Chapter 205.1

Chapter 205.1

Since there had been no contact with Kia for several days, things were probably in chaos over there too. Feeling that things were getting complicated, Seoryeong threw off the blanket and sat up abruptly.

She should have kicked Lee Wooshin out of Russia, but instead…

‘Seriously… What the h*ll have I done?’

Overwhelmed by a wave of self-reproach, she closed her swollen eyes tightly, then opened them again.

When she glanced at the mirror on the wall without thinking, she saw that her condition was even worse than expected. Her lips were chapped, and her body was covered in red bite marks and vivid kiss marks etched onto her like persistent scars. She groaned, trying not to look at Natalia’s face.

Still, her skin, though without a drop of sweat, was dry and soft, and the area between her legs, which had been sticky, was now freshly cleaned. She didn’t even want to imagine who had washed her so thoroughly. Seoryeong rubbed her flushed ears and walked across the room, still naked.

At least some clothes…

The bedroom was so spacious that even the act of fixing her overturned slippers and hobbling around made sweat trickle down her spine. She rummaged through drawers and wardrobes like a thief, trying to find something to wear, but there wasn’t a single scrap of cloth.

“Haa…!”

A laugh of disbelief escaped her lips. Had it always been this empty, or had it been cleared out deliberately to confine her? Seeing the completely empty storage left her feeling oddly downcast.

As if she were someone meant to leave at any moment again…

But this time, instead of feeling a painful stab in her chest, she simply brushed her hand over her reddened collarbone and looked away.

Because now she knew exactly what the one thing Lee Wooshin desired was. To kick him out of Russia, she had to go with him. Just then, her suddenly darkened expression wavered as she noticed something unexpected.

“…!”

The bandage had come undone and lay on the floor like shed skin. Only then did the sound of water pounding from the shower begin to register loudly.

Why didn’t I notice this? Her dulled nerves now sharpened rapidly. That’s how loud the sound of water was.

Just as her shoulders stiffened, the shower abruptly stopped, and the wet floor splashed under footsteps. Seoryeong instinctively stepped back.

Though they had clung together like animals the entire time, the thought of facing him now that he was sober suddenly triggered an urge to flee. Whether it was simple embarrassment or unresolved feelings, she didn’t know. She just felt she couldn’t answer anything right now.

With no other option, she grabbed the dress shirt Lee Wooshin had discarded like a snake shedding its skin, hastily threw it on, and fumbled to button it. The pressure to leave before he emerged pounded in her chest.

Her trembling hands made the buttons slip, and she couldn’t fasten them properly. As she continued backing away, the bathroom cabinet opened and toiletries clattered to the floor.

“Haa, fuck…”

She heard him mutter curses irritably while fabric rustled. From the occasional snipping sound, it seemed he was wrapping a new bandage.

The thought of how his naked body might look in the mirror made her cheeks flush red. But it was time to wake up from that feverish dream.

As if a heavy snowfall had passed in the night, the view outside the window she passed on the stairs was entirely white. Seoryeong suddenly clutched her throbbing head at the serene scene.

No, there’s no time to delay like this. Sure enough, the door burst open with a bang! and someone came striding out.

“Han Seoryeong!”

Her legs trembled and her stomach churned. She flinched and gripped the stair railing tightly, bracing her knees that were about to give out. She had intended to return to the maid’s quarters and grab her belongings, but her mind went blank.

Seoryeong hurried down the stairs, cutting across the eerily silent mansion.

The area below her wound still burned, but her breath came out in excited gasps. Her n*pples chafed against the stiff shirt, and she bit her lip at the pain, yet the memory of his sincerity overwhelmed her face again.

“…”

Her entire body felt bound to just one person. What he had intensely craved wasn’t her body, but her hardened heart.

Every forceful thrust from Lee Wooshin had chipped away, shattered, and struck at her frozen heart, leaving tattoo-like marks. A confession that would never be erased.

Thud! At the loud noise, she looked back to see him fall to the ground from the stairs, only to spring back up. Gritting his teeth and shaking off his wrist, he pleaded, “Please…”

Her legs faltered for a moment, but when she saw Lee Wooshin fiercely tug at the bandage knot, panic surged and she fled again.

“Huff… Huff…”

As she stepped outside, the seductive scent lingering at the tip of her nose finally dispersed, and cold wind whipped around her. Her eyes were momentarily captivated by the frozen lake in front of her.

Was this place always… this beautiful?

The once-blue lake was now frozen solid, glittering with light, and a soft layer of snow lay atop it.

As she stood there blankly, the man who had just untied the bandage was now quickly catching up, wrapping the cloth in the opposite direction. At the sound of his shout behind her, Seoryeong stepped onto the ice without hesitation.

As she dashed across the frozen lake, a boy suddenly zipped past her.

“―!”

The wind stirred by the boy tossed her hair into disarray. Startled, Seoryeong only moved her eyes to glance sideways.

He was so close, she could count each eyelash in the moonlight. His noble jet-black hair, flawless white skin tinged slightly pink from the cold, smooth red lips, and sculpted nose. And…

Eyes as clear as a glass lake.