The Heroine Had An Affair With My Fiance - Chapter 10

Chapter 2

Episode 10

I was stunned by the sudden confession of love.

I forgot to point out that this is crazy bullshit. I was speechless and looked at Duval.

Duval arrogantly raised his chin.

“Was that enough?”

“You’re crazy.”

It wasn’t what I said. That’s what Reynos said.

Duval’s complexion hardened at the unexpected meddling.

“What?”

“You’re crazy.”

Reynos’s face as he spoke was also cold.

It’s good to get angry instead of me, but it can lead to fights. I grabbed Reynos’s wrist as a sign that I was going to solve it.

However, I couldn’t stop Duval’s words that followed.

“I don’t know where he came from.”

Duval glanced up and down at Reynos. His expression was ferocious, but he wasn’t intimidating because he was half a span shorter and had a different physique.

“It would have been better to fall for something nice.”

“Are you going to do it?”

I felt a chill in Reynos. It was such a strong chill that even Duval, who seemed to grab his neck at any moment, took a step back.

Raynos raised one corner of his mouth and ruffled his hair wildly. It was an action that only appeared a few times in the original work, and was only done when he was genuinely angry.

I think that’s exactly what happened when the woman was kidnapped. His eyes completely changed and he killed the criminals horribly.

Judging by the look in his eyes, he seems to be losing his mind even now.

‘Why?’

Have you been that passionate in our acting?

I don’t know what it is, but I wanted to stop it before something big happens.

“Hold on, I-No, Ray.”

It was at that time when I widened the gap between the two of them and intervened.

“Ciela!”

A soprano-toned voice resounded in the waiting room. The sharp air as if walking on thin ice broke at once.

I looked towards the sound. Tyrael, who had just come out of the dressing room, stood there with her eyes wide open.

Like the female protagonist of this novel, Tyrael was very pretty today.

She has shiny blonde hair and green eyes that resemble greenery. A slender body with white jade-like skin. An elegant gesture that anyone would look back at at least once.

There’s a dress-

‘Wedding dress?’

No, I was wrong.

Tyrael was wearing a white dress reminiscent of a wedding dress.

It seems that it is not for everyday use since the fabric was dragged on the ground. Did you come here to get a banquet dress?

“How are you…”

Tyrael’s voice, who had been muttering to herself, slowly faded. Like a person who struggled to hold back the desire to cry.

Then, with both her hands raised up the rich skirt, she hurriedly ran over.

“How is your pain?”

“Me?”

“Yes. It must’ve hurt a lot.”

Ah. Lately, I told May to send Tyrael back whenever she comes to see me with the excuse that I am sick.

Idiot. Do you believe that?

I replied coldly.

“I’m okay.”

“Thank God. I was worried.”

Tyrael’s face as she said that was still full of depth. Besides, it seemed like there was more to say.

From the pattern of her behavior in the past, I could have guessed what she was going to say, but I asked while pretending I didn’t know.

“Anything else?”

Tyrael shrugged her shoulders as if she was about to cry at my blunt question. She soon bit her lip, and murmured in a voice barely audible.

“Hey, Ciela… Are we still friends?”

“Well…”

“Thank God!”

Tyrael smiled broadly at the answer without a single thought.

She seems to be worried about me recently, ignoring her wherever I go. If that’s the case, she shouldn’t have had an affair with my fiance.

Tyrael, fully relaxed from tension, grabbed Duval’s arm tightly. Then she waved her dress.

“How about this?”

She then released Duval’s arm and spun around.

Duval, who had been hardened up to that point, coughed slightly and finally answered.

“It’s okay. It’s pretty.”

“What do you think, Ciela?”

“It’s pretty.”

“Right? Hehe. I’m going to wear it to the engagement party.”

Hah… That’s why you’re asking me

I don’t know what she’s thinking. Is your head alright?

I felt the urge to look into Tyrael’s head for a moment. Perhaps he had the same thought, for Reynos made a sick noise.

Duval glared at him fiercely, not sure if he didn’t want his lover to be insulted.

Tyrael also looked towards Reynos with her wide-open eyes, and only then seemed to notice that he was here.

Like a girl who saw her first love, she blushed shyly. 

Then she said something strange.

“Who…?”

Hey, don’t you two know each other?

Every time she saw him, she blushed, so I thought she knew him. 

Was it just because he was handsome then?

I looked up at Reynos. The expression on Tyrael’s face was like seeing him for the first time.

After all, engagements of high-ranking officials are often political. It wasn’t unusual for some couples to see each other for the first time at their engagement ceremony.

If they don’t have any affection for each other, they’ll just have to get rid of the political relationship.

It was a moment when I thought that this headwind could end sooner than I thought.

Suddenly, Reynos gently wrapped his arms around my waist.

The back of my head touched his hard chest. The refreshing citrus scent from him lingered on the tip of my nose.

Reynos’s opposite hand wrapped around my upper body, and in an instant, I was wrapped in his arms.

Duval’s face hardened when he saw it.

Raynos then made the declaration, raising the corners of his mouth, and clearly provoked them.

“Me? I’m the lady’s lover.”

“…!”

Tyrael’s eyes widened as if quite surprised. Duval gritted his teeth with an angry look.

“Let’s talk for a moment.”

Duval reached out as if trying to get me out of Reynos’s arms.

However, that attempt was thwarted by Reynos’s slight twist.

Reynos, who gave more strength to the hand holding me, spoke sarcastically.

“Where did you learn the rudeness to reach out to someone else’s lover?”

“That’s what I was going to say. Where and when did you learn to flirt with someone else’s lover?”

“Hey, stop talking about yourself.”

He said, raising his hand lightly.

For a moment, I could clearly see Duval’s water-colored eyes trembling as if an earthquake had occurred.

He hid the agitation in an instant and called my name.

“Ciela, talk to me for a second.”

“We can talk here.”

“It’ll only take a little while.”

Seeing the two of us separately, Duval reached out again.

Reynos, who was still holding me and avoiding Duval’s hand, whispered.

“Are you going?”

“No.”

I narrowed my eyes. Then I found Tyrael looking at Duval and me alternately with an expression of ‘what the hell is this?’ and I explained the situation.

“He said he still loves me.”

“…!”

“So don’t do this, you have Tyrael.”

Tyrael’s eyes widened in embarrassment. Duval, even more bewildered, was flabbergasted.

Reynos joined the war to fan the house on fire.

“I heard it too. He said that the person he loves the most is the young lady of Labyrinth.”

“Ah, Young master Essit…”

“No. That’s a lie!”

“Why would I lie? We are friends.”

Tyrael’s face became more confused as I smiled nicely.

Driven by that momentum, I asked the madam, who was standing in the corner like a decoration.

“Didn’t you hear? That this man said he loved me.”

“That, that…”

Madame’s eyes, feeling that she was suddenly in trouble, trembled.

If she says yes, she will get the wrath of Essit, and if she says no, she will get the wrath of Labyrinth.

We were high-quality customers not to be missed.

So, without waiting for Madame’s reply, I scolded Duval, who was smirking.

“Can’t you relax your face? She can’t speak because of you. Do you have anything to say?”

“That can’t be, right?”

Duval hastily denied it, but Tyrael refused to believe him, as it was difficult to dig out the seeds of doubt once sown.

“You said you only love me. You said you didn’t love Ciela anymore!”

“Let’s go out and talk.”

“No, we are talking here! Did you really say that?”

“No, I didn’t. It seems that Ciela heard something wrong.”

“My ears are fine.”

Duval gave a bitter look as if to shut my mouth. However, it wasn’t long before he started working hard to comfort his crying lover.

“Let’s go out and talk.”

“I don’t like it. I hate it!”

Reluctantly, Duval paid for the dress Tyrael was wearing. Then, as Tyrael, who was crying bitterly, was dragged out, he turned around.

He didn’t forget to mouth the next words with a ferocious look at me before he left.

‘See you later.’

‘No.’

Duval, angry at my response, tried to say something again, but Tyrael’s cry grew louder.

‘See you tomorrow. I’m going to your house.’

With a wrinkled impression, he left the waiting room without delay after he left his last words.

The sound of crying out saying he had deceived her and the soothing voice saying no were getting farther away.

How sloppy.