The Wicked Wife's Dark History Keeps Coming Back To Haunt Her - Chapter 295
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Ash was looking down at Nina, who had fallen asleep resting on his arm, with hazy eyes.
…Is this a dream?
When he absentmindedly brushed aside her pink hair,
“Mm…”
Nina let out a small groan and curled up.
The fireplace hadn’t gone out, but it wasn’t enough to drive away the chill of a winter morning.
As the cold pushed her closer and she burrowed into his arms like a cat, the smile at the corner of his lips naturally deepened.
He felt a little remorseful towards his wife, who seemed to feel the cold especially strongly this year compared to last.
But seeing her seek his embrace made the cold welcome, whether he liked it or not.
But only for a moment.
He wrapped his arms around her small, thin back with a heavy gaze.
“……”
There were two main reasons he had been sleeping in the study these past few days.
One was that what he had done in the past had led to Nina receiving such a demand from Count Azelot.
The other was his disgust toward himself for harboring such crude desire toward his wife every night despite that.
Especially the latter. He had judged that he needed some time to restrain the rough and unruly urges that seemed ready to burst at the slightest touch.
…At least, that had been the plan.
Ash let out a self-deprecating sigh.
It had started when he hurriedly removed her indoor slippers out of concern that her small white feet might have been cut.
From her pale feet to her slender ankles, to the smooth and soft lines of her legs.
It had begun the moment he lifted her into his arms, trying to avert his eyes from the dizzying sights.
He had tried to pretend nothing was wrong, but the shameless desire he felt toward his wife had eventually burst out.
He had tried to endure it, but when she touched him lightly, the base longing he revealed couldn’t possibly be concealed.
‘…This is maddening.’
He had tried to retreat to the study to calm the heat in his lower abdomen.
But the moment she caught him, he couldn’t hold back anymore.
How could he push away even the hand she extended like an act of charity?
In the end, nearly three years after their marriage, they finally spent their wedding night.
But was it really alright for him to feel this happy?
He buried his lips in Nina’s hair and let out a small groan.
Happiness and anxiety.
Those conflicting emotions churned in his chest.
Even though what he had done couldn’t be easily forgiven, his wife had shyly opened her arms to him.
He was uneasy.
It felt as if she might slip through his fingers like sand, no matter how tightly he tried to hold on.
But if he couldn’t let her go anyway, if he had no intention of letting her go, then he would have to seize this chance no matter what.
He had already felt it before they spent the night together, but after their wedding night it became certain.
He couldn’t let his wife go.
Ridiculously enough, the feelings and happiness he had never experienced in twenty-five years of life had come to him in the fleeting span of last night.
Now that he had tasted such fullness, letting it go would be like a death sentence telling him to live the rest of his life empty.
“……”
All night he had kissed her lips that were soft like petals and poured all of his emotions into her narrow, heated body.
Yet despite burrowing into her until dawn, his lower abdomen still tensed.
Fortunately he had stopped when she tearfully murmured that she couldn’t continue.
Otherwise he might not have let her go until late afternoon.
He glanced at the light filtering through the dark navy curtains.
It was about the time when his wife’s maid would come.
Damn it. He already missed the warmth and softness of his wife’s embrace.
Slowly.
He gently brushed aside Nina’s hair, as she hadn’t yet awakened.
Around the eyes of his wife, who slept deeply without a care in the world, were clear traces of tears shed throughout the dawn.
Seeing her swollen eyes, he briefly thought that Marsha might raise a fuss if she saw this in the morning.
“…My wife.”
Ash whispered near Nina’s ear.
“My dear wife, it’s morning.”
“Mmm, yes…”
Her voice was deeply soaked in fatigue.
It seemed she should rest comfortably today.
He pulled her small body into his arms with just enough strength not to hurt her and let out a quiet sigh.
If it were up to him, he would spend the entire day with her in bed, but it was time for the day’s duties to begin.
“Wife.”
Ash kneaded Nina’s cheek gently to wake her.
“Mmm, Honey…?”
As he kneaded her cheek like dough, Nina slowly opened her eyes with effort.
“It’s time to wake up.”
“Ah, already…?”
Nina rubbed her eyes absentmindedly with her hand, then suddenly flinched.
It was probably because of the sensation where their legs were tangled together like a single body.
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