Chapter 70: Miss Veya, Wait—Something’s Off About You Today!
Chapter 70: Miss Veya, Wait—Something’s Off About You Today!
Lin Wei had never seen Veya like this before. In truth, there had only been two such moments—and the last was the night they first met.
That evening had been utterly unremarkable: a simple night spent camping in the wild, when he’d unexpectedly come across Veya—a self-proclaimed fool—who, pushed to the brink by work stress, had chosen to end her life.
Even though she later insisted she’d only wanted to “cool off for a bit,” no matter how she tried to explain it, jumping alone into a river was hardly anyone’s idea of relaxation. However you painted it, it was a lie.
And now… that same look had returned to her face.
Miss Veya, clinging tightly to him, offered no reply. The cold, aloof image she usually carried had vanished without a trace.
All that remained was the trembling of her shoulders and the sound of muffled sobs—a woman utterly overwhelmed by a grievance too heavy to bear.
“Why don’t you come inside with me, alright?”
He felt her grip on his hand tighten just a little. Swallowing his own anger, Lin Wei slipped his arm beneath her, lifting her gently and carrying her into the room.
“Now, about—” He didn’t even finish his question.
In the next instant—
The woman who had been quietly weeping on his shoulder suddenly reached up, cradled his face in her hands, and pressed her lips to his.
Her lips were warm and soft, unexpectedly damp—a sudden rush of sweetness, like flowers and fruit bursting in his mouth, gentle and ephemeral as clouds.
And at the corner of their lips, he tasted the faint, salty trace of tears.
Lin Wei opened his eyes and looked at his wife. Her eyes, usually a brilliant gold, were now rimmed with red, so pitiful in that moment that he couldn’t possibly turn her away.
Most striking of all were her eyes: where there had once been dazzling gold, now only the purest, most primal blue remained, as if all her faith in the goddess Alicia had drained away.
“Lin Wei… Lin Wei, hold me tighter.”
“It’s so hard… I don’t think I can hold on anymore.”
What on earth had happened to her? Was the pressure at the Holy Church really so unbearable—even Veya couldn’t handle it?
Faced with her silent plea for comfort, all shame abandoned, she clung to him as if she wished to melt into his very being, seeking help in the most vulnerable way possible.
Her warm breath grazed his neck, her alluring scent enveloping him—every last bit of her a temptation turned up to the highest degree.
“Aren’t I already holding you?” Lin Wei teased gently. “Or… do you want me to take you to the bedroom and really help you relax?”
He paused, then realized what she truly meant.
“Mhm!” Veya nodded, her gaze dazed, all traces of embarrassment gone.
It was rare to see her so forward. But if that’s what she needed, then as her husband, wasn’t it his duty to care for her? He had no ulterior motives—he was simply answering her call for comfort, nothing more.
“I really can’t say no to you,” Lin Wei sighed, a helpless smile on his lips. “Alright then, let’s get you settled—by force, if I must.”
With that, he scooped her up and carried her straight to the bedroom, determined to use his most reliable method to thoroughly comfort her.
An hour later…
“Veya, you’re in surprisingly good shape today. Can you call me ‘Master’ just once?—Wait, you’re actually going to do it?”
Two hours…
“Oh wow, you’ve got nothing left and you’re still not giving up? I wonder how much longer you can last?”
Three hours…
“You’re begging me to stop while also asking for more—what exactly do you want, huh? Honestly, you’re something else tonight. Is this your true strength?”
Four hours…
“Seriously, what’s gotten into you today? Wait, hold on—stop for a second! Miss Veya, something’s not right with you!”
Six hours later.