My Fiancée Hates Me [Completed]

Chapter 28: Painted Memories P.1

[The Past]

"Erik, I am going to the northern border for a bit," I told him as I began packing.

Erik pulled me by my arm into his lap.

"Whatever you can do, you can stay with me."

There it is... Erik is being needy again.

I touched his cheek with my hand.

"You have become King... You are in a position where you must not leave from your tower is what I should say," I said as I pulled his cheeks. "You have been sneaking out here and there..."

"Ow... how did you find out?"

"I know that you have been sneaking out with the amount of books piling in our bedroom. Most of them are not even about law or medicine. That means that you have been obtaining these books outside of the Royal Library," I said as I pointed towards the unorganized pile of books.

A few maids would come and clean only once a week since Erik hated people coming and going out of our room often.

"I have seen you taking a few books here and there as well..."

I flinched slightly.

He found out...

Erik was an avid reader much like myself and Garett. It was a bit unexpected seeing as though he loves to skip out on his official duties.

"Who do you think has to cover for you?" I asked him. "Even for sneaking out, you leave for far too long...Please think about your wife as well."

Erik pulled me aside and threw me on the bed. I fell down onto my side and pulled my legs up slightly as I curled my body and looked at Erik. He crouched over me and encased me in his arms.

"You are absolutely right. I have been disregarding my wife for too long," he said as he picked up the bottom of my long skirt.

I did not mean like this!

I felt like panicking.

"W-Wait..."

"Why wait? We are already married, Ari," he said as his hands ran under my shirt.

This might be a bit bad. Erik has had a bad case with overdoing things. If I let things go on like this, I will be bedridden and be forced to move my plans back a day.

He suddenly kissed my neck.

"...Erik, I really can't today," I said in a not so convincing voice.

I was suddenly pinched on my sides.

"You have gone soft..."

How dare he?

I grabbed the closest pillow I could and began smacking Erik as much as I could and left him as a decrepit corpse on our bed.

I had begun a sedimentary lifestyle with Erik's increasing truancy. I had disregarded my strict diet and exercise regime.

I was not particularly fat, but it is discerning if Erik is able to grab my sides and tell me that I have grown soft...The royalty life is a very scary thing.

I barged into the maids' lounge.

"Your Highness!"

I suddenly felt oncoming tears.

I was quickly surrounded by my worried maids.

"What is wrong, Your Highness?" a maid asked.

"...I need...I need to diet," I said as I began wiping my tears with my wrists. "His Highness grabbed my love handles."