Lady Devil - Chapter 46

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As he said, it was not entirely pleasant, with a hint of complexity in his casually thrown words. As Griselda picked up the box and looked at Winfrid, he suddenly gestured with his eyes.

“That thing, it’s yours.”

“Pardon?”

Winfrid pointed at the box and said nonchalantly.

“Open it.”

Griselda was about to tactlessly question ‘No, it’s not?’ but closed her mouth. However, she couldn’t hide her perplexed expression. Unable to answer, she just stood there blankly, and when she finally opened the lid, her hand movements were quite stiff.

She was genuinely puzzled. Although she had received things from Winfrid before, most were not items to keep for long, such as a few flowers or medicinal herbs said to be good for an ailing body, so she doubted there was anything worth carefully placing in a well-crafted box.

What on earth…

Her hand holding the box lid stopped abruptly in mid-air.

“…Why are you silent?”

Winfrid muttered low complaints to Griselda, who had frozen like a statue. With his usual cold gaze, he was subtly blushing under his eyes. That attitude, somehow resembling the embarrassment of a man before his cherished lover.

That was fear.

To Griselda, it was the warmth of the golden beast that had not yet grown, the expression of affection that would occasionally show itself as if it were some mercy after weighing down her body. It was rather fear. Was it just fear? Beast.

She would startle even at Winfrid’s shadow. In fact, there was no physical pain. Rather, her body, now all too familiar, seemed to momentarily enjoy what appeared to be a desirable lovemaking on the surface.

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