Chapter 291

Christian Pierce finally decided to acknowledge his mistake. It wasn’t a wrongdoing. It was simply a mistake. A mistake that any human might commit unconsciously at least once. Just that much.

Even if he possessed a perfect physique and a divine appearance, he was still human, after all. Therefore, the past when he squandered part of his fortune through gambling was a blemish, but not something inexplicable.

Christian resolved to accept his faults and forgive himself.

Of course, in the moment when he lost his assets and his investments failed, he had thought his life was over. But in the end, his life remained intact. He stood firm and continued to look down on everyone from above, as always.

If it was a mistake that could be made up for, a mistake he could cover by his own power, then to him, it could never be considered a wrongdoing. He wouldn’t even let it become an opportunity for reflection.

This too, must be the result of his inherent luck.

Christian toyed with the information Caroline had brought, twirling it in his hand, the corners of his lips curling slyly like a fox.

“Caroline, did you send a reply?”

Sitting on the hotel’s reception room sofa, Christian asked her, who sat opposite.

“Mm-hm, this morning.”

Caroline answered gently.

Caroline Lasphilla, one of the women who tailed after him. Among them, she was the most prude, making it difficult to find any reason to keep her by his side as a woman.

But to Christian at present, she was the very symbol of the luck he had lost and recovered.

“That so? Well done.”

Christian rose lightly, like a swallow, and perched himself in the center of the sofa where she sat. Caroline, who had only barely been sitting on the edge, flinched at his approach.

Tsk, still such a boring woman. Swallowing the words, he gently drew her shoulder closer.

“……!”

She trembled and stiffened her back, but did not push Christian away. Like a block of wood with its base cut off, she sat rigidly, receiving his touch.

She even awkwardly pressed her forehead under the heavily perfumed stock collar with a show of initiative.

Christian, taking advantage of her averted gaze, gave a crooked smile. When her eyes, wavering between fear and excitement, finally rose to meet his, he was smiling harmlessly, like a cherubic angel.

“Thank you. Thanks to you, I can finally breathe…”

He stopped mid-sentence. He didn’t want to reveal the time when he had been desperate before her. That would be more shameful than exposing himself naked.

No, that’s not right. Showing himself naked was not shameful at all, actually. That’s something to be proud of.

Christian continued.

“I’ve found a good source of information. Thanks to you.”

“What did I… If I was any help to you, that’s enough for me.”

Don’t mix in modesty. That’s not how you really feel, is it?

‘You must want to marry me.’

You must want to be the next Duchess of Pierce.

‘Should I give her that position?’

That might not be so bad. Even if she’s boring, her background isn’t bad, and her looks are good enough not to be ashamed of in public.

She’d fulfill the role of lady of the house well. No matter what he did outside, she’d keep her mouth shut and guard his secrets as a wife. What matters most to her is honor.

‘Do you think you’re the first woman I’ve been with? Don’t pretend to be pure.’

He knew well enough that what she really wanted from him wasn’t love. Ironically, even her own desires were so messy that she’d rather look away.

Even if she wrapped up her intentions with the finest packaging and call it pure love, it’s still just wrapping. The contents were always blunt and direct.

‘I don’t even dislike bluntness.’

So having her as his partner wouldn’t be so bad. As long as she wouldn’t try to restrain him with such a shallow relationship.

“Chris, aren’t you hungry? Let’s go out.”

“Now that you mention it, it’s almost afternoon tea time.”

“Yes, I heard this hotel is notorious for its terrible desserts. Instead of staying here, why don’t we…”

Christian didn’t want to listen to her pointless chatter any longer. He cut her off and lifted her chin. When her head dropped, their lips met.

Her body jerked violently, almost as if in convulsions. That was all. She still had no real talent for resistance. Even though she was so startled, all she could do was clutch his arms.

“With dessert right in front of me, is there any need to go anywhere?”

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