Chapter 130
After that, it seemed that he let his desires run wild without regard for the unconscious Macy.
What could possibly make him lose his composure like this? What reason could there be to disrupt the stability that Rubens had finally found in his daily life? Rubens stared quietly at Macy.
Her delicate features, from her upturned nose to her full lips, her small face, smooth skin, slender frame, and translucent complexion all caught his attention.
‘Maybe she’s a little pretty…’
No, considering how she stood out even among the well-groomed noble ladies, she was excessively lovely. Moreover, she had astonishing talent, creating beautiful art with such tiny hands.
But no matter how captivating her artwork might be, it couldn’t be the reason Rubens felt this way about her. He didn’t lack the ability to appreciate art, but he didn’t have much interest in the refined pursuits that the aristocrats often called culture.
‘Is this why?’
He had deliberately smeared the stains of his s–en across the Name on her upper body. Even after being tormented, the Name appeared as colorful as if flowers were blooming on her skin. Yes, this must be the cause.
From the moment he first saw her from afar, she had captured his attention.
That ominous feeling of ‘this is bad’ had never once missed the mark. The moment he laid eyes on the little girl, he thought she had a colossal presence that made him want to avoid her. He felt that forming a connection with her would turn his life upside down.
But the girl he had turned away from had eventually grown into a woman who returned to him, pleading with her big, innocent eyes for his love.
How could Rubens ignore her plea? It felt as if she would rather hang herself than face rejection.
Although he believed she was too timid to resort to such extreme measures, the mere thought of it sent a shiver down his spine. When he looked at her, he often lost his rationality. Perhaps he was worried that Macy might harbor ill intentions.
He shouldn’t feel anything at all if this insignificant girl were to leave the world, yet the thought alone filled him with discomfort. Had he put in more effort than he had realized? Had he developed an attachment to such a silly girl?
Love, after all, wasn’t that difficult. There was a part of Eren’s possessiveness that resembled his own.
There was no other woman who drew his gaze as Macy did, and no one else he wanted to sleep with as much as her.
These feelings might not be the noble love Macy envisioned, but there were certainly similarities. Since the act was meant to appease her, this level of emotion should suffice.
Moreover, by using these feelings, Macy would no longer push him away, and any hesitation about having s-x would vanish. For Eren, it felt like a light bulb had switched on, revealing a solution.
“Umm…”
As he applied the bodily fluids to the Name, his thoughts deepened unnecessarily until Macy blinked awake.
“What are you doing?”
“Are you awake?”
Her voice was terribly hoarse. Macy frowned slightly and cleared her throat with a cough.
Noticing that the fluids smeared on her body hadn’t dried yet, she tilted her head in confusion. As she raised her upper body a bit, the traces of their activities from the night before oozed out between her legs.
“Did you… do that while I was sleeping?”
“I don’t mind having an unconscious partner.”
Rubens replied nonchalantly, leaving Macy momentarily speechless.
She hesitated, her mouth moving as if to say something, before belatedly realizing her nakedness and pulling the sheets closer.
Rubens placed her hand on his shoulder and lifted her into his arms.
“Wait! What are you doing? I can’t do this anymore!”
“I’m taking you to wash up. I’m not planning to do anything else.”
“I-I can walk…”
“Go ahead and try.”
He set her down halfway to the bathroom, and Macy trembled like a newborn deer, losing her balance and falling forward.
At that moment, Rubens supported her waist, raising an eyebrow as if to say, ‘Go on, try to walk again.’
“I just need to get to the bath… Ugh!”
Before she could finish her sentence, he lifted her again, hoisting her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
“We did it all night, so what’s there to be embarrassed about?”
“B-but still…”
“After everything, I should at least wash you. I have that much decency.”
While Macy felt achy all over as if she had been beaten, Rubens was in top condition despite not having slept.
Washing her might not be a big deal, but deep down, he wished he could spend the day serving as her hand and foot.
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