I Abandoned the Male Lead Who Cheated with the Villainess - Chapter 222

Ivonne was more inhuman than he thought. And more capable of loving everyone than he realized.

No matter how devoted he was, how much he clung to her, how much he prayed, waited—Ivonne ultimately made the choice to correct everything. For love. To love, for the sake of the person she loved… those words, to Herix, were all just sophistry. He had walked through all of time only to be with her.

“So, Ivonne, only me… only me… please, look at me.”

The words, like a child’s endless whining, scattered once again. With each slow, heavy movement, her slender white body, not even a single thread of cloth on it, swayed gently.

The childlike demeanor from before had vanished. With the increasingly rougher actions, Ivonne’s body, which had been drifting in and out of sleep, began to gain strength.

In fact, Herix found this moment the most pleasing.

It felt like he was pulling Ivonne back into reality, after she had escaped into sleep, into dreams.

It felt like the moment he was pulling Novnie, who had been hiding in paradise, secretly watching him, back into the human world.

“Mm, uhh…”

Before long, Ivonne opened her eyes.

Still somewhat intoxicated by sleep, her gaze seemed unfocused, as if she hadn’t fully processed the situation yet. Her eyelids were heavy from fatigue, and her blinking slowed down noticeably.

Despite that, her lips—the ones Herix had adored—were full of life, swollen and vibrant. How could he not love such a peculiar harmony?

“Herix… uh…”

It seemed like Ivonne was only now starting to grasp the situation, her face gradually turning to shock. It was unbearably cute.

“Did you wake up?”

So he casually threw out such an obvious question.

He didn’t make the foolish move of adjusting his posture in an attempt to continue what he had started, but sometimes awkward and uncomfortable movements brought greater satisfaction.

Even in the brief moment of shifting his position, he didn’t want to let go, nor did he want to give Ivonne the opportunity to regain her composure and think logically.

“Ah, wait, please…!”

Surprised, Ivonne shyly pushed Herix’s bare shoulder away. But it was futile. His skin was slippery, and it wasn’t just because of that; after all the torment during her sleep, her fingers couldn’t find strength.

“It’s uncomfortable… uncomfortable…”

Even though she pleaded, it was of no use. Herix had already sworn to not show any weakness to her. When the last resort failed, Ivonne felt like she might want to cry a little.

‘Seriously, I can never get a good rest on days with no morning schedule!’

She realized she might have to discuss with Johann how to hide her empty morning schedule.

Herix was a monster who tormented her all night yet still attended early meetings, but Ivonne was not like that. On days when she had been tormented all night, she needed to rest in the morning, but even then, the afternoon schedule would inevitably be disrupted.

But who could she blame? The ministers were worried about the royal couple not having a child, and just one word about focusing on succession might result in the Queen’s schedule being canceled. Even if the Emperor was a one-man army, it was still a problem.

“I love you, Ivonne. I really love you…”

Love, love, love. The constant stream of words felt like some kind of spell or hypnosis. The relentless outpouring of love from her partner was suffocating. She could no longer pretend to push him away. To survive the obsessive love he was pouring out, Ivonne tightly embraced his neck.

Finally, Herix felt a sense of fullness, as if his whole body were about to explode. His size was too large, and Ivonne’s too small, so no matter how much he tried to embrace her, there were always gaps, but the reverse wasn’t true.

A small cicada trying to cling to a great tree had to grasp it with all its might. If there was a gap, it would be difficult. So when Ivonne embraced him, Herix was held tightly with no gaps, and that fed the beast starving in the abyss of thirst and hunger. His heart swelled with happiness, as if it would burst.

That’s why Herix’s low voice turned into a hoarse, scratching sound against his throat.

“Ivonne…!”

“Ugh, ah! Herix, eek!”

Ivonne’s voice cracked with breathlessness.

Today, the dawn was going to last much longer.