CH 90
When I Stopped Being Your Shadow
The fluffy hair all over her body seems to raise.
She was not confident to look into Enochâs eyes.
âYes.â
Ines answered Enochâs call, fixed her gaze toward the pillow.
Enoch asked.
âWhy do you keep avoiding my eyes?â
ââ¦â¦.â
Really, how can he be so clueless!
Ines glanced sideways at Enoch with resentment.
Enoch seemed to never back down until he heard an answer.
In his persistence, Ines asked back in tears.
âCanât you just pretend you donât know?â
âDidnât I tell you yesterday?â
But Enoch shook his head firmly.
âNow, no matter how much the Countess tries to push me away, I wonât retreat.â
âNo, this isnât about pushing you awayâ¦!â
Ines, who was raising her voice reflexively, frowned.
It was because she felt like she said something that she shouldnât.
âThen what is it?â
Enoch continued.
His angry voice and nervous attitude was strange.
In the midst of the embarrassment, Ines became a little puzzled.
âWhatâs wrong with you?â
Wasnât that image far from the ease Enoch usually showed?
As if he was angry with herâ¦
âAh.â
For a moment, Inesâ eyes grew a little bigger.
Perhaps the reason Enoch kept looking at her mood like that, asking questions, and getting on her nerves.
ââ¦because I feel the same way.â
As much as Ines valued Enoch, so much as she was happy with her actions.
The same may be true of Enoch.
When she thought so, her heart calmed down in an instant as if snow was melting in the spring sun.
âGood.â
Even though she was embarrassed and wanted to hide somewhere right away, she couldnât hide from this forever.
Ines, who was determined, opened her lips.
âIâ¦â
âWhat?â
âThatâsâ¦.â
But Inesâs voice, which drew all the courage out of her mouth, was smaller than the sound of a mosquito.
Of course Enoch didnât understand her.
Inesâs face turned redder and redder.
âI mean, Iâ¦â¦.â
âExcuse me, Countess, I canât hear you very well.â
âOh, really!â
Ines eventually couldnât resist and raised her voice.
âItâs because Iâm excited to be with you! Do you have to hear that from me?â
Ines, who had been throwing a tantrum, paused for a moment.
It was because Enoch was smiling brightly before she knew it.
âWas that why you were trying to avoid me?â
âGosh, thereâs no way Iâm avoiding you.â
Looking at that bright smile, it tickled her heart.
Ines stuttered a little unconsciously.
At the same time, Enochâs smile deepened.
âIâm excited.â
Enoch, who was pondering Inesâ words, whispered softly.
âIâm glad.â
ââ¦â¦Iâm glad about everything.â
Ines glanced sideways at Enoch.
But whether Ines scolded him or not, Enoch had a really happy face.
There was a faint smile in his voice.
âHow can I not be happy?â
ââ¦â¦.â
It was a calm tone that told a very natural fact.
Rather, Ines was embarrassed.
Enoch added cautiously.
âIn fact, Iâm afraid the Countess will regret what happened last night..I was a little worried about that.â
[T/N: Iâm more worried that you still use her title instead of her name during pillow-talk, Duke ಠ_Êಠ]
However, Ines couldnât just listen to that.
She immediately answered.
âThereâs no way Iâm going to regret it.â
ââ¦â¦.â
Enoch stared at her.
Facing the gaze directly, Ines nailed it firmly.
âDid you forget already? Iâm the one who said I liked you first.â
ââ¦Countess.â
âWell, I donât lie about that.â
Ines recalled what happened last night.
Hot kisses. Passionate touch. Ecstasy moansâ¦.
[T/N: my, myâ¦]
And the beautiful man in front of her who made all that time perfect.
âIâm serious about all the confessions I made yesterday.â
The whole thing felt like a dream.
To the point where she could live with that memory for the rest of her life and remember it as the most ecstatic moment of her life.
âCountess, Iâ¦.â
Enoch tried to say something, but Ines was a little faster.
âHow long are you going to call me Countess?â
[T/N: oh, good question..]
âWhat?â
Enoch, caught off guard, looked a little embarrassed.
âWhy, why, why?â
Ines met Enochâs gaze with strength in her eyes.
âJust when we are alone, call me Ines.â
To be honest, the Duke called the Marquess of Attlee, Margaret.
Although he quickly corrected her title to Marquees Attlee but!
She could help but was jealous!
Besides,
âCome to think of it, what exactly happened to the marriage talk with the Marquess of Attlee?â
Her voice came out sharp without filters.
Enoch, who noticed that her mood had gone down in an instant, hurriedly opened his mouth.
âHuh? Why is the Marquess of Attlee suddenlyâ¦â¦.â
âNo, well.â
Ines replied coldly.
âIâve been married to Ryan before, so I just wonderedâ¦â
As soon as she started, Enochâs face hardened.
Ines flinched inwardly.
No, he looked pretty happy just now. Whatâs wrong with him?
âBut honestly, Iâm curious. So if you donât mindâ¦â¦.â
Ines glanced at Enoch, blurring the end of her words.
At the same time Enoch opened his mouth firmly.
âThere seems to be a misunderstanding, so letâs correct it.â
âYour Excellency?â
âIt doesnât matter what youâre curious about me. I can tell you anything. However.â
But?
Ines swallowed her dry saliva.
âLetâs stop talking about young master Gott.â
It was a rare cold voice.
âI donât want to hear his name from the Countessâs mouth.â
âUhâ¦â
ââ¦.Did you feel so low because I talked about Ryan? Really?â
Ines, who was blinking her eyes blankly, asked back mischievously.
âIs that jealousy?â
âThatâs possible.â
To ease the mood. She was going to tease him a little bit.
Rather, Enoch simply affirmed .
Ines was speechless.
âIs it okay for you to say that youâre jealous?â
âWhatever.â
Enoch shrugged his shoulders proudly.
âIâd rather be a little more honest than have misunderstandings in our relationship.â
âThatâ¦â
âPeople say that the one who likes more loses.â
For a moment, Enoch looked down at Ines with a soft, fluffy smile.
Ines grumbled coyly.
âEven if you say so, I feel like Iâm losing now.â
âIâm glad to hear that.â
Enoch smirked.
âIs that why youâre looking at me so seriously?â
ââ¦â¦.â
âHow can you make a personâs heart flutter with every word?â
Ines, who was staring blankly at Enoch, came to her senses.
She hurriedly arranged her expression and asked as if nothing was wrong.
âWell, so. When exactly did you propose to the Marquess?â
In a way, it was an individualâs private life, so it was a question that could be taken somewhat sensitively.
Enoch answered sincerely.
âIt was about seven years ago.â
âOh, seven years?â
It was a long time agoâ¦
Inesâs face felt hot because she seemed too angry about the old days.
Enoch went on to explain softly.
âThe Marquess of Attlee was the daughter of the Count of Lloyd before marriage.â
âIf itâs Lloyd, isnât he one of the most prestigious families in Kaldorov with Marquis of Attlee?â
âThatâs right. We are two years apart in age, but since we were of the right age for marriage at the same age, there was talk of marriage..â
ââ¦â¦.â
A marriage talk.
Enochâs marriage talk made Ines very unhappy.
Even though it was in the past, and knowing that even if it didnât happen, she felt jealous anyway.
She kept making a curt expression.
Enoch shrugged.
âBut itâs all a long time ago. As you can see, the Marquis of Attlee and his wife are very lucky to have each other.â
âBut itâs true that the Marquess liked you.â
âWellâ¦â¦ I canât say no to that.â
Enoch, who was still blinking, smiled brightly.
âAnyway, Iâm here now, not by her side.â
âWell, thatâsâ¦â
âJust like youâre there for me.â
The sun rises in the east, sets in the west, and raindrops pour down from the sky and wet the ground.
It was just a natural attitude.
âMost of all, the person I love is you, not the Marquess of Attlee.â