History at the Library - Chapter 156

Always a Happy Ending (3)

Aiden comforted her by patting her on the back without saying a word. The big, hard body that was left in the arms had a lot of willpower just by hugging it.

“If you’ve shared such a fervent confession, at least stay with me while I sleep.”

“I’m sorry, I had something to work out right now.”

He gently apologized and asked, sweeping her wet bangs with his fingers.

“Was it very scary?”

It was a worried look. Vivian nodded unconsciously and looked up at her palm for a moment, as if wondering.

Was it scary? The hand in the blanket was warm. It was a good response compared to the fact that she always shuddered and couldn’t sleep at night after having these off-the-top dreams.

Vivian recalled her mother’s last-minute look just before she woke up from her dream. The last time she took her own life has been imprinted on her mind and turned more horribly and brutally in her memory.

But today’s dream was a little different. At the moment when she stared at herself in her dream and closed her eyes, she seemed calm as if she had found eternal rest.

I don’t know if I just wanted to believe that myself.

Dreams are still a reflection of unconsciousness. But Vivian thought it would be nice if it were just self-satisfaction. She didn’t want to remember her mother’s last moments in that way anymore.

The resentment that she had abandoned herself like that was worn out in time, making her worn out just to have such negative feelings. She thought she could let her go. She wanted to.

I’m happy, mother.

Looking back on her life, she never thought it was a misfortune. Life was about having a hole to breathe even when stuck at the bottom, and finding someone who would show comfort even if they were in pain like death.

That’s what fairy tales are for her, that’s what the world is all about, and that’s what Thatcher is all about. And yet unbelievable, so did the underworld master Aiden.

So, now I can completely let go of the burden of my heart and just remember happy memories, right?

For some reason, she thought her mother might want that for her.

She didn’t know that she could feel the fullness just by loving someone and confirming that they felt the same way. The holes or empty corners seemed to be filled perfectly without any misalignment. It was more than enough happiness.

She leaned her face against his chest with a languid look and slowly clapped her lips.

“Maybe, it’s a dream that won’t be scary anymore.”

“What a cute thing to say.”

Aiden smirked and gently swept her hair. And on the other side, he gestured to the lawmaker, who muttered openly, ‘Hey, I’m angry at the happy ending’.

Kilix slammed the door and left as if he had waited. When the two people shoveled each other, they were pathetic and spared no advice, but now that they were connected, they seemed to want to avoid it because their eyes were cold.

Vivian was startled by the door closing and tried to raise her head. But Aiden kept holding her head against me, telling me not to mind. It was cozy. She was like this, and as the days of foolish agony passed by, she burst out laughing.

“When is Aiden going to drop the honorifics to me?”

“Well, I don’t know. I’m comfortable with this.”

“Do you know that sometimes you talk down to me while pretending to be polite?”

“I didn’t mean to, but…”

Aiden stretched his tongue as he groped his memory. Perhaps because he didn’t care so much about what he said, he didn’t remember much. Originally, he wasn’t the type to be very conscious and speak.

Vivian giggled, rubbing her cheek against his chest like a baby.

“It’s good to hear that you’re comfortable with honorifics. I feel respected.”

There were many occasions when he suddenly quit honorifics, but he was usually angry or sexually aroused.

Sometimes she was scared of his sudden subordinate, but she felt the way he spoke was racy, wondering if he was too excited to lose his composure. So she decided to leave it as it is now. She liked the feeling of being respected as a couple, and they became hotter at night.

Vivian decided not to tell the truth for a little pleasure.

“Respect…”

“It’s good to be respected. I love you like the first time It seems to be saying.”

“Sometimes when I see Vivian, I feel frustrated.”

“It’s the first time I’ve ever heard of such a thing.”

She didn’t expect to hear that he felt stuffy when he saw her out of the blue. Maybe it’s because he doesn’t know where it’s going to go. Vivian mumbled and answered without confidence, and he grinned and shook his head.

“No, I’m frustrated that I don’t know how to treat you. My judgment has already become blurred, and I’ve already become a fool who can’t tell the difference.”

Vivian looked up in surprise. She has heard something similar like this from Julian. When he stands in front of Cardel or Aiden, he feels like he’s going back to his childhood when he couldn’t do anything alone.

What did she say then? She thinks she answered that he liked her that much. She twisted her whole body in embarrassment because she didn’t expect her thoughtless answer to come back to her like this way.