Chapter 84 How Do You Know?
Leaving the reception room, Deborah sped down the corridor without looking back.
Although she thought, Surely, that can’t be, the meaningful smile she had seen last seemed to bother her somehow.
It was like a mischievous prank…
‘It can’t be…’ Just as she shook her head, dismissing the thought as unnecessary.
Something shot out from behind and snatched her wrist.
The event happened so suddenly that a scream was about to escape her, but as if anticipated, something else firmly covered her lips.
“Shh, quiet.”
“…”
Deborah swallowed her breath at the low voice in her ear.
The moment she realized who was covering her mouth, her anxiety disappeared, but her startled heart had not calmed down.
She honestly didn’t understand why he was doing this, but Deborah nodded her head slightly, indicating that she understood.
Seeing her compliance, the hand covering her mouth immediately withdrew.
And she was dragged somewhere.
The destination was a small room not too far from where the two had been.
Clack!
The sound of the door closing was immediately followed by a large hand cupping her face.
“Ah, wait—”
Deborah sensed what was coming next and quickly parted her lips, but she was instantly blocked by his lips overlapping hers, as if he had been waiting.
His movements were somewhat hurried and rough, unlike usual.
Startled by the way he frantically searched the inside of her mouth as if to devour her, she instinctively pushed hard against his chest.
However, his body, like solid rock, didn’t budge at all.
Yet, it seemed her resistance wasn’t entirely useless, as the movement, which had been difficult to keep up with, began to change ever so slightly.
The kiss changed slowly, becoming soft and subtle.
With a distant sensation, as if swimming underwater, the hands that had been braced against the man’s chest fell away limply.
The thought that she needed to go back to the Servant Hall, and thus needed to stop the man’s actions.
All of that had already vanished from her mind.
The action that seemed like it would never end finally stopped long after it began.
Smack, smack.
The man, who reluctantly nibbled on her lips, finally pulled away and stared down at Deborah’s face.
His eyes were drowsy and wet, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her lips glistened with saliva.
Under his insistent gaze, which seemed to engrave each detail into his memory, Deborah involuntarily lowered her eyes slightly.
“…I was going to come today.”
She didn’t know why she suddenly thought that, but somehow—
She had a feeling that was the reason for the man’s behavior.
The exact reason for her abruptly stopping her visits a few days ago.
“Oh, really? I thought you had forgotten completely.”
“…”
As expected, that must have been the reason.
Although he spoke casually, Deborah could read the twisted mood hidden behind his nonchalant tone.
Deborah slowly raised her gaze to look at the man’s face.
“I was a little… tired, I think.”
“…”
“I definitely intended to come yesterday, but I just… accidentally fell asleep…”
Deborah delivered her message as calmly as possible—that she hadn’t gone, but she had originally intended to.
She didn’t know how the man would take it, but she wanted to avoid any misunderstanding because of it.
The man, who remained silent for a long time even after she finished speaking, leaned down and buried his face in her neck instead of replying.
A momentary tickle made Deborah tremble instinctively.
And again, soft kisses fell around her neck.
“W-wait… Ah… Ngh.”
Deborah squirmed and called out to him as the man kissed her closely.
Even though she thought, Surely, he wouldn’t go that far here, no matter what, the memory of what had happened before made it impossible to fully relax.
And unfortunately, her anxiety proved right.
The moment the man’s hand finally reached the end of a button, a startled Deborah grabbed his shoulder tightly.
Since his intended action was blocked, the man’s mood was naturally not good.
Seeing his immediately furrowed brow, Deborah gently shook her head.
“I need to go back now.”
“…”
“And, here… I don’t want to.”
Even though it was an enclosed space, the hallway was right outside the door.
It was possible that someone passing by might stop, put their ear close to the door, and listen to any suspicious sounds from inside.
No, more than anything, she hated the feeling of doing this in a hurried, rushed way.
The feeling that he only wanted her body made her mood sink lower than ever.
So she said she didn’t want to, expressing her refusal to the man with a fairly resolute expression this time.
The man stared at her for a long time, then let out a scoffing, deflated sound with a stunned look.
“Who said anything?”
“…”
“Surely, you didn’t think I would go through with it here.”
“…”
The man right in front of her was the person who had done just that “surely not” thing a little while ago, but Deborah chose not to say those words aloud.
“I’m just covering it, I’m just covering it.”
As if to make her pay attention, the man repeated the same word twice.
The action of trying to unbutton her shirt didn’t quite fit with “just covering it ,” but Deborah still didn’t offer any rebuttal this time either.
Instead—
“If you’re covering it, I think you’ve already done enough.”
She spoke in a quiet but somewhat forceful tone, voicing her true feelings.
‘Look at this.’ The man’s gaze, which stared at her, seemed to say so.
Well, it wasn’t unreasonable for the man to react that way.
Even she was surprised by her own behavior, so how much more surprised must he be?
In fact, Deborah’s attitude had only changed recently.
Of course, the difference was very subtle, and only noticeable when they were alone, so no one would have noticed, but nonetheless—
The shift in Deborah’s attitude likely occurred after their relationship became like this.
Before, she would have certainly been utterly frozen in a moment like this and would never have been able to utter words like those she had just spoken.
But the strange thing was that she wasn’t like that now.
Of course, that didn’t mean the man was no longer difficult to deal with.
Although the sense of distance she felt now was subtly different from before, it was a clear fact that he was still a difficult person for her.
However, despite that, in moments like this, when they were alone, the feeling was slightly different.
How to describe it—she was now capable of asserting herself a little more strongly in front of him than before?
The nature of human relationships, no, the relationship between a man and a woman, was truly strange.
When they stepped outside the bedroom, he was still a person so distant that she dared not utter a single word to him.
Yet, the moment she stepped into the bedroom and was held in his arms, he felt like the closest person in the world.
She had the delusion that he would understand everything and accept anything… to that extent.
That was why she was now doing things she couldn’t have imagined before.
And fortunately, that thought wasn’t wrong.
“How do you know that?”
The tone of his counter-question was slightly incredulous, but thankfully, he didn’t seem displeased.
“How do you know if it’s sufficient or not?”
Seeing the smooth curve of his lips, a subtle smile began to form on Deborah’s face as well.
Deborah used the man’s solid arm as support and raised herself fully on her heels.
Deborah lightly kissed the man, who was only staring down at her, wondering what she was doing.
Peck. Until her lips touched and pulled away, the man showed no reaction.
He merely stared at the smiling face right in front of him, as if mesmerized.
“Are you still not satisfied?
Ha. That adorable question made him let out a momentary, hollow laugh.
The past version of her, who had always rushed to avoid his gaze, was nowhere to be found.
Raymond could feel that the more time they spent together at night, the more the wall the woman had between them was slowly crumbling.
It was exactly in a moment like this.
—By the way, tell Mrs. Charlotte to send Deborah right away tomorrow morning.
That phrase, overheard in passing, had momentarily prompted a mischievous prank.
A truly nasty prank, driven by the desire to watch her cute reaction of being at a loss when she saw him at the place she was summoned to.
Perhaps a certain degree of petty resentment was also involved.
Resentment towards the person who hadn’t come for several days.
As expected, the woman’s reaction did not deviate one bit and delighted him.
He knew she couldn’t be unaware of his intense stare, but her stubborn avoidance of his gaze was both ridiculous and cunning.
He quickly caught up with the woman as she left the reception room without looking back, and took her into a nearby room.
But even when he was chasing her, he only intended to see her face, and there was definitely no other thought in his mind.
So, when he said he had no intention of going through with it in a place like this, he was truly sincere.
Since she had already said she was tired, he couldn’t just do things his own way.
Even if the scent emanating from her neck was enough to make him feel heavy like a rutting beast.
He couldn’t help but blurt out the sulky remark to the woman who was quick to be suspicious: How do you know if it’s sufficient or not?
But what he received in return was this adorable action.
Enough to make his chest feel tight when she asked if he was still lacking.
A moment later, Raymond cupped her brightly smiling face.
“No, it’s sufficient.”
And soft kisses poured down upon her again.
It was a very warm and happy scene.
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