His Coy Lover

Unexpectedly, Charles suddenly opened his eyes at that moment, startling her, and she quickly rolled away.

Thud!

Zelda tumbled off the bed.

It hurt a bit and was quite embarrassing.

Charles sat up abruptly, leaning over to look.

Seeing her sprawled on the floor, his lips curled up in a smile, but when Zelda got up, his smile vanished, replaced by a cold look.

“Oops.”

Charles’s face tightened.

“Oops, Charles, good morning.”

“Are you silly? Laughing like a fool.”

Zelda rubbed her mouth and nose, feeling a bit sore. “I fell with my face down, but at least I didn’t hit my head. Can’t call me silly.”

“Charles, why did you suddenly wake up?”

Charles coldly snorted, “What? Can’t I wake up? You want to touch me while I’m asleep?”

“… We’re husband and wife, legally married. When I kiss you, it’s just spicing things up in the marriage.”

“I’ve told you before, you don’t understand. You’re just a cold-blooded creature who doesn’t know what love is or how to flirt. When you talk about spicing things up in the marriage, it’s like saying nothing.”

Charles was excellent in many aspects, but Zelda wasn’t entirely satisfied with him when it came to emotions.

Being criticized by his wife for lacking in romanticism, Charles suddenly put on a look of eager learning. “You understand it, you teach me then. Teach me, and I’ll understand next time you talk about spicing things up.”

Zelda felt he made a valid point, but she also felt he was setting a trap for her.

She couldn’t trap this man with her intelligence. To protect herself, Zelda dared not jump into the trap.

“Forget it, I’ll go prepare breakfast. Charles, what do you want for breakfast today? I’ll make yours, but if you don’t tell me, I’ll just make mine.”

He had plenty of people serving him, and he didn’t need her to show affection.

“I’ll eat whatever you eat.”

“Oh, don’t complain that my breakfast is too simple later.”

Zelda went to get changed, heading into the bathroom.

When she came out, she was wearing a plain long skirt.

Charles sat in his wheelchair, watching her change into the skirt. After a while, he said, “You like throwing people over your shoulder, don’t you? Don’t you find it inconvenient to wear a skirt?”

“… Charles, your wife is actually very gentle.”

Stop bringing up her roughness all the time.

Zelda changed into another outfit, opting for a short-sleeved t-shirt and cropped pants.

“Charles, you’re right. This outfit is more convenient. I can run even faster.”

“You should become a police officer, specializing in catching robbers and thieves. I guarantee you’ll catch every one of them.”

“Charles, are you praising me for running too fast, or are you mocking me for not looking like a lady?”

Charles chuckled.

As he laughed, Zelda couldn’t help but lose her composure, mesmerized by his smile.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Seeing her about to drool, Charles teased, “Back to your senses now. You’re almost drooling.”

Zelda stepped forward, bent down to hold Charles’s cheeks, and bit his lips, biting hard enough that Charles felt the pain but didn’t push her away.

“Laughing so charmingly early in the morning, are you trying to make me burst a blood vessel and die? It’s painful to see but can’t be tasted. Uncomfortable!”

Satisfied with the result of her bite, Zelda patted the man’s handsome face and said, “You should smile more often. You look so good when you smile, it’s intoxicating. Frowning all day is too scary. I’ll tell you, when I saw you looking so cold before, my legs would tremble uncontrollably.”

Charles didn’t believe her.

If she was afraid of him, she wouldn’t have slit her wrist in front of him to refuse the marriage proposal, let alone pressured him to marry her after waking up.

Sometimes, she was cowardly.

Most of the time, she was bold and daring.

Perhaps it was because she grew up in the countryside and didn’t know much about him, so she was fearless.

But she didn’t know that it was her boldness and shamelessness that made him increasingly enjoy being with her. Such a person made him feel that she was genuine and wouldn’t scheme against him.

“Ah, let’s not talk about it. I’ll go make breakfast quickly and stew some tonic soup for my mother. I’ll take it to the hospital later. I missed her yesterday and don’t know if she’s feeling better.”

Zelda turned to leave.

Charles watched her go, touching the spot where she had bitten him. She had bitten him so hard that it felt swollen.

Since it was still early, the entire Winston mansion was quiet and peaceful.

The servants who got up early were doing everything quietly, afraid of waking up the masters.

When Zelda entered the kitchen, she found plenty of fresh ingredients. She looked through them and found a variety of ingredients. She wanted to show off her cooking skills and prepare a table full of delicious dishes.