Do Your Best and Regret

Chapter 92

Leopold blinked once. But Olivia's expression did not change. A calm face with no hint of sarcasm or regret.

At first glance, he could smell the fishy taste of iron through his clenched teeth.

Leopold looked at Olivia, forgetting to relax his jaw.

An unfamiliar feeling that he had never felt before came to him more and more.

No. Probably not.

Leopold tried to deny his anxious thoughts. First, what should he say to Olivia?

"...I didn't say that either. Congratulations on your engagement, Your Highness."

A slow voice broke the moment that was just Olivia and him.

Sigh.

Leopold let out a sour breath and shrugged his shoulders. The eyes, which had widened as if in shock, quickly turned bright blue and faced the Archduke.

The guy who had been out of sight just a moment ago clearly revealed his presence.

The Archduke dared to press his arm closer to Olivia, as if the seat next to her was his own and looked at Leopold as if provoking him.

Leopold twisted the corners of his lips. Irritated anger rose up, and the unfamiliar fear was pushed away.

The seat next to Olivia was prepared for him. It wasn't something to be messed with.

They're engaged. He probably knows better than anyone else that that's not the case.

"Olivia."

His violent breath burned black beneath his heart, unable to escape, but it didn't matter.

Suppressing his nervousness, Leopold tried to smile sweetly. And he extended one of his hands towards Olivia.

"It's okay if you don't show off that much. Olivia"

A slight smile appeared on Olivia's face and then disappeared.

The smile that came out after her calm expression was broken was even more seductive. Leopold spoke to Olivia once again as if possessed.

"Forget the reprieve and all, and come into my palace. I ordered to prepare a room for the Crown Prince."

"..."

"This is the room you always wanted."

Olivia slowly raised her head. The green eyes looking at him felt a little familiar now. Eyes that always loved him with a soft smile.

A faint sense of elation rose in him. Leopold's handsome mouth rose as if relieved.

Facing that face, Olivia took a step forward, leaving behind the Archduke who had been escorting her. The Archduke, who had stretched out his hand to follow her movements for a moment, quietly lowered his arm.

"Your Highness, you really don't know anything. It was exactly what I wanted the room to be."

"Then, It's your job."

"Then, Your Highness, what do you want from me?"

What the Supreme Prince desires. Many thoughts tangled in Leopold's mind. But there was only one word that immediately jumped out of his lips.

"...I wanted you to come back to my side again, live."

Leopold blinked for a moment. The waves of words he spoke out slowly shook his heart. It felt like his hair, which had been cloudy, had cleared up like water mist had spread.

Okay. That was it.

The reason he tried to call Olivia to the Prince's Palace instead of the Crown Princess' Palace, the reason he was annoyed by the delay, and the reason he was speechless while looking around the banquet hall to cover up Maria's engagement announcement earlier.