Secret Love Affair between a Former Saint and a Dark Hero - Chapter 75
She almost hit him in the face out of anger.
‘What the hell are you talking about!’
At first, she had some affection for him. After all, wasn’t he one of the few people who had shown Iora some kindness? The problem was that compassion was like a trickle of water given to a thirsty person.
But things were different now. The same man she remembered fondly as her first love was nothing but a two-faced tool of this world.Unable to hide her disbelief, Iora cursed with her eyes.
You crazy bastard, what did you just say?
“Your Majesty, I think I misheard something, I think someone said, “Why should I?”
“Yes, my Lady. I said that.”
“What? I proposed an annulment”
“I didn’t misunderstand. I asked why I should do that, because I have no intention of breaking off our engagement.”
“…”
No, he wasn’t supposed to act like this. He should have welcomed my proposal with open arms!
Iora scratched the leather surface of the carriage seat with her fingernails. Her face crumpled.
This isn’t right. He shouldn’t have said that.
Forgetting her act of playing the gentle noble lady and anxiously furrowing her eyebrows, she quickly asked, “Your Highness, you don’t even like me, do you? And you never will, so it would be best to break off our betrothal to avoid complicating our relationship any further.”
“I don’t want that. To be fair, I don’t dislike you, so I’ll have to decline.”
“What nonsense… Ugh, then should I rephrase that to say that you ignored your fiancée?”
“Well, that’s true. I did ignore you.”
Iora was taken aback by the casual tone of his voice.
It’s true that you ignored me, huh?
“…That’s not all. You didn’t even think of me as your fiancée.”
“Yes. You’re right.”
“But why?”
“I didn’t think it was possible that you would be the Saint. If that was the case, I believed it was better not to get involved with you in the first place.”
“That’s right. That’s why I’m asking that we break off our engagement.”
“That’s what I thought before I spoke to you.”
What? Iora’s heart began to pound with foreboding. Her smile cracked and crumbled to powder. Ovid’s gray eyes, which should have been as cold and stony as a frozen desert, seemed strangely alight with fire. Her fingers tensed.
Her voice quivered with rage.
You bastard. I never thought he’d be so shameless.
Iora’s eyes glowed like molten lava. Her voice could barely conceal her suppressed emotions.
“If you have any decency, you shouldn’t have come out like this. Everyone knows about it.”
“Know about what?”
“I knew that you were preparing to abandon me! That you wanted to be with Arcanda’s instead! So, before facing any disgrace and shame, I gathered the courage to propose an annulment to you. Why are you fighting against it?”
Didn’t he say it with his own lips before? That he thought she would never be the Saint. Hadn’t he drawn a line back then? At that moment, Iora’s heart died another death. Rejections were never kind, but now?
Still, she expected him to take a step back and say, “I’m sorry, my Lady,” or, “Okay, I tried to joke with you once,” or something like that. She never thought he would sincerely reject the annulment.
However, Ovid responded not with words but with actions. Slowly, he reached out and gently placed his fingers over Iola’s nervously biting lips. The plump lower lip, reddened from being chewed, was tugged slightly by his finger.
That secret yet intimate touch made her stomach clench.
“…!”
“You kept biting, and it started bleeding.”
With a smooth motion, the firm tip of his thumb pressed gently against the wounded area. The sensation sent shivers down Iora’s spine.
Wait, was he trying to take advantage of the situation?
The slight tilt of his eyes almost seemed to mock her. Her eyes narrowed, and she vowed that if he would get any closer to her, she would show him no mercy.
But the seemingly animalistic man drew back, smiled quietly, and crossed his arms. It was a gentlemanly smile, but his slightly twisted lips made him appear all the more ill-natured.
“I apologize. It seems the young lady is cursing at me with her eyes right now.”
“….”
“Good, go ahead.”
What is he talking about? Cursing? Was that the kind of thing he liked? Thinking that, she widened her eyes even more, and the prince nodded approvingly.
“You can do it as much as you want, my Lady. I hope you won’t avoid it. No, I don’t think I’ll let you avoid it, and I’ll probably continue to be cursed at with your eyes. So, I’ll grant you permission in advance.”
“W-What are you talking about?”
“I’ll allow you to curse at me in the future. Since you’ll probably have more reasons to curse at me.”
“…What?”
He unbuttoned one of the buttons on his top as if he were running a fever. Iora looked at the hard collarbone peeking through the fabric, and she turned away in horror as if it were a terrible taboo. How could a man be this handsome?
Her heart began to race, an unavoidable physiological reaction. Honestly, male leads were always fatally attractive, like they were never meant to exist in real life. With a face like that, how could any woman resist the allure of him coming on to her in such a way?
“Thank you. It’s all thanks to you, my Lady. I removed the button that was almost wrongly fastened.”
“Huh?”
“I almost made a poor choice.”
With that, Ovid stretched out his arm once more.
Erica
Ugh this is the second time the same chapter is uploaded 😭 such a disappointment 🥺 please fix it
elphienish
Hi! Could you please clarify what you mean by this? I’ve double-checked and all the chapters for this novel seem to be uploaded correctly. Any more details would be appreciated. Thank you!