Editor: VCubed
Chapter 105
Before she knew it, Yerin found herself nestled in Doyul’s arms, voicing her complaints.
“This is unfair.”
“What is?”
“You make my heart flutter so much, yet you stay so annoyingly calm.”
Yerin turned around to face Doyul.
“So.”
Holding Doyul’s cheeks with both hands, she continued playfully.
“You should be a little flustered too, to be fair.”
“What do you mean by that…?”
But Doyul couldn’t finish his sentence.
Yerin’s eyes curved into crescent moons, and she suddenly pressed her lips to his.
‘!’
Doyul’s eyes widened in surprise.
It was a brief kiss, like a bird pecking.
Yerin smiled brightly as she pulled away.
“How about that? Surprised?”
“…”
“You didn’t expect me to kiss you first, did you? That’s what you get for making my heart flutter.”
Yerin, who had been feeling triumphant, suddenly noticed Doyul’s intense gaze.
‘Why is he so quiet?’
Doyul was staring at her silently.
A heavy silence hung in the air, like the calm before a storm…
“…Uh-oh.”
This feels dangerous somehow.
Yerin’s instincts were on high alert.
She cautiously began to rise, gauging her husband’s reaction.
“You were surprised, right? That’s good enough for me, so I’ll just… be going…”
But then, Doyul gently grasped her arm.
‘Huh?’
Yerin swallowed nervously.
“If you start something and then back off like this…”
His deep whisper resonated.
His dark eyes stared straight into hers.
Yerin had seen that look once before.
‘It was back when we went boating on the lake on the lord’s recommendation…’
The look that made her feel like she was the only person in the world like he couldn’t live without her.
Doyul’s lips moved slightly.
“…What am I supposed to do about this?”
At that moment, Yerin realized.
‘I think I might have made a mistake.’
At the same time, Doyul pulled her closer by the waist.
The first thing she felt was the warm sensation of their bodies touching.
As his strong arms encircled her, she instinctively relaxed completely.
But she didn’t dislike it.
Rather.
‘I wish I could stay in his arms forever.’
With a giddy gaze, Yerin looked up at Doyul.
“Do…yul.”
The call ended there.
Doyul, as if he didn’t want to miss even a single breath coming from her lips, eagerly captured her mouth.
Her rationality was completely paralyzed, leaving her unable to think at all.
It didn’t matter if it turned into chaos.
‘I just want to become one with him completely.’
Thus, Yerin willingly closed her eyes, surrendering her desires.
* * *
The next morning.
“Oh, my back…”
Yerin groaned as she lay on the floor.
Doyul, kneeling beside her like he had committed a great sin, stiffened in surprise.
“My back hurts so much I can’t take it.”
“Should I call the physician?”
Doyul, fidgeting, asked in response to her seemingly casual remark.
“Well, there’s no need to go that far.”
Yerin, squinting slightly, gestured to her back.
“Please rub my back.”
“Got it!”
Doyul quickly began to massage Yerin’s back.
Worried that she might be in pain, his touch was quite gentle.
However, Yerin furrowed her brow.
“Harder!”
“Is this enough?”
Doyul increased the pressure in his hands.
But Yerin shook her head immediately.
“Is that all? More!”
“How about now?”
“More!”
“Is this enough force?”
“I’m feeling a bit better now. Keep going.”
Yerin continued to give Doyul instructions on how to massage her.
“There! Press there harder!”
“Yes, yes!”
“Can you move your hands a little higher?”
“Here?”
“No, a bit lower… Ah, yes, right there.”
Doyul hurriedly adjusted his movements in response to her urgent requests.
Yet, it seemed his lovely wife was still not satisfied.
The way she tilted her head, resting her chin on her hand, suggested that.
“By the way, my calves feel a bit tight too…”
“Understood!”
Doyul immediately shifted to massage her calves with focused movements.
Pleasurable sounds escaped Yerin’s lips.
“Ah, that feels nice…”
Doyul, cautiously observing her, asked in a soft voice,
“How are you feeling? Is it any better now?”
At that moment, Yerin shot him a glare, and her expression completely changed.
“Not better at all.”
Doyul stiffened in place, speechless.
Regardless, Yerin was determined to tease him. “You were really too much last night, you know?”
“W-Well…”
“My back hurts, my legs hurts, my whole body hurts. How can you even ask if I’m okay?”
“…I’m sorry.”
Feigning feeling hurt, she playfully toyed with Doyul’s emotions.
“Apologize by massaging me more. There, right there!”
“Got it.”
Doyul hurriedly resumed massaging her calves.
“Mmm, that’s the perfect pressure.”
Yerin’s lips curled into a satisfied smile.
Just then, the sound of footsteps approached.
– ‘Contractor.’
Somi, walking over, looked at Yerin with a mixture of disdain and amusement.
– ‘Do you realize how lazy you look right now?’
This was understandable, considering Yerin had been taking full advantage of Doyul since dawn.
Her theatrics began when breakfast was served.
‘Ah, did I overdo it last night? I feel so weak, I can’t even lift a spoon.’
With that remark, Doyul diligently took care of her meals.
And it didn’t stop there.
As soon as Yerin finished breakfast, she simply flopped down.
‘My back hurts too much, and my whole body feels stiff…’
Thus, Doyul was kept busy, massaging her, rubbing her back, and running around to fulfill her needs.
‘Really, whose husband is so adorable?’
A sly smile played on Yerin’s lips.
Somi clicked his tongue.
– ‘I never thought that in my lifetime, I would actually feel sorry for the young lord.’
“What’s wrong with that?”
Despite Somi’s sharp rebuke, Yerin didn’t flinch. After all, she had plenty to say in her defense.
‘Isn’t running non-stop until now a form of elder abuse?’
She had saved Suluchu, hosted an auction, dealt with the financial issues plaguing the Northern Sea Ice Palace, and even signed a contract with that troublesome spirit. Now, she was out in the central plains.
‘So, I should take this opportunity to find some peace by looking at my rabbit-like husband. Right?’
Yerin rationalized to herself without a care.
Somi continued with a frown.
– ‘I mean, think about how this looks to others.’
“What do you mean by that?”
At that moment, footsteps were heard from outside the door.
“Madam, did you cough?”
It was Hyuk Min-woo!
‘Gasp!’
Startled, Yerin pushed Doyul away and scrambled to sit up.
Yes, it was true that she was treating her rabbit-like husband like a servant, but!
‘I definitely don’t want that fact spreading everywhere!’
After quickly fixing her disheveled appearance, Yerin replied nonchalantly,
“Come in.”
The door opened, and Hyuk Min-woo stepped inside, slightly narrowing his eyes.
‘Huh?’
There was an awkward atmosphere in the air.
This was understandable, as Yerin and Doyul were sitting at a notable distance from each other.
Tilting his head in confusion, Hyuk Min-woo offered a greeting.
“Did you sleep well last night?”
“Thanks to your consideration, I slept comfortably. Thank you.”
“Not at all. How was breakfast?”
“It was excellent.”
Hyuk Min-woo beamed at Doyul’s response.
“I’m glad to hear that. Shall we step out now?”
He meant to check on the rice farming situation they had discussed yesterday.
Doyul nodded and stood up.
“Yes, let’s go.”
“Let’s hurry!”
Yerin, filled with anticipation, jumped up from her seat.
“I heard this year is looking like a good harvest. I’m curious about the yield…”
Excitedly chatting, Yerin unconsciously grasped her waist.
“Ouch.”
The movement reminded her of the pain from last night’s activities.
Though she had thoroughly taken advantage of Doyul earlier, the pain was real.
Both had lost their senses the previous night and had an excessively passionate time.
It had been so intense that even a healthy person like her, trained in martial arts, was left moaning.
‘…Well, I did feel good at the time, but still!’
Yerin shot a sulky glance at Doyul.
‘People need to know their limits; you can’t push that hard!’
Just then, Yerin blinked, her eyes meeting Doyul’s.
Instantly, Doyul’s face turned concerned as he grasped her arm.
“Madam, are you okay?”
“Yes?”
“Are you having trouble walking? Should I help you? I should have called a doctor after all…”
“No!”
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