Damian knew that Theresa came to visit him every day. But he didn’t open the door. Theresa also seemed to be aware of her mistake and waited for the door to be opened without forcing her way in. Endlessly. Again and again.
Coming out of the hallway quietly, Damian looked down at Theresa, who was shivering and sleeping, leaning against the wall.
“Why did you appear in front of me?”
He thought it was better for her to be dead and bury her on his chest. But when he saw that woman who opened the hospital room door and entered, his heart seemed to stop.
He recalled her face every day until his memory wore away. That’s why there was no way he couldn’t recognize her. He was so angry. Because his first love was more beautiful than his memories, without knowing how long it had been.
“Do you feel sorry for me now?”
She was the woman who gave him everything and took everything away. It was hateful. He couldn’t forgive. So, how on earth can he make her pay back so badly? His vicious desire for revenge welled up.
Those who didn’t know Damian’s inner thoughts described him as a rational, calculating, and cold-hearted person. It wasn’t even true. He was more emotional than anyone else. Hatred, anger, and revenge have always been the best fuel that drives him. There was nothing inside him other than those ugly feelings. No, there shouldn’t have been.
Without realizing it, Damian loosened his clenched fists and touched Theresa’s fair cheek with his calloused fingers from hard times. The delicate, soft skin stuck like it was wrapped around a rough, hard skin. At that moment, anxiety spread through his mind. His heart was beating wildly, and his fingertips were numb.
Vampire. Witch.
Madam Raven had a face worth hearing such a thing. Because she even looked younger than he remembered.
Damian muttered gloomily. “What is your identity?”
The despair of never knowing this woman covered his long hatred.
* * *
I had a good sleep. So I thought. …Why did I sleep well? Not only was there no stiffness in my mouth while sleeping on the cold floor, but I was fine even though I slept with a squat posture. That made me open my eyes in bewilderment.
Ding!
[The Constellation ‘Romance Pass’ has sponsored 100,000 coins.]
[Wooow! Wooow! Wooow! Wooow! Wooow! Wooow! Wooow! Wooow! Wooow! Wooow! Wooow!]
“…”
Why is the constellation being like this again?
When I got rid of the fuss that made me feel uncomfortable, the sight I saw was very familiar. This is Damian’s room in the hospital, right?
The place I lay down for a while was the long couch sofa provided in the hospital room. Then, I turned my gaze toward the patient’s bed.
Don’t tell me he moved me inside? But is it okay for someone with torn skin to do that? Won’t his wound open? With questions welling up in my head, I crept closer to Damian, who was sleeping, not to disturb his sleep.
“Hu… uh…”
Damian was soaked in a cold sweat. He groaned with a frowning face.
“Don’t go…” There was a watery voice that murmured like an abandoned child.
I held onto Damian, who flinched his hand. Then I spoke in a reassuring voice. “I won’t leave.”
Then Damian’s expression slowly became comfortable, as if I had cast a magic spell.
It wasn’t long before he opened his eyes. His sleepy gaze slowly caressed my face. For a moment, I thought that the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
“…?!”
Damian was startled and took a step back.
“What? You.”
Even someone who saw a ghost because they had sleep paralysis wouldn’t be that surprised.
I opened my mouth with an awkward expression. “I thought you were having a nightmare, so I tried to wake you up…”
“Nightmare…”
Damian murmured blankly and then smiled. “It’s a nightmare. Because I had a dream about you.”
Does that mean I was the one who he begged not to go to? Leaving him alone for six years was an unavoidable accident that I couldn’t help. Still, I thought it was something I should apologize for.
“Hey, Damian…”
But Damian didn’t give me a chance.
“Can you please leave now?” He spoke indifferently and began to take off his patient clothes.
Ding!
[The Constellation ‘Damian, Stop Being Handsome’ has sponsored 100,000 coins.]
[I can’t leave because I feel my gravity on his upper body…]
I was at a loss for words at the sudden sight of his menacing upper body.
Damian lifted his slick eyebrows as he placed his hands on his waist. “How far do you plan to see?”
“Huh? Ah, yees. Sorry.”
I was so startled that I didn’t even realize I had spoken informally.
“I wish you would leave when you apologize. I need to change my clothes.”
He took off his clothes to get me out.
The hallway was quite lively. I stood blankly there, like a child, shaking my thoughts about his muscles that produced dark shades and white bandages wrapped around his shoulder that fluttered in many eyes.
Meanwhile, quite a few people came in and out of the hospital room. The occupations were diverse, including aides, doctors, organizational members, and even those who appeared to be businessmen. They glanced at me, who stood there like a scarecrow. Puzzled expressions could be seen on their faces, like saying, ‘Who is that woman?’
Among them, there was a man who showed interest beyond curiosity. “Hi?” He was a man with a knife mark on his face, a man of appearance who did a bad job even by looking at it.
As I stayed still and didn’t respond, the man laughed. He tried to touch my nose.
Slap! The sound of me harshly striking away the man’s hand echoed in the quiet hallway. It was understandable to be upset, but the man chuckled as if it was ridiculous.
“I guessed that you weren’t the type of person with a normal temper, but you’re even cuter with a cold-spirited, right? I heard you’re new.”
He spoke in a cheesy voice. “Where did you roll into our organization? I’ve never seen anyone as pretty as you in my life.”
“Are you crazy?”
“Keke. I like it more because you’re not obedient.”
Ah… At this level, wouldn’t killing someone like him be self-defense?
Ding!
[The Constellation ‘Bet Your Life on Theresa’ has sponsored 100,000 coins.]
[I’ll give 10 million coins to the person who crushed this man’s mouth.]
The man asked, standing against the wall so I couldn’t escape. “Do you want to be my lover?”
“No. Get lost.”
“Don’t do that… Kerg!”
He suddenly flew back and was thrown into the wall. Before I knew it, Damian, who had come out of the hospital room, grabbed him by the back of his neck and beat him up.
Damian asked with a friendly smile. “Have you not heard that she’s my wife? I heard the aides deliver the news to the gang members. Ah, don’t tell me you think it doesn’t matter if she’s your boss’s wife?”
Then, the man fell to the floor with a bewildered expression. “I’m sorry! I was rude because I didn’t know she was Lord Damian’s woman!”
“Just because you don’t know it doesn’t mean everything.”
Damian trampled the man’s hand with his shoe.
“Urgh…”
It felt like his hand would all be crushed.
“Stop it.”
I quickly grabbed Damian and pulled him toward me. However, Damian didn’t budge as he was focused on trampling on the man without even glancing at me. His face was clearly smiling, but he seemed to have lost his temper.
Although the man’s attitude was shitty, I didn’t want bloodshed. With a somewhat stern expression, I cupped Damian’s cheek and pulled him to look at me. “Damian, I told you to stop.”
Damian flinched and stepped back, perhaps surprised by the sudden narrowing of the distance.
This b*stard keeps hurting people while avoiding me like a bug.
While I was making a sullen expression, Damian kicked the man and said to his aide, “Put this away. Don’t let me see him again.”
“I understand. This is why lack of awareness is always a problem.”
The aide clicked his tongue and pointed to the man on the floor. Then, members of a vicious-looking gang approached and dragged the man away.
Damian asked, looking at me. “Why aren’t you wearing that damn veil now?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Damian snorted at my answer, which sounded like a broken AI. “You spoke informally to me just now, Madam. I wish you will stay with your speaking style. Only then will I be able to decide whether to treat you as a new member of the organization or a madam.”
As I hesitated after losing my words, his aide interrupted.
“Why don’t you two have a love quarrel on the carriage? The boutique reservation time is running out.”
More than one or two points needed to be pointed out in his aide’s words.
Damian tried to turn around without saying a word, but his aide called him out. “Lord Damian. If you want to avoid the same thing you just did, it would be better to escort Theresa properly.”
Damian hesitantly reached out his hand with an unwilling expression. When I took his hand, he barely managed to grasp the tip of my fingertips and began to take small steps forward.
“But where are we going?”
Damien replied, staring stubbornly straight ahead. “You’ll know when we go there.”
It was as he said. When I arrived, I realized exactly what the aide said was a ‘boutique.’ It was a luxury dressing room for nobles.
As soon as Damian was discharged from the hospital, I had no idea why he brought me to the dressing room. I thought it was like the cliché that the third-generation conglomerate buys clothes for the poor protagonist, but my head tilted automatically. It was because I’m rich and had many clothes in my dressing room.
“Why are we here?”
When I asked him, Damian asked back why I was asking this question, looking puzzled. “Do you have any decent clothes other than mourning clothes? Even now, looking at what you’re wearing, it is a dark dress, so I don’t think so.”
“…Ah.”
I had a lot of dresses. And they’re all dark…
“I like good in dark colors, and I like dark colors. And to be exact, what I’m wearing right now is dark brown…”
“Don’t talk nonsense and come in.”
Ding!
[The Constellation ‘As Long As It’s Not Me’ has sponsored 100,000 coins.]
[Clyde did the same, but now even Damian dismisses what Theresa says as nonsense ㅋㅋ.]
Ding!
[The Constellation ‘Bet Your Life on Theresa’ has sponsored 100,000 coins.]
[Because that’s our Theresa~]
Damian knew that Theresa came to visit him every day. But he didn’t open the door. Theresa also seemed to be aware of her mistake and waited for the door to be opened without forcing her way in. Endlessly. Again and again.
Coming out of the hallway quietly, Damian looked down at Theresa, who was shivering and sleeping, leaning against the wall.
“Why did you appear in front of me?”
He thought it was better for her to be dead and bury her on his chest. But when he saw that woman who opened the hospital room door and entered, his heart seemed to stop.
He recalled her face every day until his memory wore away. That’s why there was no way he couldn’t recognize her. He was so angry. Because his first love was more beautiful than his memories, without knowing how long it had been.
“Do you feel sorry for me now?”
She was the woman who gave him everything and took everything away. It was hateful. He couldn’t forgive. So, how on earth can he make her pay back so badly? His vicious desire for revenge welled up.
Those who didn’t know Damian’s inner thoughts described him as a rational, calculating, and cold-hearted person. It wasn’t even true. He was more emotional than anyone else. Hatred, anger, and revenge have always been the best fuel that drives him. There was nothing inside him other than those ugly feelings. No, there shouldn’t have been.
Without realizing it, Damian loosened his clenched fists and touched Theresa’s fair cheek with his calloused fingers from hard times. The delicate, soft skin stuck like it was wrapped around a rough, hard skin. At that moment, anxiety spread through his mind. His heart was beating wildly, and his fingertips were numb.
Vampire. Witch.
Madam Raven had a face worth hearing such a thing. Because she even looked younger than he remembered.
Damian muttered gloomily. “What is your identity?”
The despair of never knowing this woman covered his long hatred.
* * *
I had a good sleep. So I thought. …Why did I sleep well? Not only was there no stiffness in my mouth while sleeping on the cold floor, but I was fine even though I slept with a squat posture. That made me open my eyes in bewilderment.
Ding!
[The Constellation ‘Romance Pass’ has sponsored 100,000 coins.]
[Wooow! Wooow! Wooow! Wooow! Wooow! Wooow! Wooow! Wooow! Wooow! Wooow! Wooow!]
“…”
Why is the constellation being like this again?
When I got rid of the fuss that made me feel uncomfortable, the sight I saw was very familiar. This is Damian’s room in the hospital, right?
The place I lay down for a while was the long couch sofa provided in the hospital room. Then, I turned my gaze toward the patient’s bed.
Don’t tell me he moved me inside? But is it okay for someone with torn skin to do that? Won’t his wound open? With questions welling up in my head, I crept closer to Damian, who was sleeping, not to disturb his sleep.
“Hu… uh…”
Damian was soaked in a cold sweat. He groaned with a frowning face.
“Don’t go…” There was a watery voice that murmured like an abandoned child.
I held onto Damian, who flinched his hand. Then I spoke in a reassuring voice. “I won’t leave.”
Then Damian’s expression slowly became comfortable, as if I had cast a magic spell.
It wasn’t long before he opened his eyes. His sleepy gaze slowly caressed my face. For a moment, I thought that the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
“…?!”
Damian was startled and took a step back.
“What? You.”
Even someone who saw a ghost because they had sleep paralysis wouldn’t be that surprised.
I opened my mouth with an awkward expression. “I thought you were having a nightmare, so I tried to wake you up…”
“Nightmare…”
Damian murmured blankly and then smiled. “It’s a nightmare. Because I had a dream about you.”
Does that mean I was the one who he begged not to go to? Leaving him alone for six years was an unavoidable accident that I couldn’t help. Still, I thought it was something I should apologize for.
“Hey, Damian…”
But Damian didn’t give me a chance.
“Can you please leave now?” He spoke indifferently and began to take off his patient clothes.
Ding!
[The Constellation ‘Damian, Stop Being Handsome’ has sponsored 100,000 coins.]
[I can’t leave because I feel my gravity on his upper body…]
I was at a loss for words at the sudden sight of his menacing upper body.
Damian lifted his slick eyebrows as he placed his hands on his waist. “How far do you plan to see?”
“Huh? Ah, yees. Sorry.”
I was so startled that I didn’t even realize I had spoken informally.
“I wish you would leave when you apologize. I need to change my clothes.”
He took off his clothes to get me out.
The hallway was quite lively. I stood blankly there, like a child, shaking my thoughts about his muscles that produced dark shades and white bandages wrapped around his shoulder that fluttered in many eyes.
Meanwhile, quite a few people came in and out of the hospital room. The occupations were diverse, including aides, doctors, organizational members, and even those who appeared to be businessmen. They glanced at me, who stood there like a scarecrow. Puzzled expressions could be seen on their faces, like saying, ‘Who is that woman?’
Among them, there was a man who showed interest beyond curiosity. “Hi?” He was a man with a knife mark on his face, a man of appearance who did a bad job even by looking at it.
As I stayed still and didn’t respond, the man laughed. He tried to touch my nose.
Slap! The sound of me harshly striking away the man’s hand echoed in the quiet hallway. It was understandable to be upset, but the man chuckled as if it was ridiculous.
“I guessed that you weren’t the type of person with a normal temper, but you’re even cuter with a cold-spirited, right? I heard you’re new.”
He spoke in a cheesy voice. “Where did you roll into our organization? I’ve never seen anyone as pretty as you in my life.”
“Are you crazy?”
“Keke. I like it more because you’re not obedient.”
Ah… At this level, wouldn’t killing someone like him be self-defense?
Ding!
[The Constellation ‘Bet Your Life on Theresa’ has sponsored 100,000 coins.]
[I’ll give 10 million coins to the person who crushed this man’s mouth.]
The man asked, standing against the wall so I couldn’t escape. “Do you want to be my lover?”
“No. Get lost.”
“Don’t do that… Kerg!”
He suddenly flew back and was thrown into the wall. Before I knew it, Damian, who had come out of the hospital room, grabbed him by the back of his neck and beat him up.
Damian asked with a friendly smile. “Have you not heard that she’s my wife? I heard the aides deliver the news to the gang members. Ah, don’t tell me you think it doesn’t matter if she’s your boss’s wife?”
Then, the man fell to the floor with a bewildered expression. “I’m sorry! I was rude because I didn’t know she was Lord Damian’s woman!”
“Just because you don’t know it doesn’t mean everything.”
Damian trampled the man’s hand with his shoe.
“Urgh…”
It felt like his hand would all be crushed.
“Stop it.”
I quickly grabbed Damian and pulled him toward me. However, Damian didn’t budge as he was focused on trampling on the man without even glancing at me. His face was clearly smiling, but he seemed to have lost his temper.
Although the man’s attitude was shitty, I didn’t want bloodshed. With a somewhat stern expression, I cupped Damian’s cheek and pulled him to look at me. “Damian, I told you to stop.”
Damian flinched and stepped back, perhaps surprised by the sudden narrowing of the distance.
This b*stard keeps hurting people while avoiding me like a bug.
While I was making a sullen expression, Damian kicked the man and said to his aide, “Put this away. Don’t let me see him again.”
“I understand. This is why lack of awareness is always a problem.”
The aide clicked his tongue and pointed to the man on the floor. Then, members of a vicious-looking gang approached and dragged the man away.
Damian asked, looking at me. “Why aren’t you wearing that damn veil now?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Damian snorted at my answer, which sounded like a broken AI. “You spoke informally to me just now, Madam. I wish you will stay with your speaking style. Only then will I be able to decide whether to treat you as a new member of the organization or a madam.”
As I hesitated after losing my words, his aide interrupted.
“Why don’t you two have a love quarrel on the carriage? The boutique reservation time is running out.”
More than one or two points needed to be pointed out in his aide’s words.
Damian tried to turn around without saying a word, but his aide called him out. “Lord Damian. If you want to avoid the same thing you just did, it would be better to escort Theresa properly.”
Damian hesitantly reached out his hand with an unwilling expression. When I took his hand, he barely managed to grasp the tip of my fingertips and began to take small steps forward.
“But where are we going?”
Damien replied, staring stubbornly straight ahead. “You’ll know when we go there.”
It was as he said. When I arrived, I realized exactly what the aide said was a ‘boutique.’ It was a luxury dressing room for nobles.
As soon as Damian was discharged from the hospital, I had no idea why he brought me to the dressing room. I thought it was like the cliché that the third-generation conglomerate buys clothes for the poor protagonist, but my head tilted automatically. It was because I’m rich and had many clothes in my dressing room.
“Why are we here?”
When I asked him, Damian asked back why I was asking this question, looking puzzled. “Do you have any decent clothes other than mourning clothes? Even now, looking at what you’re wearing, it is a dark dress, so I don’t think so.”
“…Ah.”
I had a lot of dresses. And they’re all dark…
“I like good in dark colors, and I like dark colors. And to be exact, what I’m wearing right now is dark brown…”
“Don’t talk nonsense and come in.”
Ding!
[The Constellation ‘As Long As It’s Not Me’ has sponsored 100,000 coins.]
[Clyde did the same, but now even Damian dismisses what Theresa says as nonsense ㅋㅋ.]
Ding!
[The Constellation ‘Bet Your Life on Theresa’ has sponsored 100,000 coins.]
[Because that’s our Theresa~]
