Bettor Mr. Nobles
Chapter 64

The waltz stopped playing just as they ended the dance with Naeva bouncing backwards resting on Abellard's hand holding her back.

The sound of applause instantly rumbled inside the room. Naeva dance with Abellard is really a spectacle that invites admiration of the guests.

The two bowed, thanking them for the appreciation and applause.

Abellard smile. "You're so great, my dear. Come, let's welcome the praise of those near Lady Angelia."

"It turns out you're terrible as well as Abellard" whispered Naeva teasingly.

Abellard smile. "I can be more terrible than this. No one can mess with the person I love."

As Abellard predicted. Lady Angelia was really upset. His face was red, with eyes glaring furiously.

"You're a great dance couple!" praise one of the fat lady guests with sparkling eyes.

"Thank you, Ma'am. We are indeed a great couple in any case" Abellard replied with a smile and glanced at Naeva with seductive eyes.

"Oh, I want to throw a dance and invite you, let all my guests also be amazed," continued the woman more excited.

"Yes, I did too. I was so amazed to see this beautiful girl. What's name?" ask the other lady guests.

"My name is Naeva de Gaulle, Ma'am." Naeva answered politely.

"Oh, Mlle Gaulle ... You are very good at dancing. Slender waist, beautiful face, absolutely perfect" the woman praised.

Naeva smiled and thanked me while bowing respectfully.

"Great dance partner, Monsieur Comte!" praise the husband of the fat woman.

Abellard smiled proudly. But just now he was about to say that Naeva was not just his dance partner, Lady Angelia came over. The girl immediately grabbed Abellard's hand spoiled.

"Abellard is good at dancing. If we are together, we can dance even more beautifully than any other couple" she said with her chin raised.

Abellard immediately pulled her hand from the woman's arm.

"Maat, but you're a bad dancer. I even stepped on your feet a few times before, "sneeze Abellard with an understated slanted smile.

"Abellard!" the girl protested with a stifled look of anger.

Abellard doesn't care. His attention turned instead to Naeva and looked at the girl softly. "Come, Naeva. We rest first and enjoy a drink."

Naeva nodded without glancing at Lady Angelia. He knew, the woman's gaze was now on him. He does not want to serve. Let the woman be tired herself.

"Please excuse us for a moment, Monsieur et Mademoiselle," The girl bowed before following Abellard's hand.

"Abellard, shouldn't you be nice to her?" whisper to the man.

"Of course, I became fed up when I saw him acting so spoiled" Abellard replied.

"Seeze everything!" Suddenly a voice said loudly in the middle of the voice of the guests chatter.

That's Lady Angelia's voice.

Abellard and Naeva's steps stopped. Both of them turned around. And saw Lady Angelia standing upright where she was standing earlier, challenging the two with a cold smile.

Everyone seemed to stop their chatter and noticed the beautiful girl in Black dress who suddenly exclaimed loudly. There are also those who do not hear, but immediately silence when told by other guests. The atmosphere of the room slowly seemed quiet.

Naeva turned to Abellard with an anxious look. The man also looked tense.

"Abellard, what if Lady Angelia's determined to tell everyone?" whispered.

"I won't let it!" the man firmly grasped Naeva's hand.

Lady Angelia looked at the Count without blinking. "I want to ask you guys. What do you think of a slave-religionist hiding in your quarters, or even in the midst of your family? "

The faces of Naeva and Abellard instantly turned deathly pale. Even Naeva felt unable to breathe at that moment.

"That's so horrible!" comment on a man wearing a long hat with a thick mustache under his nose.

"Yes, they can be a disease! Little by little transmit their misdeeds to our children and grandchildren" continued the others.

Lady Angelia smiled with satisfaction. The response of the guests was exactly as he had expected.

"Therefore, such a person cannot be left around us, right?" his dream is provoking.

Abellard stiffened. He cannot remain silent like this. Lady Angelia will completely unlock Naeva's secret.

Meanwhile, Naeva feels like a person on the brink, with Lady Angelia standing behind her and getting ready to push her firmly.

Cold sweat started to appear on his forehead.

"Yes. Such people are all around us" replied Lady Angelia.

Abellard immediately approached and gripped the Lady's arm with a bubbling heart full of anger.

"Why are you saying such unimportant things, Lady? While there's something more important for us to announce to everyone?" erang the man with a gaze full of emphasis.

Lady Angelia grimaced with pain in her arm. But his cunning plan works, making him forget the pain and instead smile happily. "What do you want to announce, my dear?"

Abellard looked at the woman with hatred. His heart was really angry. But he can't do anything.

The man sighed, trying to ease the storm of anger in his heart.

"Today I'd like to introduce my future wife to all of you, Lady Angelia" she said.

His happy plans today have changed completely. What happens is that he gets caught up in someone else's rotten plan. The shoulders that were originally upright were excited, now the haggard was already.

Lady Angelia instantly released the grip of Abellard's hand and grabbed the man's spoiled arm. And then develop a smile on everyone.

"Yes, we'll have an engagement soon," she said.

"Comte Abellard, my niece. Congratulations, you finally found the heart patch." A middle-aged woman that Abellard vaguely remembered was her close relative congratulating her while patting her on the back.

Other relatives also came and congratulated him.

Passing Naeva who stood alone. The girl looked at Abellard with guilt. I felt this was all because of him. Abellard was forced to pretend to be the husband of someone she disliked. Moreover, Lady Angelia was clearly blackmailing him, forcing Abellard to behave as she wished.

Naeva really pity seeing Abellard. The man who never wanted to give up and did not want to be arranged by others was forced to give up to protect him. Repeatedly fighting ego for his sake.

Naeva's eyes looked teary. Then a single tear flowed down her cheek. The girl immediately turned around, not wanting Abellard to see her and thinking she was sad because Abellard recognized Lady Angelia as his future wife.

At that moment Abellard saw him. Seeing the girl he loved erasing something on the cheek and stepping away.

Naeva must have been hurt.

God, why can't he ever be the guy who makes Naeva smile all the time? Why does he always make the girl he loves suffer?

Abellard no longer listens to questions and congratulations from guests. Her world seemed suddenly silent, as Naeva left her teary-eyed.

Abellard releases Lady Angelia's hand from her arm. Leaving everyone. And go catch up with Naeva.

Lady Angelia swiftly intercepted his arm. But with a single blow the man put away the Lady's hand like getting rid of the annoying cockroach.

Abellard didn't care about people's gazes, didn't care about their astonishment. He decided to pursue the girl he loved.

"Naeva!" call him as soon as he gets to the hall.

The girl looked. And Abellard can see the girl's cheeks are wet. Naeva is crying.

"My dear, forgive me ..." - Abellard with a tight chest.

Without hesitation he approached and pulled the girl into his arms.

Naeva returned the hug. For the first time, he returned the man's embrace. He actually wrapped his hands around the man's body. Tightly embrace. Fusing a miserable soul because it feels unable to make the lover happy.

"No, don't apologize. I was the wrong one. I am the reason you have to follow the wishes of Lady Angelia" he said with a tight chest.

The two strengthened each other, in the middle of a spacious, empty, and silent room. In front of them was still a gap, which they had to cross to unite.

But both will fight, for the sake of the loved ones.

***

Naeva clasped the sturdy hand, which was also clasping her hand tightly. Step together towards the South Tower room.

The girl turned her head, looking at the handsome face of Abellard who was walking gallantly by her side.

"Are you sure, Abellard?" ask Naeva doubtfully.