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"Mom! Are you here?"

Grace waved as the child shouted from atop a white pony pulled by a riding instructor.

"I'm watching you. Don't look away and hold on tight, Ellie."

"Our daughter is like a princess."

The moment the man standing next to her, leaning against the fence, shouted, Grace glanced at him in disbelief.

"Is this okay?"

The man raised an eyebrow and asked.

"The club staff found out that Count Winston had a child."

"I made a reservation under a fake name."

"What if I recognized your face?"

He shrugged his shoulders as if it was no big deal.

"Why don't you find out? A tight mouth is an essential quality for staff at clubs frequented by the upper class."

Still, rumors might spread. But is your reputation my reputation? Grace didn't ask any further.

The man who had been waving and smiling at Ellie, who was shouting something excitedly again, turned his head to Grace.

"By the way, tell me a story about when Ellie was a baby."

Grace looked at his expectant face and answered willingly.

"It was smaller than it is now."

"... ... ."

"I cried because I couldn't speak. I crawled because I couldn't walk."

"Anyway, it's annoying."

The man sighed and changed the subject.

"Your brother is in Winsford. Don't you want to see him?"

It was another ignition of an argument that had been going on for days.

"Christmas should be spent with family."

"Don't talk nonsense."

"Grace... ."

As the man turned to me with a serious expression on his face, as if he had no intention of giving up, Grace was the first to drive the wedge in.

"Do you think that if you just reflect and apologize on your own, that's enough? Don't even think about paying back with words. If you want to pay back, then suffer as much as I did."

At first, he was adamant that he pray to God, but now he shows a way to repay him. Has she become a little looser? Grace's inconsistent attitude has made Leon a fool who holds vain hopes.

"Of course, don't expect anything like forgiveness or love after that. We're just having a draw."

"As I said before, I have no intention of forcing forgiveness or love on you. Accept my apology, but do as you wish."

The man drove in his own wedge with an arrogant attitude that made it hard to believe he was apologizing, and then gestured to the attendant who was waiting far away. The attendant immediately approached Ellie with a bottle of juice. Grace muttered coldly as she watched the child, who had been absorbed in horseback riding without even realizing that she was thirsty, gulp down the juice.

"I hate you for pretending to be a good father to your daughter."

"I am a good father."

Although she gave him a look of ridicule, the man acted as if Grace was making an outrageous accusation.

"My father was no different. A traitor to his grandfather, a dissolute failure to his husband, and a merciless devil to the rebels."

The man continued his surprisingly cool assessment of my father, then paused for a moment before continuing with a gloomy smile.

"But to me, he was the best father ever."

Grace couldn't be proud when the subject of this man's father came up. She would keep her mouth shut and just look at the wet ground trampled by horse hooves.

"That's how humans are. Depending on their position, role, and relationship, they become different people. My position toward you and our relationship have changed, so I want to become a different person."

Grace snorted as if to tell him to listen, but the man did not give up.

"I understand that you say it's disgusting. It's natural for you to hate me. I just wish you would give me a chance."

"A chance? What chance, if you have no intention of forcing forgiveness or love?"

"A chance for you to suffer."

Grace raised her head and looked at the man at the incomprehensible sound.

"If you want to repay me, then suffer as much as I do?"

He seemed to have changed his strategy to win this argument that was going around in circles.

"If you want to see me suffer, the royal seat is next to me."

"If you still don't realize it, my absence from your side is my revenge."

You still haven't realized it? Leon knew that he had been suffering revenge for the past three years, but he just pretended not to know.

"Is that revenge? How petty and lazy."

The woman's eyes turned fierce as Leon laughed as if he found it ridiculous.

"You did well last night, so I thought you might have improved a lot in the meantime."

The woman's eyes wavered as she acknowledged that last night's words had been quite painful. His provocation seemed to be working.

"I don't intend to force your forgiveness and love, but I want it. I want it. I want it. So, if I were you, I would wave forgiveness and love like bait. You would watch me gasp and dry up before your very eyes. How about that? Doesn't it sound appealing?"

At that moment, Grace, who had been standing half a step away, closed the distance and crawled into Leon's arms. She wrapped her arms around his waist and buried her cheek in the spot where his heart was beating before calling out to him.

"Honey, are you happy?"

Grace, I like you because you're smart, but I hate you.

"Are you happy to have met Ellie? Are you happy to finally have me by your side? In that regard, you are already disqualified."

This is what I don't like.

"You are willing to accept the pain I give you. How is that revenge?"

"Then it's wrong for me to love you."

"... ... ."

"If I can't be happy with you, then I shouldn't love you first. Well, then it doesn't matter whether you're by my side or not, right? Then I'll be free from this painful thing, and you'll be free from me too. Forever. But if I love you, you can take revenge. In other words, you can give up revenge and only have freedom. So..."

The man who was pointing out the contradiction in her logic asked.

"Do you wish I didn't love you?"

The man repeatedly urged Grace to answer, but she kept her mouth shut and said nothing.

"I can listen to everything else, but I can't listen to that."

As the child tried to get down from the horse, the man left her behind and turned to his daughter, saying these words. Grace was stuck in the same spot like a wedge, shaking in the aftershocks of the horse that had struck her.

º º º

What am I doing now?

Grace shook her head to distract herself from the faint sound of water, then let out a long sigh as she looked at her reflection in the window overlooking the city's night view.

This is mind-blowing.

She was now lying alone in the man's bed, naked and covered only by a white shirt.

Tonight was not my intention. I had only intended to have a cocktail before bed, but I ended up falling for the man's trickery. My face flushed again as I recalled the moment just a moment ago when I had sat at the bar with his head between my legs and had made eye contact with myself in the mirror.

What on earth are you thinking?

I can't understand that man. After the cruelty he inflicted on me yesterday, why does he want to do it again? And he's smiling like he has no ulterior motive.

It didn't seem like he was thoughtless, though. Judging from the way he heated Grace's body to the point of explosion with his mind-blowing caresses and then ran off to wash himself up in a very annoying manner.

Her heart was still pounding. The blood rushed to her legs, so much so that it was sore. Grace couldn't stand the desire that had reached its limit, and instead of relieving it, she kept crossing her legs and swearing at the man.

"That damn fox... ."

He's so cunning.

"ha...."

Grace, who was sighing again, feeling self-deprecating at her reflection in the window, stopped. The sound of water stopped. Amidst the heartbeat that was ringing in her ears, she heard footsteps. At first, the sound was dull, like stepping on tiles, but then it became softer. It meant that a man had come out of the carpeted dressing room. In other words, he was behind that door.

I tried to cross my legs without realizing it. However, the inside of my thighs slipped and crossed. In the meantime, sticky fluid had flowed down my legs.

"I wonder. Will you start getting wet as soon as you hear my footsteps?"

What the heck... .

The moment the footsteps stopped and the door to the dressing room opened, Grace stopped breathing heavily and closed her eyes. The sound came closer and closer until it stopped next to the bed.

"I made you wait unintentionally. I thought you'd get annoyed and leave, but I didn't know you were still here. I'm not the only man in this hotel. Do you like me, sir?"

He made a light-hearted remark about how Grace had treated him like a prostitute, and then asked,

"ruler?"

When I didn't react, I felt the hem of my shirt covering my upper thighs slightly lift.

"You have a strange talent for getting horny while you sleep."

He said this while looking at my wet thighs. I became even more annoyed, so I kept pretending to be asleep without opening my eyes, and then my shirt slid down and scratched my nipples.

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"Mom! Are you here?"

Grace waved as the child shouted from atop a white pony pulled by a riding instructor.

"I'm watching you. Don't look away and hold on tight, Ellie."

"Our daughter is like a princess."

The moment the man standing next to her, leaning against the fence, shouted, Grace glanced at him in disbelief.

"Is this okay?"

The man raised an eyebrow and asked.

"The club staff found out that Count Winston had a child."

"I made a reservation under a fake name."

"What if I recognized your face?"

He shrugged his shoulders as if it was no big deal.

"Why don't you find out? A tight mouth is an essential quality for staff at clubs frequented by the upper class."

Still, rumors might spread. But is your reputation my reputation? Grace didn't ask any further.

The man who had been waving and smiling at Ellie, who was shouting something excitedly again, turned his head to Grace.

"By the way, tell me a story about when Ellie was a baby."

Grace looked at his expectant face and answered willingly.

"It was smaller than it is now."

"... ... ."

"I cried because I couldn't speak. I crawled because I couldn't walk."

"Anyway, it's annoying."

The man sighed and changed the subject.

"Your brother is in Winsford. Don't you want to see him?"

It was another ignition of an argument that had been going on for days.

"Christmas should be spent with family."

"Don't talk nonsense."

"Grace... ."

As the man turned to me with a serious expression on his face, as if he had no intention of giving up, Grace was the first to drive the wedge in.

"Do you think that if you just reflect and apologize on your own, that's enough? Don't even think about paying back with words. If you want to pay back, then suffer as much as I did."

At first, he was adamant that he pray to God, but now he shows a way to repay him. Has she become a little looser? Grace's inconsistent attitude has made Leon a fool who holds vain hopes.

"Of course, don't expect anything like forgiveness or love after that. We're just having a draw."

"As I said before, I have no intention of forcing forgiveness or love on you. Accept my apology, but do as you wish."

The man drove in his own wedge with an arrogant attitude that made it hard to believe he was apologizing, and then gestured to the attendant who was waiting far away. The attendant immediately approached Ellie with a bottle of juice. Grace muttered coldly as she watched the child, who had been absorbed in horseback riding without even realizing that she was thirsty, gulp down the juice.

"I hate you for pretending to be a good father to your daughter."

"I am a good father."

Although she gave him a look of ridicule, the man acted as if Grace was making an outrageous accusation.

"My father was no different. A traitor to his grandfather, a dissolute failure to his husband, and a merciless devil to the rebels."

The man continued his surprisingly cool assessment of my father, then paused for a moment before continuing with a gloomy smile.

"But to me, he was the best father ever."

Grace couldn't be proud when the subject of this man's father came up. She would keep her mouth shut and just look at the wet ground trampled by horse hooves.

"That's how humans are. Depending on their position, role, and relationship, they become different people. My position toward you and our relationship have changed, so I want to become a different person."

Grace snorted as if to tell him to listen, but the man did not give up.

"I understand that you say it's disgusting. It's natural for you to hate me. I just wish you would give me a chance."

"A chance? What chance, if you have no intention of forcing forgiveness or love?"

"A chance for you to suffer."

Grace raised her head and looked at the man at the incomprehensible sound.

"If you want to repay me, then suffer as much as I do?"

He seemed to have changed his strategy to win this argument that was going around in circles.

"If you want to see me suffer, the royal seat is next to me."

"If you still don't realize it, my absence from your side is my revenge."

You still haven't realized it? Leon knew that he had been suffering revenge for the past three years, but he just pretended not to know.

"Is that revenge? How petty and lazy."

The woman's eyes turned fierce as Leon laughed as if he found it ridiculous.

"You did well last night, so I thought you might have improved a lot in the meantime."

The woman's eyes wavered as she acknowledged that last night's words had been quite painful. His provocation seemed to be working.

"I don't intend to force your forgiveness and love, but I want it. I want it. I want it. So, if I were you, I would wave forgiveness and love like bait. You would watch me gasp and dry up before your very eyes. How about that? Doesn't it sound appealing?"

At that moment, Grace, who had been standing half a step away, closed the distance and crawled into Leon's arms. She wrapped her arms around his waist and buried her cheek in the spot where his heart was beating before calling out to him.

"Honey, are you happy?"

Grace, I like you because you're smart, but I hate you.

"Are you happy to have met Ellie? Are you happy to finally have me by your side? In that regard, you are already disqualified."

This is what I don't like.

"You are willing to accept the pain I give you. How is that revenge?"

"Then it's wrong for me to love you."

"... ... ."

"If I can't be happy with you, then I shouldn't love you first. Well, then it doesn't matter whether you're by my side or not, right? Then I'll be free from this painful thing, and you'll be free from me too. Forever. But if I love you, you can take revenge. In other words, you can give up revenge and only have freedom. So..."

The man who was pointing out the contradiction in her logic asked.

"Do you wish I didn't love you?"

The man repeatedly urged Grace to answer, but she kept her mouth shut and said nothing.

"I can listen to everything else, but I can't listen to that."

As the child tried to get down from the horse, the man left her behind and turned to his daughter, saying these words. Grace was stuck in the same spot like a wedge, shaking in the aftershocks of the horse that had struck her.

º º º

What am I doing now?

Grace shook her head to distract herself from the faint sound of water, then let out a long sigh as she looked at her reflection in the window overlooking the city's night view.

This is mind-blowing.

She was now lying alone in the man's bed, naked and covered only by a white shirt.

Tonight was not my intention. I had only intended to have a cocktail before bed, but I ended up falling for the man's trickery. My face flushed again as I recalled the moment just a moment ago when I had sat at the bar with his head between my legs and had made eye contact with myself in the mirror.

What on earth are you thinking?

I can't understand that man. After the cruelty he inflicted on me yesterday, why does he want to do it again? And he's smiling like he has no ulterior motive.

It didn't seem like he was thoughtless, though. Judging from the way he heated Grace's body to the point of explosion with his mind-blowing caresses and then ran off to wash himself up in a very annoying manner.

Her heart was still pounding. The blood rushed to her legs, so much so that it was sore. Grace couldn't stand the desire that had reached its limit, and instead of relieving it, she kept crossing her legs and swearing at the man.

"That damn fox... ."

He's so cunning.

"ha...."

Grace, who was sighing again, feeling self-deprecating at her reflection in the window, stopped. The sound of water stopped. Amidst the heartbeat that was ringing in her ears, she heard footsteps. At first, the sound was dull, like stepping on tiles, but then it became softer. It meant that a man had come out of the carpeted dressing room. In other words, he was behind that door.

I tried to cross my legs without realizing it. However, the inside of my thighs slipped and crossed. In the meantime, sticky fluid had flowed down my legs.

"I wonder. Will you start getting wet as soon as you hear my footsteps?"

What the heck... .

The moment the footsteps stopped and the door to the dressing room opened, Grace stopped breathing heavily and closed her eyes. The sound came closer and closer until it stopped next to the bed.

"I made you wait unintentionally. I thought you'd get annoyed and leave, but I didn't know you were still here. I'm not the only man in this hotel. Do you like me, sir?"

He made a light-hearted remark about how Grace had treated him like a prostitute, and then asked,

"ruler?"

When I didn't react, I felt the hem of my shirt covering my upper thighs slightly lift.

"You have a strange talent for getting horny while you sleep."

He said this while looking at my wet thighs. I became even more annoyed, so I kept pretending to be asleep without opening my eyes, and then my shirt slid down and scratched my nipples.

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http://novelagit.xyz

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