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'What congratulations is this?'
Seret looked at Yuan with a contorted expression.
What he said was more like a curse than a congratulation. She adjusted her expression and forced the smile back onto her face.
The two exchanged wedding rings and stood in front of the guests. Only then did the faces of those present begin to appear before her.
Seret's gaze passed to the Crown Prince, his wife, and Reagan, then to Lydia sitting next to them.
'Her dress was overdone.'
As soon as she saw Lydia, Eve's words came back to her mind.
As Eve said, Lydia's dress was ostentatious. The pink dress, decorated with sparkling beads, sparkled under the lights.
She wondered to herself that she was supposed to be thanking her because at least she wasn't wearing a crown? Syrette secretly clicked her tongue.
The scene of Lidya's desperate attempt to put herself out there at Yuan's wedding was a pitiful sight.
“Seret.”
At that moment, Yuan's voice reached her.
"Yes?"
Siret noticed Lydia's distraction and raised her head to look at Yuan.
“They ask us to exchange a covenant kiss, and the bride looks in another direction.”
A hint of annoyance flashed in Yuan's eyes.
He was upset that Siret was staring at Regan the whole time. It bothered him when his bride looked at another man at her wedding.
"Yes."
Seret closed her eyes as if to say, “Let's just get this over with quickly.”
Yuan's eyebrows tightened. Seeing the obvious distress on her face made him sigh in disbelief.
He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her tightly to his chest. Seret was confused and opened her eyes slightly in surprise.
“Do you have the confidence to love me all your life?”
Yuan asked in a low voice.
Siret's eyes shook.
In her previous life, she was confident that she could love this man alone as long as she lived.
As for now? She was confident that she could hate him all her life.
“Why don't you answer?”
“Because I don’t think the question deserves an answer.”
“You mean you're so sure that you'll love me forever that the answer isn't worth the trouble of uttering?”
Seret pursed her lips at his next question.
“Or is it the other way around?”
Yuan's bitter voice rang out near her ear.
“Just kiss me.”
Stop scratching my nerves with useless words.
Seret raised her chin. It was ridiculous for a man who had betrayed her to talk about “love.”
A man who doesn't even deserve to be loved.
“Fine. As long as that's what you want so bad.”
Yuan smiled lopsidedly, then devoured Seret's lips.
His lips collided with hers with a slight harshness, carrying all the feelings inside him.
A possessive desire towards a woman who is trying to escape from him.
And strange feelings aroused by this desire for possession,
And the confusion emanating from those strange feelings.
Recently, Yuan had been feeling like he was facing a question with no clear answer.
A strange equation with no solution, although the solution stands before him in the form of this woman.
How was he supposed to find it? He tightened his grip around her waist even more.
Even as the guests applauded and whistled in his ears, Yuan remained focused on searching for that answer.
Only when Seret pushed his chest did their lips move away from each other.
Their gazes met, and in Siret's eyes the anger and resentment were clear.
Why does my wife always look at me like that?
A woman without an answer.
Before he knew it, the Seret of Yuan World had turned into the most complex matter of all.
“To my dear wife, I offer you my love and my love.”
Yuan took Seret's hand and kissed the wedding ring on her finger.
One day, he must find the answer.
Seret's image was reflected in his gray eyes.
***
Seret raised her reddened face from her previous life to look at Yuan.
After she finished her shower and returned to the bedroom, she found that he had preceded her there.
“Your Highness the Duke.”
She called him in a trembling voice.
She had learned from Mrs. Hale, the head maid of the Enohater household, what was supposed to happen tonight.
She told her that it might be a little painful, but at the same time it was a beautiful act in which the couple shared the deepest feelings of connection.
Thus, Seret believed that tonight would be a truly wonderful night.
Yuan stepped forward without a word and locked his lips on hers.
Seret shuddered and took a step back, and he grabbed her by the waist tightly until she was stuck to him.
After he parted his lips, he looked at her.
There was a question in his eyes asking her permission silently. Her face turned red and she smiled shyly.
A night spent with the man she loved—she was ready for this beautiful moment.
As if he understood what she wanted, Yuan picked her up in his arms and walked her towards the bed.
After putting her on the bed, he took off his robe and nightgowns without a shred of hesitation.
His naked body appeared in front of her, and she closed her eyes tightly.
Yuan started planting kisses on her while his hands slipped uncontrollably to remove her nightgown.
There was neither gentleness nor romance in his touches.
On the bed, Yuan Frecktwister was not a gentleman at all.
Mrs. Hill said it was a wonderful act of connecting a wife with a husband, but Syrett felt no connection between her and Yuan.
“Your Highness... is this right?”
Seret's voice trembled, and her body trembled as well.
The feeling was whispering to her that something was wrong.
Yuan grabbed her wrists and stared down at her.
His indifferent gaze was steeped in lust, but there was no trace of affection in it.
"I don't think that's right. It doesn't seem right...at all."
Seret stared into his eyes with teary eyes.
Yuan stared at her for a moment, then pressed his lips to hers in impatient boredom.
From that moment on, she could not utter a word.
His lips barely left hers, and after that deep kiss ended, a strange pain swept through her that made it impossible to speak.
A strange pain spread through her body, a feeling she had never experienced before.
She could not regain her senses, and fell asleep as if she had fainted.
You don't know how much time has passed. Her eyelids fluttered and she slowly opened her eyes.
Her whole body was throbbing with pain. That faint pain, which she had never experienced before, made her confused and confused.
Her body ached, and her heart felt as if a cold wind was blowing through it.
The strange emptiness left by this new experience expanded throughout her body, but the only person who was supposed to heal this emptiness was not there.
Siret, her first night, stared at the empty space beside her.
The man who had been breaking into her body all night had disappeared as if his presence was nothing but an illusion.
She extended her hand to feel the spread sheet next to her.
It was cold, which meant that Yuan had left a long time ago.
She didn't want to think that way...
But she felt like she was being left behind.
“Ms. Hale is a liar.”
She said it was a beautiful act she shared with her husband, but...
Syrett blamed Mrs. Hale for what she felt, for no other reason than her inability to face the truth.
Even though the one who hurt her body and heart was Yuan, she didn't want to blame her husband.
Tears streamed from Siret's eyes.
She wished he had treated her more kindly. She wanted to be loved.
She was crying alone for a long time.
“Gasp”
She had a dream. Memories of her previous life came back in the form of a dream. Her jaw trembled and tears pooled at the corners of her eyes.
Then she felt a hand gently wiping her tears. Seret opened her eyes.
It was a tender touch, the likes of which she had never experienced in her previous life.
At that moment, her sadness rose from the depths.
How cruel that man seemed, to take what he wanted from her and then disappear.
That was her first time.
How intense the pain was, and how afraid she was.
All the feelings she had experienced that night came back in all their intensity, until her chest tightened.
"Did you sleep well?"
A voice next to her—a presence she did not notice—said her morning greeting.
Seret shuddered and turned to her side.
Yuan was reclining in a comfortable position on the bedrest.
Last night, she was so exhausted that, after she finished her shower, she immediately fell asleep.
Therefore, she did not notice his presence next to her.
"yuan."
Siret sat down.
“It looks like you had a bad dream.”
Yuan wiped the wet corner of her eyes with an indifferent expression.
“Why are you here?”
Seret's puzzled look fell on his face.
“Because I slept here?”
Yuan replied in a tone that carried an implicit question, “Is there anything surprising in that?”
As soon as she heard his answer, Seret quickly looked at her nightgown.
Lucky for her, she was still wearing her nightgown.
“I am not the kind of lousy type who does strange things to a sleeping wife.”
“Yes, I guess you are not.”
Seret coughed lightly and hurriedly got out of bed.
She raised her hand to her messy hair to straighten it, then turned to Yuan.
“But why did you sleep here in the first place? This is my room.”
“It's our first night. Where do you think I should sleep, then?”
Yuan got off the bed.
As the cover slid off him, his sturdy upper body was exposed. The broad shoulders and trim muscles were like a work of sculpture.
His body was always beautiful.
Seret couldn't help but admit to herself that she still admired his strong body.
“Usually, you know...”
Yuan laughed softly at the calm Siret, and advanced towards her with long strides.
Seret raised her head, looking at Yuan standing in front of her, blinking.
Why is this confusingly close?
“Usually what?”
“Normally, when a wife sees her husband’s naked body for the first time, she blushes and looks away... not to stare at him like that.”
“Oh, is that true?”
This wasn't the first time for her.
She had seen him like this countless times. She no longer feels ashamed, and in fact the effect has diminished a lot.
It's a beautiful body, but she's tired of seeing it.
“This is supposed to be the first time you've seen a man's body naked.”
Yuan's questioning gaze fell on Seret.
"But you're still wearing your pants. You're not completely naked."
Seret shrugged.
Even if he took off the pants, he wouldn't get the shy, delicate face he expected from a new bride.
She was too used to it.
“Should I take it off then?”
Yuan asked her with half-closed eyes and a relaxed look.
“At this time of the morning? The sun is up!”
Seret pointed to the window that was flooded with light.
“Does it matter between spouses whether it is morning or night? If they want to do it, they do it.”
In an instant, Yuan suddenly lifted Seret into his arms. Her eyes widened in astonishment.
“Your Highness, please control yourself!”
What is he trying to do at this time of the morning! Seret clung to his shoulders and shook her head.
Yuan put her down on the bed, resting his hands on either side of her head.
“Let's try what we couldn't do last night.”
A charming smile appeared on his face.