Chapter 46: Ever So Happy
Ailea blushed. “I… I can’t just do that, you know…?”
Clint walked out of the spring water. “No one’s going to see you.”
“But you’re going to see me…”
Clint smirked. “Can’t your husband look at you?”
Ailea looked at him with narrowed eyes.
“It’s a joke! I’ll turn around!” Clint laughed mischievously.
“Hmm… does it feel… nice?” Ailea asked in a voice filled with hesitation.
“Of course.”
“Then… make sure no one looks at me, please.”
“No one will come. It’s my territory.”
Clint went a little further away from the hot spring water and turned around. Meanwhile, Ailea took off her dress. She did not wear a corset today, but a black dress on top of a white underdress that shaped the waist of her black dress. The dress rolled down from her waist, and a delicate body wearing only a white underdress was revealed.
“Don’t turn around, okay?”
“It’s fine. I can’t see you.”
After she received a definite answer, she took off all her clothes and went into the hot spring water. It felt warm and soft.
“Ah… it feels good…”
Clint became nervous; she was making strange voices.
“Don’t make weird voices…”
“Yes?”
“Such voices…”
Clint carelessly turned around, forgetting that she had undressed. Fortunately, Ailea was turning away and she did not notice him looking at her. Clint’s eyes bulged and immediately turned around, his back facing her. The sight of her back that he saw for a moment was endearingly beautiful. Slender waist and round-shaped buttocks that he feared he would break with his touch. Her arms and legs were long compared to her short height.
“I’m going crazy,” Clint sighed.
He rubbed his red face without realizing it. Even her black spots made him feel strange. It accentuated the beauty of her body. Was his preference changing? But the thought of Captain Ron finding out that he peeped a look at Ailea sent shivers down his spine. The captain would surely grab him by the throat. Clint recognized for the first time that he was overly concerned about Ailea. He was not aware of this at first, but his beating heart spoke many words.
“It’s because she’s Ron’s daughter,” he muttered with a slightly perplexed look.
***
Ailea came out of the spring water after washing her body and hair clean. She wore the clothes she took off. Clint brought a towel in the picnic basket. When it came to caring for women, no one but him knew it best.
“I wore everything,” Ailea said, putting on her shoes.
Clint turned around as Ailea squeezed her hair dry.
The sun was setting and black paint slowly smeared the sky. Ailea remembered to bring an apple pie and brought the picnic basket with her. She went outside for the first time and laughed happily, the first in a while. Raising the basket with both hands, she asked Clint, “Do you want to eat the pie now?”
She had never gone this far out since she was thirteen. The only memories she had was when her father was alive. She was young then. She felt her heart piercing.
Lovely curved eyes, straight line-nose, and lips that attracted one’s attention while smiling… all of them belonged to a pretty girl with a small face. Clint stared at her face happily and she turned away in embarrassment.
“I’m sorry.”
“….”
What was she sorry about? At that moment, a pit fire of anger lit within his head. He was simply admiring her. What was she apologetic for? There were moments he recalled Ailea thinking of herself as hideous and unworthy of love. Was it because she lived a life of solitude? Had her mind wandered to the dark abyss? Or was it more? Did it have to do with Lawrence?
Ailea, who cut off half of Clint’s rationality through her simple words, sat on the ground and pulled the apple pie out of the basket.
“I’m hungry after playing around in the water…”
“….”
“Have some.”
Ailea took a piece and put it on Clint’s hand.
Clint looked at her tenderly and asked, “Why were you so happy the day that I proposed to you?”
Chapter 46: Ever So Happy
Ailea blushed. “I… I can’t just do that, you know…?”
Clint walked out of the spring water. “No one’s going to see you.”
“But you’re going to see me…”
Clint smirked. “Can’t your husband look at you?”
Ailea looked at him with narrowed eyes.
“It’s a joke! I’ll turn around!” Clint laughed mischievously.
“Hmm… does it feel… nice?” Ailea asked in a voice filled with hesitation.
“Of course.”
“Then… make sure no one looks at me, please.”
“No one will come. It’s my territory.”
Clint went a little further away from the hot spring water and turned around. Meanwhile, Ailea took off her dress. She did not wear a corset today, but a black dress on top of a white underdress that shaped the waist of her black dress. The dress rolled down from her waist, and a delicate body wearing only a white underdress was revealed.
“Don’t turn around, okay?”
“It’s fine. I can’t see you.”
After she received a definite answer, she took off all her clothes and went into the hot spring water. It felt warm and soft.
“Ah… it feels good…”
Clint became nervous; she was making strange voices.
“Don’t make weird voices…”
“Yes?”
“Such voices…”
Clint carelessly turned around, forgetting that she had undressed. Fortunately, Ailea was turning away and she did not notice him looking at her. Clint’s eyes bulged and immediately turned around, his back facing her. The sight of her back that he saw for a moment was endearingly beautiful. Slender waist and round-shaped buttocks that he feared he would break with his touch. Her arms and legs were long compared to her short height.
“I’m going crazy,” Clint sighed.
He rubbed his red face without realizing it. Even her black spots made him feel strange. It accentuated the beauty of her body. Was his preference changing? But the thought of Captain Ron finding out that he peeped a look at Ailea sent shivers down his spine. The captain would surely grab him by the throat. Clint recognized for the first time that he was overly concerned about Ailea. He was not aware of this at first, but his beating heart spoke many words.
“It’s because she’s Ron’s daughter,” he muttered with a slightly perplexed look.
***
Ailea came out of the spring water after washing her body and hair clean. She wore the clothes she took off. Clint brought a towel in the picnic basket. When it came to caring for women, no one but him knew it best.
“I wore everything,” Ailea said, putting on her shoes.
Clint turned around as Ailea squeezed her hair dry.
The sun was setting and black paint slowly smeared the sky. Ailea remembered to bring an apple pie and brought the picnic basket with her. She went outside for the first time and laughed happily, the first in a while. Raising the basket with both hands, she asked Clint, “Do you want to eat the pie now?”
She had never gone this far out since she was thirteen. The only memories she had was when her father was alive. She was young then. She felt her heart piercing.
Lovely curved eyes, straight line-nose, and lips that attracted one’s attention while smiling… all of them belonged to a pretty girl with a small face. Clint stared at her face happily and she turned away in embarrassment.
“I’m sorry.”
“….”
What was she sorry about? At that moment, a pit fire of anger lit within his head. He was simply admiring her. What was she apologetic for? There were moments he recalled Ailea thinking of herself as hideous and unworthy of love. Was it because she lived a life of solitude? Had her mind wandered to the dark abyss? Or was it more? Did it have to do with Lawrence?
Ailea, who cut off half of Clint’s rationality through her simple words, sat on the ground and pulled the apple pie out of the basket.
“I’m hungry after playing around in the water…”
“….”
“Have some.”
Ailea took a piece and put it on Clint’s hand.
Clint looked at her tenderly and asked, “Why were you so happy the day that I proposed to you?”
