My Past Life is Riddled With Many Sins - Chapter 43
Her limbs felt like they might crumple and disappear. However, she couldn’t think of a statement less fitting for Yekarna. Yekarna would never say such a thing, she was always struggling to avoid any connection.
Facing his narrowed eyes, Regina smirked inwardly.
‘Confused, aren’t you, Friedy? Isn’t it perplexing? Shouldn’t Yekarna have run away without looking back? Isn’t something off?’
Now, hurry and conclude that I might not be Yekarna. Then, since there’s no reason to bother an innocent commoner woman, leave without laying a finger on her.
“Only that?”
Her sweet dreams were shattered by his unsettling question.
“Excuse me?”
“Marriage would be taking responsibility, right?”
His sweet response came as he reached between Regina’s thighs. She gasped and clamped her legs shut, preventing his hand from moving.
“Just, just a moment. People from the temple can’t marry, right? So how can you say you’d take responsibility?”
“I could leave the temple.”
His straightforward answer left Regina speechless. Was he serious? Nonetheless, she couldn’t just let this go.
“I haven’t even considered marriage yet.”
“So, you were planning to use me and discard me?”
Hearing such words from Friedrich’s reincarnation felt surreal. Her Friedrich wouldn’t say such things…
“It would be too much of a burden for me if the Senior’s career path changed because of me.”
“Why? Because ruining my life once is enough?”
His piercing words made Regina struggle to maintain her composure.
“What are you talking about…?”
She felt his scrutinizing gaze as she tried not to let her pounding heart show. Acting isn’t just about skill. It’s about the thickness of the face one can put on.
As befits Yekarna’s reincarnation, she resolved to be as brazen as possible. At that moment, a warm palm caressed her cheek.
“It seems you’re quite mistaken.”
He said, his thumb gently sweeping beneath her eye.
“If I leave the temple because of sleeping with you, it’s my choice. I decided, so it’s not like you ruined my life. And that is…”
He was about to say something but stopped, sealing his lips. Regina, who had been quietly listening, became frustrated as the conversation cut off just when it was getting interesting.
“And that is?”
“That part is something I should only discuss with the person involved. You’re not her, are you?”
He replied teasingly, removing his hand from her face.
Regina’s expression turned complex. To stir curiosity and then withhold the answer—it felt infuriating.
‘Could it be that he was about to say it was consensual in our past lives?’
That it wasn’t just one sided from Yekarna, but that he had feelings too…
‘That’s impossible.’
It felt like a shamelessly hopeful speculation. Regina felt disgusted with herself for reaching a point where she might rationalize crimes. It echoed the delusional justifications of those who harass others, claiming, ‘They enjoyed it too. They flirted first, so I’m innocent!’
Although Yekarna was undeniably a sinner, at least she had the awareness not to blame others.
‘Could it realistically have been consensual?’
He had been ambushed in his bedroom. As Friedrich, given her status as a princess of the country, he probably couldn’t have refused.
Regina’s thoughts drifted to that day. Friedrich, his sacred silver hair flowing long, was dressed in pure white. He was prepared to formally become a priest the next day, hence in a state of utmost purity.
Even when he discovered Yekarna invading his bedroom, he merely looked surprised and did not raise his voice. Instead, he worried about the scandal it would cause for her reputation if it became known that a woman entered a man’s bedroom at such a late hour.
“Your Highness, I understand you must have urgent matters to discuss at this hour, but if someone else were to see…”
What had Yekarna said to that innocent Friedrich?
“Just take it off.”
“Why would you command such a thing?”
“I wish to take you.”
Friedrich, who had maintained his composure until then, began to stammer like a wooden puppet.
“What do you mean by take me? Do you mean to make me yours?”
“I have no bizarre hobby of stripping people and taking oaths of allegiance. I have come to share a bed with you.”
“….I am entering the temple tomorrow.”
“I know. That’s why I came today.”
Yekarna, unabashedly, began to undress while making a threatening proposal disguised as an offer.
“Become my spouse, Friedrich. Even if you refuse to be my spouse, I will not stop.”
What followed was… She discovered that the face of a man drenched in tears could be quite arousing. Friedrich’s reddened eyes, gasping in a pleasure he had never felt before, was an unforgettable sight…
‘Oh.’
Regina found herself in a dilemma.
Just recalling that moment was enough to set her body ablaze. It was a natural reaction for a healthy woman, but the timing was terribly inconvenient. Being physically close to the person in question only intensified her feelings.
As her throat dried and she inadvertently swallowed, their eyes met.
Seeing his smile, she realized.
‘I’ve been caught.’
It was obvious. They were a couple, after all. How could he not know? He would be able to tell just by looking in her eyes whether she was excited.
He seductively lowered his eyes and lightly flicked his hand, which was wedged between her thighs. His fingers tapped lightly on the inside of her thigh, causing her stomach to involuntarily tighten.
“Do you have a taste for men who cry and moan well in bed? Because I do that.”
She clenched her teeth. It drove her nearly mad.
It reminded her of the Friedrich from her past life.
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