PBPGD

CHAPTER 35

After returning home, Lia took off her dress with Pipi's help and changed into comfortable clothes. When she lay on the bed without even washing up because of the fatigue, Pipi, who was putting away the dress, approached her.

"What happened? Who's the culprit? Did you get hurt?"

"Today wasn't the day, and I didn't get injured anywhere. The dress was just so
uncomfortable that I got exhausted."

"What is it if you're uncomfortable with the dress? You should wear it from
time to time."

'Nope. That might not happen, Pipi.'

She pinned it to her mind that she would never wear those uncomfortable dresses, even if she get back to being a woman.

"Anyway, wash the dress and send it to Marquis Selby."

"I will."

"I'm hungry. Is the meal not done yet?"

"Oh, come down in exactly five minutes. I think it's already done."

Looking suspiciously at how unusually weak her condition is, Pipi quickly exits the room. Lia still lay down, hugging a pillow even after Pipi left the room.

She doesn't want to think about anything.

It seems that she's not feeling well, and...
Perhaps the rain had completely stopped, but the thin curtains sway in the night breeze. Looking at it blankly, she turned to the sound of the door opening.

"Oh. You've changed already?"

Entering the room without hesitation, Ian clicked his tongue like he was disappointed to see the wig on the side.

"You were dazzlingly pretty, what a shame."

Lia shook her head, recalling Ian's surprised face when she passed by for a while at the entrance.

"What do you mean pretty? It was terrible."

"Well, but what happened to you going home wearing a dress?"

"There were some things that I had to do. What about you, Ian? Your hair is wet. Did you just washed up?"

Changing the subject, Lia unconsciously reached out to his hair. Then the smiling man bows his head closer so she can touch his hair.

She thought that he's going to sit down at the side of the bed, but he came up. Lia frowned as Ian tried to burrow like a large dog.

"Don't do that. It's weird."

"I'm just trying to give you a hug because you look cold. There's no lechery in it,
so don't worry."

"It's not even cold. It's summer."

"It's raining."

She lazily looked out at the window.

"It stopped raining a while ago."

"No, it's going to pour again later. Because it's rainy season."

He cleverly responded and smile, then placed his hand on Lia's cheek. "That's why today is a cold one."

As Ian said, the lull will soon end. It's going to rain once again.

She was unexpectedly comforted by the warmth. Even so, she felt it strange to be held in Ian's hand. A feeling like she's doing something she shouldn't be doing.

"But still, I don't like it. I can be warmed up with soup."

Lying in an awkward position, she took Ian's hand off of her cheek and got out of the bed. As if she was rebelling against him, he hugged Lia's pillow and raised an eyebrow as half of his face was buried.

"You don't usually eat well."

"Sometimes, my appetite is just full."

She answered bluntly and open the door with Ian still in the bed.

The smell of food coming from the first floor makes her mouth water. She misses someone's arms, but a warm soup was enough for now.