Obsessed with Regressors

Hey, this son of a bitch. Her curses almost came out. He had to apologize. Elliott’s waist was hit, but he didn’t budge. Awning also looked at Elliot with a puzzled expression and asked her.

 

“Is that an apology good enough?”

 

Why did he ask her that? They two fight. No, Awning was unilaterally hitted to be correct, indeed. She sighed and asked Elliot.

 

“Is it over?”

 

“I think this is enough apology.”

 

My God, really. She sighed again.

 

“Eugenie!”

 

Awning glared at her as if it was unfair. When was he going to open his eyes? The moment she was about to say something, Elliot said.

 

“Did your family teach you that? You want a Lady to act like that?”

 

Apologizing, she thought they would fight again. She quickly pulled Elliot’s arm and she said emphatically.

 

“I’d better stop both of you.”

 

“I didn’t get an apology?”

 

“I can hit you with an apology.”

 

Awning quickly left, probably frightened by Elliot’s words. Oh really. She sighed, not knowing how this happened. She didn’t know if this would turn the ground off or not.

 

“Are you okay?”

 

Elliot, a man of only two words, asked. She looked up at him and said.

 

“I obviously asked both of you to go.”

 

She wanted to expel Awning, but Elliot was not happy either. But Elliot just stared at her, ignoring her words as if Awning had hit her. Then he sighed and said.

 

“Looks like you’re okay with beating me.”

 

What was he talking about? She said frowning.

 

“Of course not. I told you to apologize to Awning.”

 

Elliot was now looking at her with a face almost expressionless. He looked at her blankly and said.

 

“I think hitting just one is enough of an apology.”

 

What nonsense was he talking about? The swearing rose again up to her throat, but she remembered that the reason he was angry was because of her, and she held it in. Yeah, to be honest, she had to thank him. But at the same time, she wasn’t thankful. She grew up as a Biscon girl, Lady Biscon. As for Awnings, she could deal with him. No matter how violent he was, he dared not lay his hand on her. Also, she would have to apologize to him. On her own, without help from anyone who has nothing to do with her. She appreciated Elliot’s help, but he had invaded her independence and her authority. It was as rude to her as Awning’s outrageous behavior. She took a step back from Elliot and said.

 

“If you’re expecting a thank you, you’d better not.”

 

Elliot opened his mouth, but then closed it and sighed. Then he opened his mouth again and spoke in a low voice.

 

“It’s enough that you don’t hate me.”

 

“There is no way I hate you.”

 

In any case, Elliot was there for her. Even if it was an act of crossing the line, she was grateful for the heart that thought of her. She hesitated for a moment, then continued.

 

“Thank you for worrying about me. But Awning is my fiancé. So please don’t step out again.”

 

If necessary, she could call her house servant, not a guest. This was a chore. Awning was the person who was engaged to her and who would become her spouse. So if he’s being rude and rough with her, that’s something they would have to deal with at home. No outsiders should interfere here.

 

Elliott’s face hardened at her request.

 

“That won’t work.”

 

Elliot said that, and as if he had just realized it, he took her hand. Uh, she was startled and tried to remove her hand. She didn’t wear gloves because she was at home. Besides, Elliot wasn’t wearing his gloves either. This was also against etiquette. But before she could point that out, Elliot spread out her palm and gritted his teeth.

 

“I shouldn’t have made you walk out.”

 

At the creepy words, she widened her eyes. It occurred to her that this man could really kill Awning. She said, trying to get her hand out of his.

 

“Elliot, you know I’m engaged to Awning, right?”

 

Of course he knew. She knew he knew. It was a warning, not a question. For him not to kill Awning. And since she had a fiancé, it was a warning with two meanings: don’t cross the line. Unfortunately, Elliot didn’t seem to understand at all. or intentionally ignoring it. He leaned over and gently kissed her palm. While she was frozen in shock, Elliot took a handkerchief from his bosom and wrapped it around her palm. And he looked into her face and said.

 

“You’d better call a doctor.”

 

It’s just scratched by flower thorns. She didn’t need to call a doctor like this. She said with a frown to remind him that they were having a more important conversation than that.

 

“Doing this now is inconvenient.”

 

Elliot wrapped a handkerchief meticulously around her palm before letting go of her hand. And he tilted his head and smiled. He looked awfully handsome. Even tilting his head to the side looked handsome. To the point where she forgot that she was angry for a moment. But when she realized she was falling for his face, even for a moment, she got annoyed again.

 

“Because you are engaged?”

 

Fortunately, it didn’t look like his ears were blocked. Instead of answering, she glared at him and Elliot grinned again. Was it funny? Couldn’t he see she was angry? The next moment, Elliot said with a look as if he had just come out of the painting.

 

“Engagement does not necessarily lead to marriage.”

 

Wasn’t she dreaming right now? Suddenly, she wondered if she was still lying in bed. Also, this must be a dream. There was no way two men would come to her house one after another in the morning and do strange things like this. She didn’t know what to say, so she opened her mouth and managed to say it.

 

“That’s right. But the thing is, I’m engaged right now.”

 

To be honest, she was starting to feel skeptical about marrying Awning. He’s been acting so strange lately. They were more aggressive than necessary and seemed to be hiding something. Could it have something to do with seeing her enter the alley before? She thought of Awning walking into the alley with a friend. However, she was engaged to Awning until they broke off the engagement. It’s not right to have Elliot and her bare hands without gloves on.

 

“I know it’s important to you.”

 

Elliot said so and closed his eyes. Looking at his wounded expression, it’s like she had become a bad person. Fortunately, Elliot opened his eyes quickly. The sight of his blue eyes peeking out from behind his eyelids gave her a very strange feeling. He looked at her blankly and said as if he were spitting out the words he had been holding back.

 

“Eugenie, I swear with all of me that you will not marry that dog, no, him.”

 

Was this man trying to insult her fiancé? She tried to point out how she almost dared to swear in front of him, but she realized it didn’t matter. What did he mean? No, not him, not her. That she was not going to marry Awning? The first thing she felt was rejection. Even though she had just thought of breaking up the marriage, she was rejected by Elliott’s words. What was he? The reason she broke up with Awning was because she wanted to, and because of her own will. No one who was not even from her family dared to break off her marriage.

 

She said reflexively.

 

“How dare.”

 

Elliot looked like he was happy with her anger. He smiled broadly. That fueled her anger even more. She reflexively took a step away from him. She wanted to hit him on the cheek, but she didn’t because she knew he cared about her.

 

“Lady Biscon.”

 

Elliot called her politely and sat on the floor on her one knee. Even with that, she didn’t look down at him much.

 

“Ask why.”

 

Thanks to the change in height, the overbearing feeling has faded a little. She stared blankly at Elliot’s handsome face.

 

‘Crazy shit.’

 

She was crazy, not Elliot. They needed to get out of here right now. She shouldn’t be alone with a man who regretted that he just hit her fiancé and shouldn’t let her walked out. She shouldn’t have him hold her ungloved hand with his ungloved hand. But she couldn’t help but ask. For this damn curiosity.

 

“Why, Count Burns?”

 

She asked like a moth drawn to a fire. Elliot pronounced each word clearly, as if to make sure she didn’t misunderstand.

 

“Because, Lady Biscon. You will fall in love with me.”

 

What? She was so startled by the words of this handsome playboy that she froze. She was so surprised that she forgot to point out that he had been rude, and to back off quickly as was customary with rude people. Elliott smiled and stood up, as if very satisfied with his words. He stood up straight and looked down at her. And he said it again.

 

“Yes, Eugenie. You will love me.”

 

Thanks to him, she was able to come to her senses.

 

‘Oh my god.’

 

She quickly withdrew from him. And he even succeeded in making a face asking how he could say such a rude thing. But the opportunity to rebuke him for daring to say such a thing was missed.

 

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