Battle Divorce! - Chapter 25

Chapter 13.1

How did we end up here? Daisy truly hated this. Frantically, she waved her hands.

“No, no, no. I’m happy with my room. I’ve already grown attached to it, so you should settle into yours. I’m sure you’ll love it, Max. Your aunt put much effort decorating it while hoping for your safe return.”

“You were the one praying for my safe return, Izzy. And yes, I’ve seen what my aunt did with the room.”

“…”

“I do prefer my own room, but since you’re so fond of this one, I guess I have no choice.”

He shrugged, correcting her words like there was nothing he could do about it.

Daisy went pale.

“I’ll sleep here with you until you’re comfortable sharing a bed with me. All you need to do is let me know when you’re ready to move upstairs.”

Uhm… says who?

Clearly, Maxim had his own plans. And “sleeping separately” wasn’t part of them.

Of course, Daisy’s consent wasn’t part of them either.

“I-I’m sorry, Max. I’m just not comfortable with sharing a bed yet—”

“You were like this earlier when I suggested taking a bath together. You’re quite shy, aren’t you? There’s nothing to be embarrassed about between husband and wife, Izzy.”

“It’s not about embarrassment. It’s about discomfort.” Daisy corrected him firmly.

Maxim fell silent, tilting his head as if in thought before nodding slowly.

“Well, I can see how it might make you uncomfortable, Izzy.”

Thank the Lord. Is it finally over?

Just as she was about to let out a sigh of relief—

“But for you to grow more comfortable, we need to spend time together, don’t you think? It’s only awkward at first. Over time, you’ll naturally start feeling more at ease.”

…I should’ve known it wouldn’t be that easy.

It was like an unstoppable force meeting an immovable object.

‘Damn it. How am I going to get rid of this guy?’

This was going to be tricky.

Daisy gripped the doorknob pressing into her back, sandwiched between the door and Maxim.

‘Forget about beating around the bush. I need to be direct.’

Every time she tried to be polite, this cunning man found a way to worm through her defenses.

She had noticed, though, that while he was persistent, he did listen when things were explained clearly.

Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes briefly before speaking.

“I’m sorry, Max. As I said… I’m just not ready for that yet.”

“For s*x, you mean?”

“…Yes.”

Daisy let her lashes flutter as she dropped her gaze.

“To be frank, the thought of s*x still scares me a lot. I can’t even imagine doing something so… improper.”

“Hmm.”

“Perhaps it’s because I was in the convent before, but the idea of defiling the body still feels… I feel guilty before God.”

“Oh, so… you’re afraid of having s*x right now. That’s it?”

Why is he asking something so obvious? Daisy nodded, slightly baffled, and Maxim’s expression brightened.

“If it’s s*x you’re worried about, don’t be. We won’t do that tonight. No s*x.”

S*x. S*x. And more s*x.

It was like he couldn’t help himself. Like he needed to prove he was, in fact, a “s*x maniac.”

All she wanted was some peace and quiet while she slept. It was driving her mad.

Her frustration made her grip the doorknob tighter.

“Anyway, I’m just uncomfortable sharing a bed with anyone. I’d really rather sleep alone, so please go back to your room—”

“I told you I’d be patient.”

He stepped in closer, his cool, minty scent filling her senses.

At the same time, Maxim’s gaze darkened as he stared down at her.

Why was he suddenly acting like this? Her heart dropped.

“Don’t you think you should at least give me that much, Izzy?”

“Well, you see…”

“Answer me, Izzy.”

Maxim demanded, his sudden intensity making Daisy flinch. She pressed her back against the door.

In that instant, she looked like prey cornered with nowhere to run.

“I was taught that marriage is about compromise and balance. I’ve compromised on s*x, so you should be able to compromise on sleeping arrangements, Izzy. That’s what I believe makes an ideal marriage.”

He leaned forward, placing his hand over hers on the doorknob. Now completely caged in his arms, Daisy could do nothing but stand frozen.

“Do you have any objections?”

“N-no…”