Forced Marriage: Thirteenth Wife

Forced Marriage: Thirteenth Wife
38. A Deceiver


"Eri."


Something gently shook Roxanne's arm, trying to pull her out of the dark dreamland.


"Eri, wakeup. Eri."


Eri's? Who's Eri?


It took Roxanne a few seconds to remember that it was her new name, as well as the fake name that would be pinned on her.


Roxanne's eyelids opened slowly. Greeted by Elios's gentle smile, he was now looking at her softly.


The lie is sweet.


"Eri."


Elios stroked his cheek as Roxanne was a beautiful jewel and the only one in the world.


"I woke you up. Excuse me. But look, it's drizzling outside. Eri likes the morning drizzle, right?"


So anyway. Now Roxanne should like drizzling, right?


Alright.


"Thank you." Roxanne smiled just as sweetly. "But, Eli."


"Hm? What's up?"


"Can you promise me?"


"I swear." Elios didn't even have to ask what and immediately replied that way.


Roxanne's hand was brought before her lips. Elios kisses the back of Roxanne's hand without hiding the love in her drug-induced misty eyes.


"Then" Roxanne wakes up and drops herself into Elios' arms, "don't accept any advice telling you to stay away. I don't want to."


Don't let Graean or the Big Lady come and say 'Eirene has to change clothes, take a shower, or meet the doctor in person so separate for a while'.


Because if we part, Elios will be put to sleep for a long time so as not to see Roxanne.


"Why should I promise that?" Elios twisted the end of Roxanne's hair playfully. "That's not a promise, Eri. It's must. From now on don't go anywhere."


Elios doesn't stop there, but also stroked Roxanne's dear hair.


"I'll feed Eri a meal, so Eri doesn't have to do anything. I'll also help Eri take a bath, so your waitress isn't needed."


Roxanne placed her hand on the nape of Elios, hugging him back. "Take me."


Want this to be despicable or inappropriate, this is the only way for Roxanne to live comfortably. It is by no means a person who wants to live in the stress of solitude, ignored by his surroundings


No. gabe. Bodo time in his own way.


"Then, Eli," Roxanne distanced herself for a moment and smiled, "can you drink something for me? Must be regular, twice a day."


Elios smiled brightly. "Yes." Yeah."


Eh? Roxanne knew she was under hallucinogenic influence but she didn't even ask what?


"What are you wondering?"


"No." Elios kissed Roxanne's fingers again. "What else? What do I have to do to keep Eri entertained?"


This fellow seemed to be drinking poison as well if Eirene told him so. There seemed to be no question as to the reason why he was so crazy thinking about his twin.


Because he was already too in love.


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"Bound for an entire month is not an easy punishment" Graean told Mariana and Diane. "Even if it's Young Master, dealing mental damage isn't easy. So it's not too strange if Young Master considers Roxanne as Young Miss, a few days."


"Are you sure this doesn't continue, madam?" Mariana replied worriedly. "I don't think the impact will be good if left too long."


"Sure, it can't be left for too long. I'll try hard too."


Graean's gaze moved to Diane who had been listening silently since.


"Roxanne's watch is fine, Diane."


"I'm sorry?"


"I feel like Roxanne's hiding something dangerous." Graean frowned in frustration. "He was always in the position of victim but that continued and continued to push him along with Young Master. I wouldn't believe it was all a coincidence."


Diane secretly remembers the medicine Roxanne was holding on the day Arkas visited.


In hindsight, Elios also considered Roxanne to be Eirene right after that day.


And again, Roxanne at the beginning looks scared and sad.


But when he went back and forth to visit Elios' room last night, Roxanne just seemed to think of something complicated.


Should I tell you? Diane wondered if she needed to share that information or not.


"Roxanne wasn't the woman who just stayed silent after suffocating." Graean looked at the two women in front of him after goal. "He'll curl up one day, then try in the days after."


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