered almost everything Felix had done. So she tried to do the same. Yet because of his gentle yet still skillful manner, all that escaped her lips was an ecstatic sigh.

Soon, she realized she simply couldn’t act like Felix anymore and gave up. It might be better to wait for another opportunity.

When she finally pulled her lips away, a squeaking sound, almost like a whimper, escaped from Reniel’s jaw.

“Haah….”

As she exhaled wearily, he tenderly brushed her lips with his thumb. His newfound gentleness stirred a peculiar tickling sensation deep inside her chest—as if she’d swallowed a feather.

Yet, at the same time, she wondered if this feeling stemmed not from tenderness, but fear.

She was afraid of becoming pregnant.

If she were to conceive now, her child would be a bastard. Born to a commoner mother within the exalted House of Le Pelique, the child wouldn’t even be registered into the noble lineage.

And her child might end up living the same impoverished life she’d endured in the poorhouse.

Of course, she had substantial funds deposited in the central bank—but she didn’t know if it was enough to raise a child.

A half-noble belonged nowhere. Among nobles, the child would be mocked as a bastard; among commoners, shunned for carrying noble blood.

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