Refusing Your Ex-Husband’s Obsession: A Guide - Chapter 188

Chapter 188

Translator: Yonnee

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“Lady Clausent has telekinesis. But she thought of it as a curse and was on her way to the temple. Isn’t it ironic? In Korea, telekinesis would be considered an incredible ability. That’s why Esper Kang Tae-jun was so famous.”

The moment that familiar name reached Ciel’s ears, already ablaze with jealousy, he bristled even further.

“Ha…”

Ciel’s rival from the past. That bastard had irritatingly lingered around his wife for a long time. Back then, however, his wife characteristically hadn’t noticed.

Anxious as he already was, Ciel decided.

He must hasten their marriage. He had already planned for it to happen some time in the future ever since he found out that he and Seohyun had come to the empire together.

The more he thought about it, the more irritated he became. Despite his fondness and adoration for her, he nearly let slip a harsh word. But before that could happen, fortunately, a carriage bearing the Leopardt emblem arrived.

And Irene, as if it were the most natural thing, climbed into the ducal household’s private carriage.

It was such a trivial thing, yet it doused the fire of his jealousy.

“…Are we going to my house?”

Even though she had clearly boarded his family’s carriage, Ciel needed to confirm.

Irene, who had already climbed in and sat down, responded with an indifferent expression and tone.

“Where else would I stay in the capital? Are you going to be unkind?”

“Of course not.”

He quickly responded and hurried into the carriage. Sitting opposite her, Ciel now grinned broadly.

Irene looked irked by his expression, but the corners of her lips were twitching upwards.

“I can’t form the union alone. I need your help a lot.”

Hearing her subsequent words, Ciel felt as if he were floating on air, so elated.

Yes, perhaps…

“As I said, maybe the Goddess brought us together here for that reason.”

And…

“There must be more reasons why fate brought us here as a pair.”

After voicing his hopes, Ciel leaned back.

Just having her by his side seemed to ease his tension. He felt relaxed as if after a hot compress, his body slackened.

Her fragrance was intoxicating, like a high-quality aromatic candle, making his mind hazy.

Ciel wanted to savor this moment with Irene, forgetting the crown prince’s warnings. He experienced a sense of fullness he had never felt before, losing himself in it without even realizing.

His body, which had been held up by sheer willpower, easily collapsed.

“Ciel?”

Her brief call seemed to overlap with a moment from the past. Seohyun’s voice and Irene’s voice merged, filling his mind.

His memory then became patchy. Judging by hearing him called ‘Brother’, it seemed he had arrived home, with Aiden there.

But Aiden’s usual demeanor felt slightly fearful, unlike usual.

A strong voice kept echoing in his head.

Ciel, snap out of it!

He felt a heavy weight dragging him down, an unfamiliar sensation. He had never experienced it…

No, he had been through a similar situation.

In a terrifying rampage from the past, now fading away from his memories.

The signs he had felt then seemed similar to what he was experiencing now. The memory was almost gone, his mind clouded by the sensation of floating and the smell of something burning.

Struggling to regain consciousness like a drunkard, someone caught him with a force similar to the power of his wind. That pressure indicated who it was. He felt an intolerable discomfort.

He started to release his repressed power, but then, a familiar scent hit his nose.

The only person he could trust.

His only support, his lifeline.

No amount of descriptors seemed enough for her scent. He reached out desperately, pulling her into his embrace in one swift motion.

Even in a semi-conscious state, he wanted to protect her from an Esper’s attack. He unleashed his power recklessly, escaping with her in his arms.

From then on, he couldn’t distinguish friend from foe.

Were the ones chasing them monsters or humans?

Gasping for breath, he deeply inhaled the scent of his beloved wife, as they were now hidden in refuge.

Then, a painful thirst overwhelmed him. An intense craving he had never felt before made him open his mouth greedily and suck in whatever he could reach. The soft skin tasted sweet, as if sprinkled with sugar.

He couldn’t pull away, enraptured by the sweetness. Laughter tinged with madness escaped him. His lips moved along a slick trail, gently tugging the flesh between his teeth, and then sucking deeply.