Chapter 87
Macy gestured towards the garden outside the window. Although the rose garden at Baron Shearton’s estate was large, it could not compare to the grandeur of the Duke’s garden. With plenty of time on her hands, she figured she could pass the time by exploring the garden.
“Certainly. The garden in front of the outer palace is for guests. I will have tea brought out there.”
“Thank you.”
Macy left the studio, leaving the painting behind, and headed outside.
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An arched entrance adorned with rose vines came into view.
Stepping inside, she found a neatly paved stone path stretching across the garden, flanked by a profusion of multicolored flower petals. Large ancient trees enhanced the garden’s elegant atmosphere. The mixture of trees, flowers, and stone gave the garden the appearance of a single, unified work of art.
‘Wow… as expected, it’s the Duke’s estate.’
As she ventured further in, the stifling heat seemed to intensify. Summer was gradually ending, but the weather was still hot. Despite this, Macy, dressed in layers up to her neck, could only fan herself with her hand, her face flushed red.
“It’s so hot. Maybe I should have stayed inside.”
The reason she had worn such a covering garment, like a nun’s habit, was clear. Her neck and limbs were swollen as if bitten by insects. Her chest was no better, with distinct bite marks around the n–ple area. These were the marks left from the day she had hugged Eren naked.
‘If I showed up like this with such rumors already circulating, it would only add fuel to the fire.’
Although it seemed that Eren had bitten and sucked excessively, Macy hadn’t expected the marks to be so severe. It was also difficult to blame Eren entirely, considering that Macy herself had become excited from the constant friction of Eren’s skin against hers. The physical contact with Eren had stimulated an uncontrollable level of desire.
‘In the end, I was the one who first begged for more…’
Although Eren had stubbornly kept his promise not to hold her that day, he had still tormented Macy in a lewd manner, as if to reproach her for inciting such desires. The lower part of her body, where Eren’s fingers had freely explored, still ached.
Macy was puzzled and embarrassed by how easily her body responded to Eren’s touch. Macy was so absorbed in her thoughts that she had lost herself to the point of rubbing against his lower region.
“Next time, get undressed beforehand. I’ll make sure to satisfy you until you’re fully content.”
Eren spoke with a deep, sensual voice, with his swollen center clearly pronounced. His voice seemed raw and exposed, as if every detail of his excitement towards Macy was laid bare.
‘Perhaps next time, we’ll actually end up having s-x together.’
Thinking about it still made her nervous, but she felt it might be alright because it was Eren.
Macy was so drawn to him that she could even find pleasure in the lingering pain he left behind, feeling his closeness more intimately with each interaction. Just recalling the memory made her temperature rise; she felt thirsty and tingled below her navel.
Before that, she wanted to sort out her affairs as quickly as possible. However, she was worried that Duke Krygen was not being cooperative.
“Ugh, but where should I go?”
Macy stopped at a fork in the path, contemplating whether to go right, where there were blue flowers, or left, where there were red flowers. She liked both colors, making her decision a happy dilemma.
At that moment, a bright voice came from behind her.
“Is this your first time at the Robes Garden? Can I help guide you?”
“Uh, yes. I’m not sure which way to go…”
When she turned around, her eyes met with someone whose pupils widened in surprise.
“Hey? Macy?”
“Phillips…?”
Phillips was one of the guards who used to stand watch with Morgan. He hadn’t come around since Macy decided to stay at the cabin, so it was an unexpected meeting.
“Phillips! But why are you here?”
“Haha. I work here during the day.”
“At the Duke’s estate?”
“Yes, I help with the garden work.”
He spoke slightly awkwardly.
“I see…”
It seemed that since most of the Name treatment sessions occurred at night, Phillips worked during the day, which was why Morgan stayed at the cabin.
“Macy, what brings you here?”
“Oh, I’m working on a portrait for the Duke’s engagement. I came to explore the garden while I wait.”
“You’re doing the engagement portrait…?”
“Yes.”
Phillips’s expression looked somewhat troubled.
“I really don’t understand what the Duke is thinking…”
“Pardon?”
“Never mind. I’ll help you with the garden tour. Are you interested in flowers?”
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