The Wicked Wife's Dark History Keeps Coming Back To Haunt Her - Chapter 293
Tap.
When she lightly touched his ear, which was red like a ripe fruit, Ash startled and leaned his upper body back.
“What…!”
It was strange.
She had only drunk a single glass of wine.
She wasn’t even drunk, so why was she acting like this?
As if drawn by some force, her fingertips traced over his face.
Past his ear, down to the area beneath his eye that twitched intermittently as if he were flustered.
Was it because the man who once never hesitated to trample on her was now reacting so intensely to her touch?
Or was it because she had secretly been curious about what kind of expression he made when he suppressed his heat in the quiet early dawn?
Slowly.
As if enchanted, she gently brushed down his skin, and he stopped breathing.
But only for a moment.
He slowly exhaled, then began walking again as if nothing had happened.
“……”
However, his sharper jawline and the tightly tensed muscles showed that he was currently on edge.
Nina quietly watched his face.
‘This feels strange…’
He was someone who once hated even the accidental brush of her clothes, someone who had mercilessly stabbed her with the words that his body didn’t respond to her.
And yet seeing that husband grow so tense from her touch made her swallow dryly.
It felt like her heart was tingling somehow.
When she shrank her shoulders and wriggled her toes, Ash asked,
“Are you cold?”
The mansion was large and had no heating devices, so the hallway was filled with cold air.
But Nina shook her head.
If she said yes, he would surely walk quickly toward the bedroom.
‘I need time to think slowly…’
Because of her impulsive action, a strange tension had begun to spread.
When they reached the bedroom, would ‘something’ happen?
Her heart pounded with a feeling that was neither expectation nor fear.
But her prediction was completely wrong.
After they arrived in the bedroom.
He laid her down on the bed as if he had been waiting for that moment, then stepped away lightly.
‘That’s… it?’
Nina blinked with wide eyes.
“I will tidy up the study and return, so you should go to sleep first, Wife.”
He even personally pulled the blanket over her.
The study?
At such an unexpectedly neat ending, she blinked a few times, then abruptly sat up.
Anyone could see that this was an escape!
“Honey, are we sleeping in separate rooms again tonight?”
“…No. I’ll only tidy up and return.”
Tidy up and return, my foot.
Judging by the way he hesitated and avoided her gaze, he would clearly come back much later.
‘…I don’t want to let him go like this.’
Was it only that she didn’t want to let him go?
She wanted to spend the night with this man.
Because he looked strangely lovable and adorable as he blushed everywhere her hand touched.
“Have the butler handle that tomorrow and lie down. It’s already late at night.”
In the end he couldn’t refuse and lay down.
“……”
Nina stared blankly at the ceiling, then turned her head.
He also seemed unable to sleep, silently staring at the ceiling.
‘Ah, whatever.’
If this continued, nothing would happen until they naturally fell asleep.
The only option was to poke at him a little.
Nina turned her body and gently placed her hand on his arm.
Flinch.
She clearly felt him startle.
Inside the bedroom lit faintly by the soft glow of the lamp.
She could see his adam’s apple move noticeably.
While watching it move slowly, she lightly scratched along his firm arm with her fingertips.
Had he finally understood the ‘signal’ she was sending?
He spoke in a deeply strained voice.
“…My wife, it seems that you’re drunk.”
Yes, perhaps she really was drunk, as he said.
Drunk from the heat that had built up from involuntarily imagining his private moments.
Or perhaps from the intense sincerity she glimpsed through his back earlier today.
“…No matter how weak I am with alcohol, I wouldn’t get drunk from a single glass of wine.”
Perhaps this was a rash decision.
But for whatever reason, she felt that she couldn’t resist the impulse of this moment.
He turned his body to the side so that they faced each other.
He let out a heavy sigh, as if something deep inside him had begun to boil over, then pulled her waist closer.
“Wife, what man could remain unaffected beside the person he likes?”
His rough voice burrowed into her ears, and goosebumps rose along her skin.
Their bodies were pressed together, firm and hot.
Even when he had a fever, he hadn’t felt this hot…
