In a sense, it was pride. The Duke, after all, said he wouldn’t touch a common woman because of his great honor.
“Am I still picky in this?”
For once, Cassard’s eyes widened, and he involuntarily swung his head to the other side.
The scanty cloth barely covered her ample chest with a tantalizing line clearly visible on both sides, and the short length broke right below her hips, revealing the pale inside of her thigh.
“What are you doing?”
He barely avoided her gaze, but hot heat still surged below his gaze.
“You said I’m picky. I thought you misunderstood what I meant.”
The woman before him looked angry, but there was not a hint of seduction in her eyes.
Rather, she looked at him with contemptuous eyes as if to say, does this look like proper nightwear? Still, the excitement that had once risen did not easily subside.
Right now, he wanted to tear off that scant cloth and lay her down beneath him. No matter how accustomed he was to controlling himself, the body’s reaction in the realm of instinct was beyond his control.
“If we have to be together in the bedroom, isn’t this attire more difficult?”
She was right.
Just before being captivated by the fiery desire to explore the tender flesh of the woman, Cassard turned his body, wiping his mouth with a large hand.
“…Have something else prepared.”
There was a time during military school when he was called to the platform to demonstrate enemy seduction or a beauty trap.
Back then, even when a woman clad in racy clothes sat on his lap emitting a thick scent, his body hardly reacted. Perhaps because everyone was watching, or because he was mentally prepared…
Now, even the symphonic music flowing from the gramophone was of no help.
He wasn’t entirely indifferent to women before this. Last night, a woman had clung to him, and it was very difficult.
So, saying ‘I rejected her several times’ was a lie, but her sleep habit clinging to him was true. Thanks to that, he had hardly slept as well.
Cassard closed his eyes, recalling the military songs he used to sing wearisomely in the academy, and worked to control the desire that had boiled up in a moment. He left Lakan’s questionnaire that he intended to skim before the woman came out, tossed on the table.
Only after Peron brought the same colored long slip cardigan did the woman come out of the bathroom.
Thinking Cassard was enjoying music, she quietly sat on his bed. They both sat in silence, listening to the music until one piece was completely over.
Leaning back in his chair, eyes closed, Cassard slowly turned his head toward the woman. Perhaps because it wasn’t Berlioz’s music this time, she didn’t show dislike or shed tears.
She had said her tears were out of resentment, but her expression had been noticeably bad when hearing that music.
However… Even if it wasn’t as exposed as before, it was still low enough to see the valley.
Damn. Cassard inwardly cursed, frowning.
He wasn’t usually imaginative, but why was he imagining that woman’s naked body? The desire he had suppressed by singing military songs more than ten times in his head was coming back so strongly.
Cassard regained his composure, quickly drinking the cold water that had been placed on the table, and sat up straight.
“Lakan brought the question sheet. Shall you go, or shall I go?”
Perhaps thinking it was strange to converse while sitting together on the bed, the woman stood up and approached him.
“I’ll write. Give it to me.”
Sitting down with a slightly reddened face, embarrassed by the belatedly arriving shame, she settled into her seat.
Although she didn’t think that this cool and rational man would do anything inappropriate even after seeing her revealing slip, it was still a feeling of selfreproach that arose, separate from that.
“Apply this first.”
Before heading to the bathroom, Cassard pushed a prepared jar of ointment towards her. He had initially thought of applying it directly to the wound as he had done on the first day, but….
In this state, he couldn’t get up, and even if he did, his body, which had been cooled down, would certainly swell again the moment his hand touched her thigh.
“I’ll apply it in the bathroom later.”
Skaha also did not want to roll up her cardigan and expose her bare skin in front of the Duke. He probably wouldn’t even care if a common woman like her behaved so improperly.
“So be it.”
“Is there anything else I need to answer?”
“You didn’t even open your mouth in prison, so it’s not a question.”
Yes, the warden Roeigal told you to save your words as much as possible since it was an issue that needed to be resolved when he met you during the first and last permitted visit.
If she had known she would be tortured so severely, she would not have even promised to keep the secret.
“Did you meet Warden Roeigal?”
“Why are you asking?”
“Warden Roeigal said he wanted to meet the Duke.”
Hearing her words, the Duke tilted his head slightly. Despite his languid expression, his eyes held a faint warmth, like a person who had consumed a weak stimulant.
So Skaha asked him with a worried face, as if taking care of a patient.
“Duke? Are you alright?”
“…I met him.”
Cassard consciously avoided Skaha’s scrutinizing gaze. Avoiding someone’s gaze. It was impossible for him, who had dominated over people since his youth.
Still, once he became conscious of it, he was helpless.
“It seems like you have a fever. Should I call a doctor? That, I can read tomorrow and write the answer, so…”
Having met Roeigal, Skaha seemed relieved and spoke gently, expressing her concern.
“…You, you’re a nurse.”
The feeling that she could do something unknown, the instinct of a male, wriggles. His head is sounding alarms of danger everywhere. Yet, he couldn’t stop.
“You’ll do, nurse.”
[Star Icon][Star Icon][Star Icon]Being sleepy and getting a fever. Was it all because of unnecessary meddling?
The Duke’s persistent gaze followed her as she sat leaning against large cushions layered at the head of the bed. Skaha placed the back of her hand lightly on the Duke’s smooth and handsome forehead.
“It seems like you have a fever. It doesn’t seem bad enough for medicine, but you should go to sleep just in case. If your fever rises, I’ll place a wet towel on your forehead…”
Cassard grabbed the wrist of the woman trying to remove her hand from his forehead and pulled it. Startled, she almost fell and clung to his thigh for support.
The part she touched was too far inside, so he was just as surprised.
“Take your hand away.”
“Yes…? Ah, ththis… this is…!”
Startled, Skaha dropped the Duke’s thigh that she had been gripping. If she didn’t feel wrong, an unfamiliar feeling had touched the tip of her finger…
“……!”
Seeing Skaha’s cheeks turn beet red, the Duke smirked.
“It seems living in a monastery doesn’t make everyone ascetic.”
“What are you talking about… You were the one who pulled me just now!”
“You were the one who showed your naked body first.”
“Wwho… undressed…! It’s because you gave me those strange clothes!”
Indeed, whether he had a fever or not, the woman’s face was as redhot as his boiling rage.
“You’re right.”
Admitting calmly, she eyed him suspiciously, her lips pouting as if to say, “What are you up to?”
Her lips were plump and smooth, like a wellripened fruit. Suddenly, he wondered how they would feel if he tasted them.
He straightened his upper body and slowly wrapped his arms around the woman’s waist. When he pulled her slender waist, her full and soft body seemed to cling tightly to him. Is it my heart that’s pounding fiercely against the joined chests, or is it yours?
“In the bedroom, this is quite a difficult attire.”
An Indifferent Woman is the One Men Desire the Most
One-line summary: The female lead is actually cold-hearted and extremely rational. She has stage-by-stage relationships and won’t two-time, but there will always be someone who secretly likes her.
This novel has the following triggers, so if you’re sensitive to these, please don’t read:
1. The female lead has had many relationships, but she treated each one seriously and broke up properly.
It’s just that the men unilaterally pestered her incessantly. For the female lead, when she doesn’t like someone anymore, she simply doesn’t like them.
(This applies to her relationships with Male Lead 1, 2, 3, and 4 as well, but she’s loyal in each 1-on-1 relationship!)
2. In this novel, Male Lead 2 and the female lead kiss in a car, and Male Lead 1 sees it and beats up Male Lead 2.
The female lead calls the police and sends both Male Lead 1 and 2 to the police station! Male Lead 1 begs the female lead not to break up with him.
3. Male Lead 1 has a gentle appearance but an obsessive personality.
Male Lead 2 has a delicate and soft appearance, slightly green tea-like (two-faced).
Male Lead 3 is a youthful college student and a smart person who has secretly liked the female lead for a long time.
Male Lead 4 is the female lead’s father’s special assistant, a business elite with deep, hidden thoughts.
4. At the beginning of this novel, the female lead has already broken up with Male Lead 1 (Chapter 4) and gotten back together with Male Lead 2 (ex-boyfriend).
5. Enter with caution if you have triggers!!!
