“Marquis, do you know about the future events that will occur later?”
When Ibi asked, Zion’s eyes widened, hiding his hesitation.
Even Ibi, who usually kept a calm composure, had her pupils shaken by the marquis’s surprising reaction.
Unintentionally, Ibi swallowed a breath and pretended to lick her lips. However, she couldn’t conceal the palpable confusion rising in her chest, evident in her rapid and shallow breathing.
“I’ll come back later, something urgent has come up…!”
In the end, Ibi couldn’t bear it and stood up from her seat.
However, she couldn’t take a single step afterward. Zion reflexively grabbed Ibi, who was trying to escape with an absurd excuse.
Suddenly, Zion, who had risen, pressed down on Reyna’s sleeping face. Due to the wind, Ibi sat back down involuntarily.
As Ibi sat lifelessly, Zion released his grip on her shoulders. However, his hand didn’t go far; it rested beside Ibi’s head, gripping the back of the sofa. Eventually, Ibi found herself trapped between the sofa and his arms.
Despite being forcibly restrained, Ibi couldn’t protest against Zion. She couldn’t even bring herself to look directly at the man who had seated her.
As Ibi turned her head, avoiding eye contact, the sofa’s sturdy wooden frame creaked. The sound of wood and leather furniture twisting in Zion’s grip echoed.
Though Ibi hunched her shoulders at the sound, Zion didn’t release his grip.
‘Why?’
He asked silently.
‘You brought up the topic, used your own feet to come here, and spoke the words yourself. Then why are you so surprised, flustered, and trying to escape?’
Just now, grabbing Ibi wasn’t driven by Zion’s rationality but by instinct.
In response to the sharp instinct that cut through his spine, he moved his body first. As a result, when Ibi was placed under his arm, he finally raised questions about the situation.
Looking back, today’s Ibi Ariathe seemed strange from the beginning.
It was likely an urgent situation, yet she appeared without any prior notice. If it was because of the curse, he should have inquired more about the saint, but she swiftly brushed off that topic. While immediately shifting the conversation, she prolonged the introduction, as if making excuses, and turned the discussion directly to himself.
Now she seemed to be trying to withdraw after confirming something alone.
Today’s Ibi Ariathe was suspicious from start to finish, and that’s why Zion repeated the question.
“Do you have nothing to say to me?”
“There are infinitely many things.”
Ibi’s voice, reluctantly admitting, was faint.
With her answer, Ibi closed her eyes tightly and sighed lightly before reluctantly raising her head.
Lifting her head to face Zion, her eyes, now fully exposed, were filled with fear.
Overwhelmed by the sudden revelation, she couldn’t decide whether to confront or avoid the imminent truth. Confused and disoriented, she couldn’t even recognize who the person in front of her was.
Seeing that, Zion also felt a strange sense of awkwardness.
He was confused too, and even frightened.
But more than that, he desperately wanted it. He earnestly wished that Ibi would please reveal this suffocating secret in pieces. He genuinely prayed for it.
So, Zion swallowed his hesitation and asked Ibi again.
“Who am I….”
“Just a moment!”
“Ugh!”
However, the moment he opened his mouth, Ibi let out a loud scream, shutting his jaw with force.
Like closing an open drawer, Ibi forcefully lifted his chin, and in the process, Zion, who almost bit his tongue due to the sudden movement, froze for a moment before displaying his temper.
“What is this nonsense…!”
“No! I don’t want to! Don’t do it!”
At that moment, Ibi shouted, making Zion, too, flinch.
“Quiet…!”
“No! I’m still… ugh!”
As Ibi continued to scream, the bewildered Zion reacted by covering her mouth with his hand.
Ibi reacted with terror to the hand gripping her jaw, but realizing that Zion was looking at the door rather than at her, she belatedly came to her senses.
Ibi’s voice had been quite loud just now. However, the area outside the door remained quiet, and Zion let out a heavy sigh. It wasn’t relief but an attempt to suppress frustration.
Typically, with this much noise, anyone would have rushed in, checking for their lord’s safety. However, the fact that no one appeared outside meant that those people had arbitrarily interpreted the noise Ibi just made.
And that meant Zion Laurel’s honor and worth as a human had finally been trampled upon.
The image of observers, including Moren Arco, exchanging glances outside, was easily painted in this complete chaos.
In this chaotic situation, Zion looked down at Ibi with disdain. Ibi, belatedly realizing the situation, politely returned his gaze. Of course, Zion wasn’t a subject to be swayed by such behavior.
“How far will you humiliate a person…”
“Um… ugh…”
When Ibi tried to laugh and mumble, Zion tightened his grip on Ibi’s jaw.
Although Ibi struggled as if in pain, Zion didn’t let go easily. Eventually, he bit into her, drawing blood.
Male lead is a Destined Young Husband (Female-dominant)
One-sentence summary: Wife-master, listen to my explanation!
Li Ruantang, a young lady from a prestigious family, stumbled and fell. When she woke up, she saw a noble and beautiful young man sitting by her bedside, wiping away tears.
The young master had slightly reddened eyes, and his every move exuded charm.
The sight made Li Ruantang’s eyes hot and her heart flutter. After all, she had made a bet with the young master Meng from the neighboring family. If she couldn’t marry a husband before the end of the year, she would have to admit defeat and give up the jade she had worked so hard to obtain.
Outside the window, the flowers were in full bloom.
Rather than losing the bet, the jade, and her face, Li Ruantang calculated that it would be better to seek marriage with the young master in front of her, killing three birds with one stone.
…
Meng Jun never thought that an accident during a spring outing would lead to them rolling down a cliff and into a river, yet still survive.
Now they were trapped in an unknown village, and Meng Jun had overheard that the family who had rescued them had their own intentions.
After all, it was Li Ruantang who had lost her mind and sought marriage first. He was only trying to protect himself!
Glancing at Li Ruantang, who was listing her own merits, the young husband’s voice softened, and he blushed as he lied, “W-wife-master, Wife-master, don’t you remember me?”
The young husband’s voice was clear and handsome, coaxing Li Ruantang’s heart to be soft and sweet, and she spared no effort to protect him.
It wasn’t until they returned to the capital that Li Ruantang suddenly remembered.
When they had fallen off the cliff, in order not to implicate Wei Yunruo, whom he secretly admired, the young husband had instead pulled her, who was slightly farther away, down the cliff with him…
Short summary by Yuushi L: Initially, the male lead (ML) liked another girl, while the female lead (FL) liked the ML. Both fell off a cliff. The FL temporarily lost her memory, and the ML, fearing others might take advantage of him, claimed FL was his wife while they were staying in a village. Later, when they returned home, the FL regained her memories and remembered that the ML liked someone else, so she kept her distance from him. However, during their time living together in the countryside, the ML’s view of the FL had completely changed. From this point, his pursuit of the FL begins.
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