Special Chapter: IBTMITL

Chapter 261

Perez's breath was felt on my exposed skin.

I secretly bit my lower lip, turned back, and said it casually.

"Perez, tell me honestly. You like to surprise me, don't you?"

"I got caught."

Perez giggled low.

Where did the majestic Emperor go? whom I saw in the conference room a little while ago.

There was even a playful smile on his face.

I said, gently wrapping his cheek.

"Perez."

I'm so glad he can smile like this.

"Why did you look like that in the conference room?"

"Ah....."

With my question, Perez's face became sullen again.

"Yes, this looks What's going on?"

"Because your fingers are empty."

Perez's slightly rough, hard fingertips rubbed my fourth finger.

"An engagement ring, where is it?"

"Ah!"

Now I realize.

There was no red diamond ring that should have been on the fourth finger of my left hand.

"Well, you know?"

"Did you lose it?"

"No, I didn't lose it; I just forgot to put it on again after taking it off for a while while taking a bath in the morning."

To be honest, I don't remember properly, but I just made up my mind.

But in the meantime, my head was busy.

Where did I put the ring?

"It's okay, even if I lost it."

As if he had read my mind, Perez said, kissing my empty fourth finger briefly in a low voice.

"I'll give you the same thing again. Even a hundred."

"......I didn't lose it. I have it when I go home."

"I'm glad to hear that."

Perez's face was still sullen, even though he talked casually.

"I always wear what Tia gave me."

Perez said, showing the emerald ring on the fourth finger of his left hand.

Our engagement was for two years, so I gave it to him when he said that he needed proof of promise to keep in the meantime.

I thought it meant just asking for anything, but unexpectedly, he picked up a green emerald and asked for it.

The reason was that it was the color of my eyes that came to mind.

So I asked Grandfather Croily's workshop to make a ring with platinum and emerald.

And since the day he received it, the Emerald Ring has never left his fourth finger.

"...I'm sorry."

What more excuses would the wrongdoer make?

I said, holding Perez's hand tight.

"Hmm."

...Something's weird.

As I lifted my head, I saw a guy covering his mouth with a slightly clenched fist.