CHAPTER 18

How The Male Lead Cures The Young Lady Who Has A Limited Time

Yvette sighed as she saw Hubert leave with her cloudy eyes. Now it was just the two of them, and a sense of shame came belatedly.

“…..Is it really necessary to do this?”

“Since we are engaged because we love each other, isn’t this normal?”

Noel muttered happily, and Yvette shook her head as if she couldn't stop it. She didn't even have the energy to refute his words.

“I heard that Berry stopped by a while ago. Did you like her?"

"Yes. As you said, she was a good person. Her designs were just my cup of tea.”

"I'm glad you liked it."

Noel smiled slightly and raised the teacup. Yvette waited until he took a sip before continuing.

“So, why are you here today? I don't think it's because of Ms. Berry."

“I think it was time to meet, so I came secretly.”

Noel's gaze turned to Yvette's neck.

At his clear gaze, Yvette gently fiddled with the collar of her dress.

“……You are like a ghost. The flowers have been withering since yesterday.”

TL/N : She’s saying he appears suddenly and at the right time like a ghost.

“I hear a lot of people say that I have a good hunch.”

Noel grinned and moved to Yvette's side. As he abruptly narrowed the distance, Yvette unknowingly stepped aside.

“...why are you coming next to me?”

As she looked at him with a wary gaze, Noel raised his eyebrows.

“Then, did you plan on having close contact without sitting beside each other?”

"Ah."

Yvette was embarrassed and returned to her seat.

“Are you going to hold my hand again?” (Noel)

Unlike Yvette, who was a little nervous, Noel still had a calm face. As she glanced at his hand, Yvette slowly shook her head.

“I think it would be better to move on to the next step this time.”

“What is the next step?”

“Well, of course it’s a hug.”

Yvette looked at Noel with an inquiring face of why he was asking what was obvious. Then Noel tilted his head crookedly.

"Didn't I hug you at the first meeting?"

"That's true, but after holding hands, the next step is usually a hug...”

"I think it's too inefficient to do something that's already been done."

Noel smiled and made eye contact with Yvette. The corners of his mouth that slightly rolled up felt mischievous.

“In order to do the research properly, we need to start with the next step."

“.......”

Yvette quietly shut up.

Come to think of it, Noel was not wrong.

'......but I've never thought of another thing besides a hug.’

Yvette bit her lip slightly and looked up.

Usually, when it comes to skin ships, it's common to think of hugs after holding hands.

And after that...

"What's my fiancée thinking, while looking at me with these eyes?"

As Yvette was looking only at his lips, Noel raised one eyebrow. She came to her senses after being criticized by him.

"Oh, nothing."

Yvette hurriedly closed her eyes and then got up, her face turned red because she couldn't handle it.

'You must be crazy. What the hell are you thinking.’

Yvette spoke to Noel while fanning her face with one hand.

"......let's move on for now. There are too many eyes here."

When Yvette got up first, Noel meekly followed her.

‘Come to think of it, he didn't put his hair up today.’

Yvette took the lead and glanced back at Noel. He, who used to walk neatly arranged from head to toe, was dressed comfortably today.

"Is my face that fascinating?"

As she kept glancing at his face, Noel smirked and asked a question.

Yvette flinched like a child who had been caught doing something wrong and quickly turned her eyes.

"It's just that the atmosphere seems different today."

"Why. Do you like this style more?"

"No, it's not really like that."

"My fiancée is not honest."

"It's not that I'm not honest, it's that Noel's self-presence is too strong. ”

It was when the two were bickering and heading to Yvette's bedroom.

Philia, who was passing by with laundry, greeted the two with a welcoming face.

“Where are you going, my lady?”

She smiled brightly and she approached the two of them. Yvette, who smiled at the same time, pointed her chin to the direction where her bedroom was.

"I've got to talk with him for a minute, so I'm going to my room."

".......What? Are you two going to the Countess room?"

Whatever she was imagining, Philia’s face turned red in an instant. Yvette, who was a beat late after seeing her reaction, hurriedly laid out excuses.

“It’s definitely not what you are imagining it to be, so don’t think about anything strange.”

"What? Yes......."

Contrary to her docile answer, Philia didn't believe Yvette's excuses at all. To make things worse, Noel whispered in Yvette’s ear.

“What that maid is imagining is the right guess, isn’t it.”

“…Be quiet.”

Yvette glared at Noel, then speeded up and headed for her room. Noel giggled and matched his stride with Yvette.

Yvette would come to know long later, that Philia, who was left alone, went to Hubert and whispered, "Maybe the Countess will get married soon!"

* * * *

It didn't take long to get to her bedroom.

Yvette took a small deep breath and arrived at the door.

The manor didn't have many rooms. Because of that, there were limited places where only the two of them could have a conversation without being disturbed.

Among them, her bedroom was the only space that no one could enter.

'Ms. Berry also came in. There is no need to be nervous.’

Yvette was constantly brainwashing herself and suddenly opened the door.

At that moment, an unexpected person greeted her.

“Yvette!”

Eden, who sat on the bed wiggling his feet, jumped up like a spring as soon as he found her. He had a children's book in her arms.

“Eden?”

Yvette looked at the child with round eyes. After getting to know each other, Eden would come to her room from time to time asking her to read a book.

She had a habit of reading to him every time he did, so it seemed like it became a fun routine for her.

“Are you here to ask me to read a book today?”

Eden nodded eagerly at her question.

He looked at Yvette with his twinkling eyes, and was startled when he belatedly discovered Noel behind her.

He had no idea that Yvette would be with a guest.

As Eden's eyes met, Noel raised one eyebrow.

Unlike Noel, who had a curious expression on his face, Eden turned his head to ignore him. Noel, who suddenly became an invisible person, let out a small laugh.

“Well, Eden. I have work to do now, can I read the fairy tale book later?"

Yvette bent her knees slightly and brought her eye level with Eden’s. At any other time, she would have read it right away, but now she had work to do.

“When later?”

Eden, noticeably disappointed, asked cautiously. Yvette patted his head, and replied softly.

“Soon, I’ll be sure to read it within today.”

“Is it a promise?”

"Yes, I promise."

Eden smiled brightly as Yvette held out her little finger and took his finger. Then, taking advantage of Yvette's distraction, he smiled at Noel with a triumphant face.

Noel, who witnessed that expression, smiled at the silliness.

"I'll come back later, Yvette! You have to keep your promises, okay?"

After a short greeting, Eden ran out.

Noel, who was looking at his back, muttered.

“You are loved by your servants.”

“Does it look like that?”

When Yvette asked as if she didn't know, Noel nodded her head.

"Yes. I can feel everyone has affection for you.”

Noel said so and sat down on Yvette's bed. Yvette burst into laughter at his natural attitude as if this was his own home.

“Whoever sees it will think this is Noel’s room.”

“It’s my fiancée’s room, it’s just like mine.”

“…be honest with me. Noel, do you find it interesting to say the word 'fiancée' so much?"

“To be accurate, it’s interesting to see the reaction of the person it was referring to.”

When she saw Noel smiling with his eyes bent, Yvette turned her eyes away. No matter how many times I looked at it, I didn't get used to such a smile.

‘When I look at it, it feels like my heart is being beaten……’

Anyway, it was an unhealthy face in many ways.

“So, what's the next step we should take?”

Noel did not lose his relaxed attitude even as he sat on her bed.

On the other hand, Yvette was slowly feeling the tension.

“……I’ve been thinking about it, but I think this is the next step.”

After hesitating for a while, Yvette sat down next to Noel. As her distance drew closer, Noel stared intently at her face.

Yvette complained at the gaze that seemed to pierce her.

“It’s too burdensome if you keep looking at me like that.”

As Yvette pulled back and Noel let out a laugh.

“Then, do you want me to close my eyes?”

“Yes. I think that would be better.”

At that, Noel quickly closed his eyes.

Alone with her in a closed room, even sitting on the bed, he didn’t seem to be nervous at all.

Yvette, on the other hand, struggled to hold her breath, fearing that her own breathing might sound too loud.

'Usually, shouldn't the receiver be excited at times like this?'

Why am I excited to see a man's face with his eyes closed?

Yvette thought something was wrong with her and slowly approached Noel.

-to be continued

Translated by I.

Not 100% Correct

Credit to the Author

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