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"Your Majesty, you only want to be number one to one woman?"

As soon as the interview for the December issue of Modern Lady came to mind, the man's stiff lips softened.

"I believed you would understand my secret confession of love right away."

He moved closer and grabbed Grace's left hand. The moment his hot lips touched the back of her hand, she flinched, but she couldn't pull it away. Grace, who had been accepting the kiss obediently even though his lips did not leave and he was tickling the back of her hand roughly, suddenly pulled her hand away the moment Ellie turned her head and lowered her voice to complain.

"How can you spread such abominations all over the country under the guise of romance?"

"I am a man with that level of ability."

"But what can I do? My number one will always be Ellie."

"I'm half of Ellie, so we're tied for first place."

The man's hand seemed to be playing with her hair, and then his fingertips found her earlobe hidden in her hair and slowly traced from the top to her earlobe. Strength came into her thighs, which were tightly twisted. She held on and held on, and at that moment, without realizing it, she bit her lower lip. The man lowered his head to her ear and smiled softly.

"Are you cold? I'm hot."

The fingers that ran down the nape of her neck were caught in the tightly wrapped scarf. The fingertips dug in and felt the exact spot where his lips were. The moment Grace flinched, she felt the lips that touched her earlobe being pulled taut and forming an arc. 

Only after Ellie had ducked into the stroller to sing a lullaby to her doll did Grace turn to the man. When the tip of her nose brushed his cheek, she lowered her head slightly so that their lips would not touch, and opened her eyes.

"away."

"How about falling for you?"

The man half-closed his eyelids as if he wanted to be eaten by the woman who was glaring at him as if she was going to eat him. Her lips, which were almost touching, began to move slowly.

"When you wake up in the morning, when you leave for work, when you leave for work, and before you go to bed. According to my daughter, it's a Snyder family tradition to kiss four times a day."

"Don't forget. Your last name is Winston, not Snyder."

Pick, a hot laugh brushed her lips.

"I think you forgot, but we did the same thing when you had Ellie. After all, I'm the one who started that tradition."

Her fingers slid down the nape of her neck, tapping the buttons of her blouse as they went down, and began to caress the place where Ellie had once been.

"I wonder. Ellie has kissed you more in thirty-one months than I have kissed you in eight. Well, does it matter? Either way, you've kissed this face."

After all, I prefer the understandable monsters of today to the incomprehensible humans of yesterday. Because they're easier to hate.

Grace, relieved, pushed away the hand that was clinging to her body and turned her head to the magazine and asked.

"Ellie, what did you eat for lunch?"

"Burger with portobello mushrooms."

"What, hmm... ."

The moment Grace was about to ask back in surprise, the man's hand covered her mouth. He winked at Ellie, who was still looking away, and whispered.

"Don't tell me. I don't know it's a mushroom. If I knew, I'd be called an old man for the rest of my life."

"You got fooled? How did you get fooled?"

Grace forgot that she had told him to get off just a moment ago and whispered as she clung to him.

"Just stuff the mushrooms with meat, cover them with cheese, and then make a patty. My nanny did that when I was little. I was pretty upset when I found out I was being tricked, but it was too late."

Then the man raised his index finger above his slanted lips, telling her not to tell Ellie. It seemed that Ellie's picky taste and picky eating habits had been passed down to this man.

"As expected, all the hardships I've had so far were all your fault."

"Your taste for sweets is just like mine."

"She's been like that since she was in my womb. She gets so excited when I eat something sweet."

As I recalled that time after a long time, I felt like I could feel the baby moving again, so I unconsciously stroked my stomach. As the corners of Grace's lips rose, the corners of the man's lips seemed to droop, and then he suddenly forced a smile.

"That's just like a child whose mother only allowed her to eat almond cake. I think our daughter will like Madame Benoit's almond cake as much as her mother."

The moment the man suggested going to Winsford, Grace slapped away the hand that was wrapping around her shoulder. She broke down the wall with Ellie's story, and then, when she let her guard down, she quietly thrust into the main topic she had been trying to avoid.

"Bring it. Do you know where we live?"

As soon as I hinted that I would not go to Winsford, the man stopped talking.

"There might be remnants here. Should I raise Ellie in this dangerous place?"

"I happen to know them well, and they've already left this place. And, aren't there any remnants in Winsford? Isn't their biggest target Major Leon Winston? Isn't the place you're in the most danger?"

"That's why the security is the tightest. I've never been hurt by them before."

"Oh, really? Isn't it funny that someone who would be lying in a coffin right now would say something like that?"

"It's the theater's fault. My security team was supposed to inspect the theater right before the premiere that day anyway. Honey, I'm not that lax."

"Oh, yes. I did something wrong and took the credit. I'm sorry, Major."

Leon smiled and dealt with Grace's teasing behavior, then straightened out the conversation as it veered into an absurd argument. Of course, to Grace, that was going in the wrong direction.

"Think of Ellie. You want to give that child the best in the world, just like I do. Why would a child who can manage dozens of nannies, maids, and tutors have to share a nanny with dozens of common children in a daycare center?"

"Yeah, being locked up in the penthouse as an illegitimate child is truly the ultimate treatment."

"How about a penthouse in my name?"

"Then I just have to give the penthouse and the money to Ellie."

"Grace, look at me."

The man pushed up Grace's chin with his fingertips and forced her to look him in the eye, even though she was still grumbling.

"Who said you'd be locked up? Who said you'd remain an illegitimate child?"

"Honey, look at me."

Grace grabbed the hesitant man by the back of his neck and pulled him towards her.

"Do I look innocent to you?"

While I was staring at him, I could feel his skin burning under my palm. The man looked quite embarrassed and closed his eyes tightly as if he was holding something back, then opened them and continued speaking.

"I have no intention of destroying you and owning you anymore."

"Are you thinking of owning it?"

"Let's own it together."

Pick, Grace shot back with a laugh.

"Why should I want you? I have everything I want. Oh, there's just one thing I don't have. Will you give me that?"

"Anything. Just say it."

"A life where you don't chase me."

"If you live with me, you won't be chased by me."

A persistent human being. It was the moment when Grace was about to let out a weary sigh.

"What are you doing?"

Ellie was watching the two with a puzzled expression while holding the baby doll.

"Fight?"

"Huh? No."

Grace laughed, wrapping both arms around the man's neck that she had been holding with one hand. She was just pretending to be friendly in front of the child, but as expected, the shameless man was acting as he pleased.

"Mom loves Dad."

He hugged Grace so tightly that her heart was crushed against his chest as he told her such lies.

"Honey, I love you too."

"Thank you. I will support your eternal unrequited love."

Grace whispered sweet words into the ear of the man who was confessing his love in front of the child. He just smiled and wrapped one hand around the back of Grace's head. It was the moment when he was about to cover his lips with hers, which he could not refuse because of the child.

"Mom, it's Ellie's!"

The child climbed onto the sofa and thrust a doll between her mother and father's lips. Ellie clung to her mother, not only making him kiss the doll without thinking, but also pushing her chest with her hand.

"Mom, mom."

"why?"

"I'll tie the baby up."

As Grace tied the baby doll to her body with the shawl that had been covering her knees, Ellie climbed down from the sofa and was now clinging to Leon.

"Let's play tag again."

Leon felt as if he had been stabbed in the back as when the child had pushed him away.

"Are you asking me to play with you after doing something bad to me?"

"You look like your dad."

Grace whispered in his ear. The child, perhaps thinking that she was angry at being caught off guard again and speechless, sucked her thumb and said,

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"Your Majesty, you only want to be number one to one woman?"

As soon as the interview for the December issue of Modern Lady came to mind, the man's stiff lips softened.

"I believed you would understand my secret confession of love right away."

He moved closer and grabbed Grace's left hand. The moment his hot lips touched the back of her hand, she flinched, but she couldn't pull it away. Grace, who had been accepting the kiss obediently even though his lips did not leave and he was tickling the back of her hand roughly, suddenly pulled her hand away the moment Ellie turned her head and lowered her voice to complain.

"How can you spread such abominations all over the country under the guise of romance?"

"I am a man with that level of ability."

"But what can I do? My number one will always be Ellie."

"I'm half of Ellie, so we're tied for first place."

The man's hand seemed to be playing with her hair, and then his fingertips found her earlobe hidden in her hair and slowly traced from the top to her earlobe. Strength came into her thighs, which were tightly twisted. She held on and held on, and at that moment, without realizing it, she bit her lower lip. The man lowered his head to her ear and smiled softly.

"Are you cold? I'm hot."

The fingers that ran down the nape of her neck were caught in the tightly wrapped scarf. The fingertips dug in and felt the exact spot where his lips were. The moment Grace flinched, she felt the lips that touched her earlobe being pulled taut and forming an arc. 

Only after Ellie had ducked into the stroller to sing a lullaby to her doll did Grace turn to the man. When the tip of her nose brushed his cheek, she lowered her head slightly so that their lips would not touch, and opened her eyes.

"away."

"How about falling for you?"

The man half-closed his eyelids as if he wanted to be eaten by the woman who was glaring at him as if she was going to eat him. Her lips, which were almost touching, began to move slowly.

"When you wake up in the morning, when you leave for work, when you leave for work, and before you go to bed. According to my daughter, it's a Snyder family tradition to kiss four times a day."

"Don't forget. Your last name is Winston, not Snyder."

Pick, a hot laugh brushed her lips.

"I think you forgot, but we did the same thing when you had Ellie. After all, I'm the one who started that tradition."

Her fingers slid down the nape of her neck, tapping the buttons of her blouse as they went down, and began to caress the place where Ellie had once been.

"I wonder. Ellie has kissed you more in thirty-one months than I have kissed you in eight. Well, does it matter? Either way, you've kissed this face."

After all, I prefer the understandable monsters of today to the incomprehensible humans of yesterday. Because they're easier to hate.

Grace, relieved, pushed away the hand that was clinging to her body and turned her head to the magazine and asked.

"Ellie, what did you eat for lunch?"

"Burger with portobello mushrooms."

"What, hmm... ."

The moment Grace was about to ask back in surprise, the man's hand covered her mouth. He winked at Ellie, who was still looking away, and whispered.

"Don't tell me. I don't know it's a mushroom. If I knew, I'd be called an old man for the rest of my life."

"You got fooled? How did you get fooled?"

Grace forgot that she had told him to get off just a moment ago and whispered as she clung to him.

"Just stuff the mushrooms with meat, cover them with cheese, and then make a patty. My nanny did that when I was little. I was pretty upset when I found out I was being tricked, but it was too late."

Then the man raised his index finger above his slanted lips, telling her not to tell Ellie. It seemed that Ellie's picky taste and picky eating habits had been passed down to this man.

"As expected, all the hardships I've had so far were all your fault."

"Your taste for sweets is just like mine."

"She's been like that since she was in my womb. She gets so excited when I eat something sweet."

As I recalled that time after a long time, I felt like I could feel the baby moving again, so I unconsciously stroked my stomach. As the corners of Grace's lips rose, the corners of the man's lips seemed to droop, and then he suddenly forced a smile.

"That's just like a child whose mother only allowed her to eat almond cake. I think our daughter will like Madame Benoit's almond cake as much as her mother."

The moment the man suggested going to Winsford, Grace slapped away the hand that was wrapping around her shoulder. She broke down the wall with Ellie's story, and then, when she let her guard down, she quietly thrust into the main topic she had been trying to avoid.

"Bring it. Do you know where we live?"

As soon as I hinted that I would not go to Winsford, the man stopped talking.

"There might be remnants here. Should I raise Ellie in this dangerous place?"

"I happen to know them well, and they've already left this place. And, aren't there any remnants in Winsford? Isn't their biggest target Major Leon Winston? Isn't the place you're in the most danger?"

"That's why the security is the tightest. I've never been hurt by them before."

"Oh, really? Isn't it funny that someone who would be lying in a coffin right now would say something like that?"

"It's the theater's fault. My security team was supposed to inspect the theater right before the premiere that day anyway. Honey, I'm not that lax."

"Oh, yes. I did something wrong and took the credit. I'm sorry, Major."

Leon smiled and dealt with Grace's teasing behavior, then straightened out the conversation as it veered into an absurd argument. Of course, to Grace, that was going in the wrong direction.

"Think of Ellie. You want to give that child the best in the world, just like I do. Why would a child who can manage dozens of nannies, maids, and tutors have to share a nanny with dozens of common children in a daycare center?"

"Yeah, being locked up in the penthouse as an illegitimate child is truly the ultimate treatment."

"How about a penthouse in my name?"

"Then I just have to give the penthouse and the money to Ellie."

"Grace, look at me."

The man pushed up Grace's chin with his fingertips and forced her to look him in the eye, even though she was still grumbling.

"Who said you'd be locked up? Who said you'd remain an illegitimate child?"

"Honey, look at me."

Grace grabbed the hesitant man by the back of his neck and pulled him towards her.

"Do I look innocent to you?"

While I was staring at him, I could feel his skin burning under my palm. The man looked quite embarrassed and closed his eyes tightly as if he was holding something back, then opened them and continued speaking.

"I have no intention of destroying you and owning you anymore."

"Are you thinking of owning it?"

"Let's own it together."

Pick, Grace shot back with a laugh.

"Why should I want you? I have everything I want. Oh, there's just one thing I don't have. Will you give me that?"

"Anything. Just say it."

"A life where you don't chase me."

"If you live with me, you won't be chased by me."

A persistent human being. It was the moment when Grace was about to let out a weary sigh.

"What are you doing?"

Ellie was watching the two with a puzzled expression while holding the baby doll.

"Fight?"

"Huh? No."

Grace laughed, wrapping both arms around the man's neck that she had been holding with one hand. She was just pretending to be friendly in front of the child, but as expected, the shameless man was acting as he pleased.

"Mom loves Dad."

He hugged Grace so tightly that her heart was crushed against his chest as he told her such lies.

"Honey, I love you too."

"Thank you. I will support your eternal unrequited love."

Grace whispered sweet words into the ear of the man who was confessing his love in front of the child. He just smiled and wrapped one hand around the back of Grace's head. It was the moment when he was about to cover his lips with hers, which he could not refuse because of the child.

"Mom, it's Ellie's!"

The child climbed onto the sofa and thrust a doll between her mother and father's lips. Ellie clung to her mother, not only making him kiss the doll without thinking, but also pushing her chest with her hand.

"Mom, mom."

"why?"

"I'll tie the baby up."

As Grace tied the baby doll to her body with the shawl that had been covering her knees, Ellie climbed down from the sofa and was now clinging to Leon.

"Let's play tag again."

Leon felt as if he had been stabbed in the back as when the child had pushed him away.

"Are you asking me to play with you after doing something bad to me?"

"You look like your dad."

Grace whispered in his ear. The child, perhaps thinking that she was angry at being caught off guard again and speechless, sucked her thumb and said,

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