A knock sounded, accompanied by Ruus’s voice.

Haldin released Blair with a slight sigh, put on his outer robe, and left the lounge.

Blair, looking confused for a moment, stared blankly at his retreating figure and soon understood his emotions.

When someone hears that they will fall in love with someone they have never seen before, it must be absurd. They wouldn’t believe it and would want to deny it.

But just like Haldin from before the regression, he would eventually fall in love with Miella.

Now, only she remembered the nonexistent future, and only she remembered the memories and scars within that memory. Therefore, she was the only one who could change the future.

Blair had no intention of changing his future.

‘Even if his future changes to love someone else, it won’t be me.’

So, in this life, she would disappear from his life. For the sake of both of them.

Suppressing her emotions, Blair followed Haldin, but she suddenly felt something caught under her foot.

It was Haldin’s cravat.

Haldin, who had left the lounge, headed for the main temple. Ruus had gone ahead as he had some tasks entrusted by Haldin, and Blair followed him.

Haldin, feeling Blair’s presence following him, recalled her words from earlier.

“The priest from earlier is the woman you will fall in love with.”

What surprised him even more than the content of the ‘future’ that Blair claimed to have seen was her expression.

She had a calm face, as if it were someone else’s story, and her voice was calm, as if it were someone else’s story. She acted as if it didn’t matter that he would fall in love with another woman.

The reason for not wanting to introduce her to the government was merely to ensure their safe divorce.

But this was originally a contract.

Why was he so angry about it?

“Herdin.”

Blair’s voice calling him from behind was heard. Perhaps because she had been chasing him with large strides, her voice was mixed with panting.

Haldin swallowed a lazy sigh and casually swept his front hair back with his hand. His steps gradually narrowed.

Finally catching up to him, Blair, who was out of breath, extended the cravat to him.

“I dropped this.”

Haldin looked at the cravat held in her hand for a moment, then lowered his upper body toward her.

“Tie it for me every week.”

To her unexpected request, Blair blinked. Then, after looking at the coat in his right hand, she understood and nodded.
Here is the English translation of the Korean paragraph:

The method of tying her husband’s cravat every week is learned before marriage, during bride training. It was one of the wife’s duties to assist her husband in getting dressed to go to work.

Blair had known this even before the current marriage, before attending bride training. Before the regression, she had tied his cravat countless times.

He often asked Blair to tie his cravat. Using that as an excuse, he would hug her from the busy mornings.

…In the end, it was all a lie.

Now she understands that his requests have no meaning. However, because of what happened a while ago, it was difficult for her to approach him willingly. Yet, it felt uncomfortable to tell him directly to let her tie it for him.

Blair, who hesitated for a moment, moved closer as if she was going to hug his neck.

As the distance between them shortened, the exposed white nape of Blair’s neck, hidden under her raised hair, also got closer. At the same time, her unique sweet scent reached him.

Suddenly, memories of their first night stirred in his mind. The sensation of his lips touching that soft nape, her body temperature trembling in his embrace, and…

Her beautiful face looking up at him.

‘…I must be crazy.’

He regretted asking her to tie his cravat in the first place. In the midst of suppressing his desires, his gaze remained fixed on her.

Blair, completely unaware of his thoughts, was engrossed in tying his cravat.

Her slightly arched eyebrows and half-opened lips, as if concentrating, would slightly relax whenever her fingers accidentally brushed against his neck.

“It’s done.”

Blair gently straightened the cravat as a finishing touch and stepped back from him. At that moment, Haldin grabbed her hand.

Blair’s puzzled eyes and Haldin’s eyes looking down at her hand met.

Haldin realized that he had unconsciously held her hand and frowned slightly. But it was fleeting. Soon, his blue pupils captured Blair’s appearance.

As if he could devour her at any moment.