Chapter 23

I thought it might not have been. The touch of his sweet lips on the back of her red hand and his hot breath slowly reminded me of Elena’s face.

“What would you do if I said I would stay at Bacchus?”

“I watched secretly every time I went to Bacchus with the knights. It wasn’t easy because you were almost only in the kitchen, but I thought you liked me too. I got an angle…..I mustered up the courage to take an adventure.”

“Oh, did you know?”

A nice smile spread across Wood’s face as he kissed the back of her hand several times. His wet blue eyes and softly curved eyes were so beautiful that it broke my heart.

“Yes, it took me a long time to figure that out, but the moment I became convinced, I was very happy. The first day you entered this mansion, I was so excited that I couldn’t sleep well.”

Tears flowed incessantly when he thought that Wood’s heart might be bigger than her own, exactly the same as hers. Losing her parents at a young age, being kicked out of her home, being abused by her relatives, and working hard at Bacchus, she had countless times of luck, but this was the first time she cried out of joy.

“Don’t cry, Elena. It breaks my heart when you cry.”

“I’m crying because I’m happy.” Wood’s hand carefully caressed Elena’s skinny cheek, wet with tears. It was too warm. Wood, who kissed the back of her burnt hand deeply once again, whispered to Elena.

“I have a favor to ask. Those words you said earlier in the garden. Could you do it again?”

“…I like you, Count.”

When she confessed her feelings in a trembling voice, great joy spread across his face. The hand holding Elena’s back was tense, and the palms were sweaty with tension.

“From the first day I saw you at Bacchus until now, I’ve loved you for more than two years. I thought I’d have to hide it until I die…… I can’t believe the Count felt the same way as me.”

“It will not be of the same mind.”

“Yes?”

“I miss you alone, and the time I’ve been waiting for is much longer. It means that my heart is many times bigger than yours.”

“Count.”

“I have a question for you. Can you answer me clearly without avoiding it?”

“…as much as you like.”

Maybe it’s because I’m alone with Wood. Or is it because he knew that she had developed his heart for a longer time than she did? If that’s not the case, maybe it’s because she can see that he, who always looked confident, is just as trembling as she is. He was no longer difficult.

“May I specifically ask what it is that you mean when you think of me every night?”

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