I Become The Wife of The Male Lead

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Because I want to touch you. Sigren replied proudly.

Yes, thank you very much for giving the honest answer of a twenty-year-old young man.

I tilted my head.

Then are you ashamed of what happened to you?

He calmly shook his head.

I cant believe I was beaten.

I thought I would give it another try, but this time Sigren quickly pulled his hands away.

What a bummer.

When I touch you, please dont incite competition.

I cant help it.

Especially when he was blushing, it reminded me of the past. I know, it sounded a bit perverse to say this. But to be honest, if we didnt look at my feelings of embarrassment, I was actually not someone who was adverse to skinship between lovers. I honestly didnt mind.

And youre the one whos embarrassed when its you whos done everything.

As Sigren muttered those words, he stepped back, and looked at me as if I was a ticking time bomb. As if he was afraid of being attacked by me.

You started it!

Sigren shrugged his shoulders at my silent protest of the unjust assessment.

Its dangerous.

What?.. Am I that bad?!

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Why did I feel like he was treating me like a wild animal now?

Sigren flinched.

Its not like that.

I squinted my eyes.

I wont be on the terrace with you anymore.

Come to think of it, why did every time we come to the terrace something always happens?

Fiona, dont be too angry.

Huh, it was too late to try to appease me.

But I wondered how the hell the conversation became like this.

Ah, we were talking about Livya.

He wouldnt allow me to play with Livya, but rather should play with him instead.

Why would he do that?

I tapped Sigren on his shoulder. Ill have to fix this issue first.

Sigren, dont worry. You are my most precious friend.

Friend?

Oops.

No, its the most precious person.

Sigrens hardened dissatisfied face softened slightly.

Actually, its not that I dont pay attention to Lady Priscilla.

Then?

Sigren then said indifferently. Right, just like youve said, I also think Lady Priscilla is pretty.

I strongly agreed.

Right?

But because of that, she was always surrounded by a lot of people at the ballroom.

Isnt that normal?.

What was wrong with that? Why did he say that as if it was a problem?

Perhaps Sigren truly could read my thoughts. He pinched my cheek and gave me a hopeless look of looks like you still dont get it.

If youre with her, youll get the attention too.

Huh? Ah..hah?!

That is a really useless reason!

I was sure if that sentence came out of my mouth, Sigren would be angry,

I laughed softly.

Are you jealous?

Yes.

That firm answer made me rather embarrassed for asking it lightly.

But it seemed that Sigren was serious.

Imagine our positions were switched.

Then I imagined Sigren surrounded by many young ladies. The scene in my imagination was very bright and glittering. Damn, that was a harem. If that happened, the genre would change.

I answered seriously.

Sigren, you cant be two timing.

Sigren nodded in satisfaction hearing my answer.

Thats right, Fiona. Now you know how I feel

If you want to see someone else, you have to make sure your previous relationship is over.

That was the most important etiquette between lovers. If your mind is no longer there, you should definitely finish it!

.

Sigren paused.

Thats not what I meant.

Really?

If something like that happened, would you sort it out like that too?

I nodded my head. Of course, we should clean it up right away, dont you think so?

Sigrens atmosphere, which had been bright for a while, subsided strangely again.

Whats the matter?

Instead of answering, Sigren bumped his forehead against my forehead. It didnt hurt though.

Then he spoke in a grumpy tone.

I wont tell you this time.

I touched my forehead lightly. Sigren seemed to like to touch my forehead, like flicking or now, bumping his forehead, whenever he complained about me. Was this his retaliation?

Lets go.

Sigren grabbed my hand and pulled me away. In the end, he didnt answer my awkward question. I followed him and calmly shook my head.

Terrace the terrace was also a problem. Because, why did every time we come here, there would be something happening?