The voice that split and flowed reached her ears, spreading thickly.

Lamein found herself in a frozen moment.

Her husband’s eyes, as if about to swallow the world beyond, were precarious with only a thin strand of reason remaining.

If she continued pulling like this, it would break.

She couldn’t remain ignorant.

“If you want me to stop, I’ll stop.”

A voice armed with courtesy.

But her husband’s hot gaze, which seemed to penetrate into her body, was unfaithful to reason.

Lamein slowly swallowed the warm breath that had pooled in her mouth.

“Um… It might be better to stop.”

Behind the voice she barely let out, her husband let out a short breath.

“Sorry. Actually…”

She couldn’t find a proper reason among the countless thoughts that came to mind.

Hot breath pouring out as if it were difficult to handle.

Spitting out those irresponsible words to swallow the scattered breath.

“There’s no need to apologize.”

Behind the voice that had cooled down a bit, another short breath flowed.

With a slight smile on his lips, he slowly shook his head.

Touch. Touch. Touch.

Round forehead. Thin eyebrows on the eyelids.

And he lightly kissed her lips, which had become plump from the kiss.

When she slowly opened her eyes, feeling the sensation falling like an itchy wind.

“If I hadn’t stopped you, it would have been hard for you to handle, probably.”

He said lightly as if joking.

“But next time, you should be prepared.”

Though he was clearly smiling, was it because of the mood that he seemed to grind his molars?

Cedric, who had been on top of her for a long time, slowly rose.

As the heat that had penetrated their touching bodies disappeared, a moment of emptiness was felt.

To feel that emptiness was only for a short while.

…!

Lamein quickly pulled up the gown that had fallen below her shoulders and sat up.

“Hoo…”

Her husband’s broad chest, which had exhaled a sigh with many meanings, sluggishly rose.

At that moment, when apologies and embarrassment flooded her lips as she slowly opened her eyes.

“Why that expression?”

As if reading a fleeting thought, he asked.

Staring at him with widened eyes, raising her eyebrows.

“Madam seems quite disappointed, doesn’t she?”

…Then, a little more?

He gestured with a lifted corner of his mouth.

“Wh… who said I’m disappointed!”

No. I’m not disappointed. No way.

“Maybe you’re the one who’s disappointed! Not me!”

No? I wasn’t disappointed. Maybe I was…

In the midst of thoughts oscillating between negation and affirmation, she felt a sensation of heat that seemed to simmer up on her face.

‘Ah. My face is going to explode like this.’

Honestly, the moment she stopped, a strange feeling of emptiness and a sense of disappointment rushed in at the same time.

But at the moment of admitting it.

“Tell the truth.”

…It felt like I was about to be devoured.

Lamein swallowed dry saliva.

Persistent pupils that seemed to want to expose my thoughts roamed above my face.

As she received a gaze urging for the truth, she remained silent.
“I’ll give you something pretty to look at.”

…Ah, I told you to turn on the blinker.

Once again, her husband, who had entered abruptly, withdrew his persistent gaze.

“T-Thank you.”

The lamb in front of a starved beast displayed manners.

Cedric, who had been looking at her with a lovely gaze, chuckled softly.

Now her face is not just hot, but it’s sizzling.

This should be beyond the level of a human turning into a tomato.

At the moment when she gave up and awkwardly folded her eyelashes.

“I wanted to see your face, but I actually came because I have something to say.”

Her husband quickly revealed the purpose of his visit here.

“What do you want to say?”

She asked calmly, waiting for the continuation.

His lips, which had been stiffly sealed for a moment as if contemplating, slowly opened.

“Elyna knows everything about you.”

The eyelids, which had been calmly still, shot up sharply.

“She knows everything?”

“Yes.”

Looking at Lamein, who seemed to be frozen, she let out a short sigh.

There are facts that Lamein has discovered after recovering her memories.

The original story, where Lamein was imprinted as a villainess, had progressed without any deviation to Elina’s perspective.

Small and large events that occurred inside the Duke’s residence.

All of those events concluded that Lamein, who was scheming against Elina, was responsible for everything.

But Lamein did nothing.

‘Now that I think about it, the poisoned tea incident was probably Elina’s doing.’

After the possession, she was curious why Lamein tried to drink the poisoned tea.

But after her memory returned, she found out that it was not Elina’s doing but the act of someone else.

Lamein’s gaze glanced at Cedric for a moment.

‘I thought the person targeting me in this mansion was either Cedric or Elina. Well, it’s not Cedric for now.’

Of course, the handsome man who had been on the investigation list is still targeting her.

…Especially on the bed.

‘Was the plan to reveal my identity and drive me away?’