Chapter 19 - The Monster Duke Mistook Me for His Wife
Whether or not, Dillian didnât stop laughing.
âIs it because of me?â
âRight. Itâs all because of you!â
Riaâs peaceful daily life throughout the year has been broken, her location has been discovered, and her divine power has been squeezed endlessly.
For Dillian, who put his own filtering on it then converted it into âI tried to protect you.â as a result he heard it like that.
Dillian hurriedly covered his mouth. The corner of the mouth covered by the large hand drew a line.
He almost showed Nathan his weird appearance.
âAre you really sick? Whatâs wrong with you?â
Beyond hating it, Nathan, who began to genuinely worry about Dillian, stretched its wings and put them on Dillianâs forehead.
âThereâs no feverâŠâ
Strangely, his fingertips tickled. He feels like he needs to do something right now.
Dillian, who pushed Nathan away, stepped up.
âThis brat, even if I worry?â
âIâll make the best breakfast to treat Miss Ria.â
âHoo. If thatâs the reason, I will accept it with a generous heart. Thatâs a good ambition! Go, Dillian!â
A smile did not leave Dillianâs face, who had a strange misunderstanding alone.
Thus, as soon as Ria entered the house, a halo was shining.
âWhatâs that? Those eyes.â
What Ria saw was the mellow eyes. Dillian looked at Ria with sweet eyes without realizing it.
Dillian also didnât know. Ria didnât know either.
How the relationship between the two is changing. Where is it heading.
âI have installed the barrier stone, so it will be okay now.â
âBut itâs not that safe, isnât it?â
âThen we need to figure out a way quickly.â
âThatâs right. We have to find a fundamental solution.â
The two, who agreed, laughed as their eyes met.
âI should leave asap with Miss Ria.â
âWhen May comes, Iâll send Dillian home and leave.â
They fell into different dreams while eating the same dishes at the same house and table.
Time flies, and a month has passed since I was with Dillian.
I thought weâd be together for as long as fifteen days, but a month!
As I sighed heavily as if the ground was about to collapse, Dillian approached.
âIs there still no news?â
âYes. She needs to come soonâŠâ
âOf course. May is strong, so she will be okay. What Iâm worried about is not that side.â
Looking out the window while my hand on chin, I turned my head and stared at Dillianâs eyes.
âItâs Sir Dillian.â
Dillian blinked, perhaps it was an unexpected answer.
âWere you worried about me?â
âOf course. Who else am I worried about if itâs not Sir Dillian?â
Should I worry about Nathan who eats well and sleeps well? Of course, I should worry about a time bomb that I donât know when it will explode.
âThat makes me feel good.â
Dillianâs face blossomed like a flower in full bloom. He opened his eyes gently on his shining face as if it had only illuminated him.
âIs treated like a time bomb that good? Anyway his taste is really something.â
âPlease keep worrying about me.â
âYou donât have to say that, Iâm doing it everyday.â
His eyes, which had a warm energy like spring, soon subsided coldly by the words that followed.
âYou have to go home as soon as possible but youâre tied up, so youâre worried. You miss your family, right?â
At the sudden change of atmosphere, I rolled my eyes then I gently patted the back of Dillianâs hand.
As expected, I shouldnât have brought up a story about his house.
âWhen May comes back, I will ask her to send Sir Dillian home as soon as possible.â
âHonestly, I didnât know it would take this long. I want to send you soon⊠Iâm sorry.â
âHa. What are you talking about?â
Dillian burst into laughter as if he was exhausted.
Is he not believing me? But if itâs May, she can do it tho.
âI understand that youâre feeling anxious. But if itâs May, Iâm sure it will be safeâŠ?â
Tap, Dillian covered my mouth.
âStop, stop talking.â
Feeling somewhat frustrating, Dillian swept up his bangs roughly.
âWhatâs the reason youâre trying to get me out of this house?â
âReason? Of course Sir Dillian needs to get back to where you lived. And as long as the location is discovered, you canât stay here forever.â
âThen we can go somewhere else together.â
What heâs talking about. I smiled and waved my hand.
âYouâre kidding. My house is here, where am I going?â
âThen, this is where Iâm going to be.â
Smiling awkwardly, I closed my mouth when I saw Dillianâs eyes.
Those eyes were sincere. He was really thinking of staying here.
I jumped up and grabbed Dillian by the arm.
âWait, why? Now, you will be able to find out what youâve been curious about! Family too! Friends too! Even who you were. Everything!â
âIâm not curious anymore.â
Youâre not curious? Arenât you so curious that you annoyed me a lot!
âLetâs stop talking about that. Iâm going to get up now.â
Dillian hid himself without any time to hold onto him.
âWhatâs wrong with him?â
âWhat do you mean what. Itâs his silly intentions.â
âSir Dillian. We need to talk.â
âIâm busy right now. Letâs do it in the evening.â
âI will clean up the snow in the yard first.â
Didnât know what made Dillian uncomfortable that he didnât give time to talk.
As he disappeared repeatedly, it was difficult to even talk to him once, even if I barely talked to him, he avoided it like a loach.
âYouâre really doing all sorts of things.â
Whenever that happened, Nathan jumped around and looked at Dillian. And I am doing the same.
That was definitely his silly intention to not to leave the house.
âIt doesnât make sense. Whatâs so good about the countryside that makes him want to stay here?â
I will understand if he feels anxious because thereâs no memories. However, no matter how I looked at it, Dillian was fine.
As expected, in-depth dialogue was needed.
âThis time too, just you try to avoid it.â
As I approached the sofa where Dillian was, I called him with a solemn face.
âSir Dillian. This is not the time for you to avoid me.â
Finally, we can communicate!
âI need to cut firewood before the sun goes down.â
âWhat? No. I could do thatâŠâ
I hurriedly raised myself, following Dillian, who was moving as if he was about to leave.
In the meantime, my body went back. I was wondering what it was, I stepped on the laundry and fell back.
Everything looked like slow motion. Dillianâs surprised face with his hand stretched toward me and Nathan flying late from the room.
I closed my eyes to the pain that would come soon.
Boom. A loud sound came together with a body that hit the floor, but the pain that Iâve been waiting for, didnât come.
When I opened my eyes, there was Dillian right in front of me. It was close enough to intertwine each otherâs breaths.
Spitting out like a sigh, Dillian touched my forehead with his forehead.
The crumpled red eyes disturbed the view.
âAbout you. So careless. Youâd better be careful.â
The occasional informal speech lightly rebukes me.
âIâm afraid youâll cause an accident so I canât turn away from you.â
The last word was close to talking to himself. Dillian, who slowly raised me by pulling my hand, looked at my body.
Then Dillian sighed deeply.
If I feel it like he feels a relief, arenât my eyes crazy?
Looking at Dillian, I was surprised to see the back of his hand.
The back of his hand was red and red, it was a painful color.
âSir Dillian, your hand!â
âAh, this is nothing.â
In fact, Dillian didnât think much about his injury.
âWhat do you mean itâs nothing! Itâs starting to bloat!â
The words of bruise came out of my mouth.
I changed and reacted fiercely, I was angry at the sight of him who did not know how to cherish his own body.
Feeling guiltless, I chewed my lips, Dillian gently pressed my lips with his thumb.
He slowly lifted my chin.
âWhy is Miss Ria angry?â
The eyes that looked at me were persistent.
â⊠I donât know either.â
So annoying. When I turned my head, Dillian slowly stepped back from my side.
âMiss Ria is not honest.â
Worried that he would run away again, I quickly reached out.
Ignoring the prickly pain, I pulled Dillianâs arm.
âAre you going to run away again?â
As he bent, he lifted the clothes I stepped on and made me fall on.
âIâve been curious about this for a long time, whose clothes are these?â
The clothes were what Dillian had worn over the past month.
Dillian gets suspicious why there are menâs clothes in a house of a woman who lives alone.
âIs that what I know?â
What does Dillian knowâŠ? I donât know what it was, but that clothes was a means to protect me.
I donât want to say it myself, but I look pretty decent, I have wealth, and I have good skills.
As I live in a small rural village with a high spec, there were more than one or two brat who approached me with a cunning heart.
âClothes of the person I live with.â
It was a kind of shield that created a fake lover or spouse.
âIt was all thanks to May.â
May handed me over the menâs clothes I donât know where she gets, saying that there should be at least such a put up in this difficult world.
âThis canât stop everything, but itâs better than nothing.â
âHang with your clothes together. If someone is flirting, just say you have a husband.â
âThen later, if thereâs a good guy, bite his neck and make him your husband. Got it? Thatâs how you avoid dangerous guys.â
May, when will such a man appear? Is there?
I made eye contact with Dillian, who stared blankly at my face.
As expected, this person was the most dangerous.
âTogether⊠Is that what I think it is?â
âYes, honey, itâs my dearâs clothes.â
Dillian paused at the awkward title. The eyes that looked at me were shaking.