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Chapter 41

Hea PV

My life goes on with cyclical monotony these days.

In the morning I take care of the countess and at night I stay next to Wooyoung's bed.

But at least I'm happy.
He is recovering, the fever has passed and he's now awake, but to get back on his feet it will still take time; although he is stubborn and always tries to move despite the pain of the still fresh wound.

By now it is evening and i just brought the countess, more and more tired, to bed, and I go straight to my only thought, that beautiful  soldier who stole my heart.

Before I can reach Wooyoung's room, Seonghwa appears in the corridor, and our eyes meet after so long.

I pass by, ignoring him, hoping he will do the same.

"We need to talk"
A firm grip tightens on my wrist, blocking my escape.
"What happened? Since the Earl returned, you no longer even speak to me"
Seonghwa looks for my gaze, but I keep my eyes glued to the floor.

The date of our marriage was postponed many times before the return of Wooyoung, and remained established in exactly one week;
And as a good coward I am, I still haven't been able to tell him that I want to cancel everything and I'm not going to marry him.

"I'm just very busy. Please let me go"
My tone is almost a plea, and he lets go of my arm.

I don't even look at him, and I continue to my destination, conscious that it was too easy to avoid the conversation, and knowing Seonghwa it won't be for much longer.

As soon as I enter Wooyoung's room, my gaze immediately falls on the empty bed, and for a second I feel panic, which subsides as soon as my eyes dart across the room, up to the armchair.
"How the hell did you get there?"
I ask him upset to see him sitting quietly in his red silk dressing gown.
"Walking"
He makes me one of his smiles made to provoke me.
"Come here"
He tells me with an extremely low tone of voice, which causes a thrill that runs through my whole back.

I approach as he asks, and he taps his thigh, biting his lower lip slightly.
My god he is a true tempting vision.
"I won't sit on your leg, I don't want to hurt you"
I tell him, seeing the bandages from the opening of his dressing grown.
"You hurt me more if you still refuse my touch. Hea i'm freaking out."
My heart cannot keep to beat faster at these words.
"Fine"
I surrender to his sweet eyes, and settle slowly on his thigh, much more muscular than I remembered, trying not to put too much of my weight.

His hands slide over my hips and his face sinks between my shoulder and my neck, making it hard to keep calm as i feel his warm breath on my neck.
"If only I was fine.."
Every muscle in my body stiffens at the contact of his lips with my skin.
"..you have no idea how much I've missed you"
His mouth becomes more and more greedy on me, and I jump up, immediately feeling the absence of his heat on my body.
"What happens?"
He asks me in confusion.
"Someone could enter"
I admit my concern, constantly looking at the door, as if someone were always about to open it.
"I hope that when you are my wife you won't be so shy."
My eyes wide, convinced that I have misunderstood.
"What did you say?"
"You heard me"
He answers, lifting one side of his full lips in a satisfied smile.
"But- Are you crazy?!"
I'm still incredulous when he grabs my wrist and pulls me back onto his legs.
"I risked dying Hea. And I realized that the only regret I would have had was not having married the woman I love"
I'm still afraid he'll tell me he's joking, but I can't hold back the tear that runs down my cheek.
"You know it's impossible, you would lose the title and-"
"Leave it to me"
He brushes away my tears with his thumb, caressing me at the same time.
"You only think that unfortunately you will have to endure all your life with me as your husband."
My lips fall on his, thinking of those words that still seem to me a dream.