Chapter 50

A well-trained man's body was bound to be beautiful. Especially if it's a body that was born from his skeleton. The line from the nape of his neck to his broad shoulders his, then his stocky back his, and eventually his slender waist his Every time he moved his body his a little, the elastic muscles his squirmed in response, instilling sensual anticipation. But Annette became curious whenever she looked at his back his.

'Why do I seem to see his back often these days?'

Looking down from his own bedroom window was that light. Even when I was sitting in the drawing room drinking tea, I looked out and there was that back. That back…… No further explanation seemed necessary.

Annette did n't like the situation of constantly discovering Lapel's back his. Their relationship is different from other couples, so even when conflicts arise, they cannot be resolved through dialogue. To be precise, Lapel unilaterally refused to communicate. For her to keep running into him. So Annette indifferently took her eyes off his back her today and moved on. For some reason, I felt his shoulders droop a little more than before, but it must be because of my mood .

Back in the room, Annette spread some books on the table. All were books related to religion and temples. She read her books more carefully than ever.

She said, 'If you go to the temple of Odessar, you might run into Celestine.'

The other day she didn't meet Celestine at a garden party at the writers after El Roque. Because she wasn't there either. It was extremely rude to suddenly cancel her party the same day. Especially from the point of view of the ' private guest' who will soon become her crown princess, it shouldn't be like that. Celestine would know that too, but why?

Nonetheless, Celestine did. Thanks to her her, she took on her resentment from the many nobles who attended her party her to meet her. Annette, unaware of this, thought that she had not met Celestine because she had fainted on the way when she ran into her father her. Annette, who belatedly heard of Celestine's absence of her, raised a question.

'Is Celestine avoiding me now?'

If Celestine was the real culprit of the play, she could understand avoiding Annette. When she finally got what she wanted, she seemed to feel guilty again. Otherwise, she could have stabbed herself and avoided Annette, fearing that she would be found out. Because she wasn't the type to manage her expression her so perfectly.

Well, either way Annette wasn't very happy. She didn't care if Celestine tried to avoid her. Because she intended to meet her somehow on her side of her and tell her of her. Her now, but that did n't mean she could have her husband her push her on her back her. She had to walk down from the unwanted spot on her own feet as far as she could. Annette's eyes her grew even sharper as she Peered at the books on the table.

“Whoa.”

Annette took her eyes off the book and found outside the window, which had become dark. He seemed to be so focused that he didn't even notice the time passing. Annette, who got up rubbing her dry eyes, suddenly found an invitation on the sofa.

Has anything like this ever happened before?”

Annette, puzzled, picked up the invitation and looked around. He was an invitation to a party from Count Rusini's family. The person who sent the invitation and the contents of the party were generally ordinary, so there was nothing special about them. Peculiar thing…….

“It's a couple attending.”

After reading the last line, Annette mercilessly wrote “Absent” On it and put it on the table. Later, if Mary, the maid, discovered this, she would convey her refusal her to the Rusini family. Believing that, Annette lay down on the bed with a comfortable mind. There won't be many days to fall asleep here.

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Rafel leaned over her glass as he buried himself on her couch with a dark expression on his face her her.Every time his neck was twisted, the strong drink rushed over him.The dignified gentleman who was watching this from across from him clicked his tongue.

“Drink slowly. Then I'll be happy.”

“Leave it, inspiration. Right now, I'm just hungry.”

Lapel, who rubbed his own wet lips with the back of his hand, replied harshly. At first glance, he wasn't hungry, and there seemed to be a big problem. Well, if it wasn't like that in the first place , there was no way Rafel would come to find him. The old gentleman shrugged his shoulders and asked while stroking his chin.

“Why? I thought he was living a good life. It wasn't long before he reached the level of a sword master, and he even got a pretty wife. Do you know how popular Princess Annette of Bavaria was in Deltium? Everyone thought she was going to be her crown princess her, so they only sucked her finger her. You're the one who snatched her but she really is her. Eh, he looks like a bad guy.”

The old gentleman deftly tapped her toes and scolded her lapel. An unpleasant gorge formed between Lapel's thick eyebrows his. The old gentleman who saw this quickly noticed the problem with the lapel. She wondered, but apparently it was a marital problem. The corner of the old gentleman's mouth began to smirk gracefully.

'Oh my God, that aggressive guy is worrying about his marriagehis!'

This was awesome The jackpot was also an invitation. The old gentleman had been watching Rafel since he was a child, but he had no idea that he would end up having so much fun. , There was a high probability that Lafel, who had revealed his inner thoughts of him, would immediately burst into anger and leave his place. So the old gentleman held the corner of his mouth that had risen with effort and asked solemnly.

“Why? Does your wife hate you?”

“Who she does n't like she…!!”

Lapel's hot voice did not end. He was aware that he was also in a position to be hated by Annette. Their marriage got off to a pretty bad start, but it held up fairly well. And all of this was purely because of Annette's efforts in her. Rafel did not know this either.

But Annette stopped trying. She didn't smile at Lapel anymore, and she didn't ask him how she was doing in a friendly voice. Rafel couldn't believe it, so she continued to hang around her. She wandered by Annette's side of her, she never talked to her like before. She even turned a blind eye to the invitation to accompany the couple that Lapel had secretly put up!

She said, 'She used to love it so much when I asked her to go to the prom.'

Annette seemed intent on completely turning her back on her. The moment she realized this, Lapel's heart sank. She even felt a distant sense of despair, as if she were sinking into the deep abyss. Desperate, what kind of person Annette was to him, and how to unravel these tangled threads. That was the reason why Rafel found the old gentleman in front of him.

“Tsk tsk. I can't see why she is hated by her wife her. You must have had a temper with her wife again? Especially since she is the daughter of the Duke of Bavaria, Allamand, whom you hated. Made up her mind and did everything she could to hurt her. Where should I guess? A woman like you would have scratched her insides by saying that the Crown Princess makes sense and that Bavaria is cunning.”

“Harold!!”

Lapel, who had stabbed her sore spots, couldn't help her temper and yelled at her. If it had been complete nonsense, I wouldn't have been so angry. However, age could not be ignored, Harold's words were all right , so it made me go crazy.

As Rafel glazed at her with her blue eyes, an old gentleman named Harold feigned fear and powered at her. However, his heavy mouth could not hide his pleasure and he was smirking, so it had no effect. One of the few people that Rafel couldn't intimidate.

Knowing this well, Rafel eventually stretched his shoulders and sat down in his seat.A look of pain passed across his sullen facehis.Then Harold cleared his throat and asked with a slightly serious attitude.

“So, have you apologized to your wife?”

“Yet.”

“Eh? You mean she has n't even apologized yet? Tsk tsk, I'm still full. I have no advice for a slob who can n't even apologize to her wife for her.”

Harold looked at Lapel with pitiful eyes and shook his head.Then, Lapel seemed to get angry, and then his facebecame devoid of poison.A weak murmur escaped from between his lipshis his.

“It's not that kind of problem, old man. It's really complicated. To apologize to Annette…… I have to tell you all about my biological mother.”

Lapel's jaw tightened as he pronounced his own mother. It was painful, as if holding back nausea. Annette was a clever woman, and Lapel had no confidence in making up a favorable story about her in front of her. Have no choice but to bring up the story of his mother who was connected to his maternal uncle.

Rafel hated his mother and his mother's lineage his fiercely.If anyone found out about this, he might kill him by any means necessary.So he couldn't even tell Annette.It was better for her to keep her mouth shut when she thought it would upset her.

'She could have been more honest with Annette if it wasn't for this damn blood problem.'

…… For a moment.But why does he care about her so much? Rafel realized something was going wrong.Come to think of it, this isn't the first time he's had this thought.He made his existence his known anew, as the thoughts he had passed inconsiderately every time piled up one after another in one side of his mind.

To begin with, thinking like this was not an act of his own. Just in time, Harold asked Rafel a question in a heavy voice.

“Then what about you? Do you love your wife I mean, she's willing to take her risks her, and she'll reveal her secrets her to her someday.”

“Love? I can't do that…….”

Lapel, who had been laughing at her cynical voice, suddenly blurred out. That I love her, her Bavaria her, her daughter-in-law her? Lapel, who closed her eyes tightly, managed to open her mouth.