THE VILLAINESS TURNS THE HOURGLASS

Chapter 137. Revenge (II), Part IX

Chapter 137. Revenge (II), Part IX

Translator: Khan

Editor Group: Liber Reverie

"... I couldn't do it when I saw you sleeping so soundly. I'm worried. And... I'm sorry for your pain, but I reached out because I couldn't pass it as your moonlight hair was so beautiful."

She remembered something similar that she heard from him. He always told her that it didn't go as he thought when he saw her face-to-face.

Even though he said that she was beautiful, it was an answer that could be misleading. It was too much for the daughter of a prostitute. Was he too noble to have such a conversation with her? He was different from Mielle, who was pretending to be noble. So, as she was hesitant to answer, Asher sat on the side of the bed. He put aside his shyness and said, staring gently at Aria's eyes,

"I don't want to see you suffering like this."

Although he didn't want to see it, there was nothing that he could do. It was all to come in at dawn and see her face secretly. But no matter what she was now, she was the daughter of a prostitute. With the fact that he had an acquaintance, he might get swept away by idle speculation and rumors, and why was he talking about this to her?

"I've been thinking about a lot before, but... I've come to have realized with this incident. I could not meet you easily even though something happened to you."

Aria slowly picked herself up when she heard that. Aria's face, leaning against the bedhead, was full of embarrassment. In the past, she, who had had meetings with countless men, could guess the following words of Asher but tried to deny that her assumption was ridiculous.

"So I felt like I wanted you to be around so that I could meet you anytime, and that no one could hurt you."

What Asher told her was what Aria thought. Aria's eyes shook without rest when she heard what he said.

'Were you just thinking? Or did you mean what you said?' Either way, she was sure she would be a stumbling block in the way of the future of Asher. It was best for him and for her to maintain a relationship without anyone knowing it.

"How dare you! I am just another thing to you."

So she answered like that and looked away. But he didn't seem to want to end what he had just said and didn't give up easily.

"Perhaps... don't you like me or feel uncomfortable?"

"No, that's not..."

No way. She had never lowered her guard to any man. She had always cooked to her own taste and used her greatest weapon, beauty, to make them lose heart. That was only possible because Aria didn't feel anything for her opponent, but Asher was the only one she couldn't resist.

It might be because he had been unusual from their first meeting. The unpredictable mix of situations and encounters had made it impossible to judge on the same lines as the other men she had met.

Perhaps it was because she had continued the meeting from the beginning without expressing her real intention. It had not been for her to not like him from the beginning, no matter what the process had been. No, she had been rather happy when he had worried about herself or she had come across him accidentally.

"But I'm sure I'm not going to be of help to you. I'm from a humble family that doesn't match Mr. Asher. Everyone will swear."

It was the plain truth. No matter how much the reputation of Aria was changing, the stigma of being the daughter of a prostitute would always be there. But he didn't seem to think so.