Refusing Your Ex-Husband’s Obsession: A Guide - Chapter 190 - 🔞

Chapter 190

Translator: Yonnee

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The guiding energy broke out like a detonated bomb, and it filled him with the urge to devour her entirely from inside out. It was an intensity he had never felt before.

What could possibly describe it?

Yes, the blue hydrangea.

Ciel remembered the blue hydrangeas he had seen in Korea, recalling what his wife had said at the flower shop.

[ Isn’t it amazing? The same flower changes color based on the soil’s acidity. ]

She had picked the blue hydrangeas, smiling more beautifully than the flowers.

[I like the blue ones. They resemble the color of your eyes.]

So, he wanted to tell her, too. That he loved how black roses looked for the same reason. But instead of speaking, he kept silent. He thought revealing his feelings would make her uncomfortable.

But now, wasn’t it different?

Could he not express his heart fully?

He whispered into her ear as he explored her body.

“I love you…”

He loved the Seohyun of the past and the Irene of now.

If only he could express his feelings outwardly, he would fill the empire with flowers the color of her eyes and hair.

“…I like the pink hydrangeas.”

More than the blue hydrangeas, I prefer the pink ones, resembling the color of your hair now.

“I think I might even start liking the sprouts that herald spring.”

Because they’re similar to your eyes.

“I love the Closch domain too.”

It’s where you live, and I love the people there.

“Wherever you are is my own home. I love being by your side.”

If it has your touch, anywhere, anytime, anyone, I can’t help but love.

My wife…

My pair…

No one else could fill this emptiness but you.

Holding fast to her fair body and moving roughly, Ciel was overwhelmed by surging emotions. He regretted his foolish past and felt indescribably happy to be with his wife, even in a different form.

Enveloped in immense guiding, both his heart and body were saturated with satisfaction. It was blissful, over and over again.

“Mmmph, Irene!”

“…Uhhnn!”

Smack, smack—!

Each heavy thrust coincided with an eruption of guiding, and Irene cried out. All of it spurred Ciel on.

Her fair flesh glistened with sweat, muscles rippling like waves with every movement, her hips hollowing as he thrust forward.

More. Even more.

He wanted to be closer, completely fused as one.

He turned her frail body, pressing her back against him, lying sideways. His hands filled with her breasts, pulling her hips close as he rotated his waist. With every twist, strange sounds echoed from their joined parts.

Sticky fluids mixed, accompanied by groaning. He licked her neck thoroughly, fulfilling all his desires.

“Ahngh, C-Ciel…”

“Kgh, huff…”

Every contact of her center against his bare skin felt maddening, the sweet flesh, the endless moans.

Time was irrelevant and unimportant. He gripped her round buttocks tightly, thrusting wildly from behind, leaving red marks on her pale back. He climaxed without even realizing, but it didn’t stop him.

He once believed that this act was the only way to prove his love, holding onto Irene tightly.

Thump, thump, slam!

Ciel, even with a reeling mind, thrust chaotically, then swallowed another moan as he climaxed again.

“Keugh!”

“AHH!”

His heart pounded as if it would burst, breathing was almost impossible. It was as if his heart had sprouted legs and was racing.

Holding her warm body, he lifted his bowed head. His vision, once bleached white, had returned to normal.

He propped himself up on one arm, gazing blankly down at Irene. Her eyes were closed, breathing softly. Then slowly, her eyelids fluttered open.

“…Ciel, are you back to your senses?”

The moment he recognized her cracked voice and the greenish hue in her eyes, a sense of déjà vu flooded him. The situation from the night before they lost their lives in a frenzy together flashed vividly.

Back then, he had also ravished his wife senselessly, gazed at her deeply. He remembered the experience of his heart burning, a pain like being pierced.

The memory and the current sensation overlapped.

“Ah!”

“…Ciel?”

He clutched at the left side of his chest, pressing his face against her neck. The unbearable pain seemed to fade away the moment he inhaled her fragrant scent.

How could such a thing be the same too?