You Think I Won't Talk?

Chapter 110



Days went by.

As ordinary as they could be lived by us, the remaining days at the duchy passed quickly.

We went to the garden about three times to explore some more and draw a few sceneries there.

It was quite a wide piece of land where the hidden garden was located, so there were a lot of good spots from where I could draw awesome perspectives.

The Duke visited daily too and ate his meals with us as usual. The family dinners continued to show their fake harmony and Paul..... Only visited yesterday night to say his "goodbyes" since today we are leaving early in the morning to fulfil the promised visit to the Royal Palace.

He didn’t do anything though. Just like the day we went shopping with Marianne’s Father, Paul merely seated like a statue next to me after telling me to keep sleeping —which I obviously didn’t do — and stayed until he felt like it.

Thus, right now... I feel like a zombie as I am being dressed up when the sun has yet to come out... By a trope of maids.

’... Someone..... Help.....’

I’m half dead at this point.

That f***ing psycho couldn’t find a better day to be creepy and rob me of the little hours I had to refill the little energy bar this poor body has.

’I swear..... I’ll make it so he can’t have children... He won’t even be able to use it..... I’m sure he’s a freaking cherry boy for how creepy he is..... You won’t get to have your fun Paul... I’ll make sure you’ll die a virgin... Naffy Co***r..... I’ll kick your hanging bo*****s so hard... I swear...’

Cursing inwardly with my eyes closed as the maids did their job at changing me into the new gear, Marianne was aghast at my relentless spew of obscenities.

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