Being forcibly locked by Wayne, Chris obviously couldn't escape his grasp.
After struggling for a few times but finding that she really couldn't break free, Chris seemed to have lost all her strength and leaned softly in his arms.
"...Wayne, you are getting more and more annoying." She said in a low voice.
I don't know if I'm complaining or acting coquettishly.
After hearing this somewhat unexpected comment, Wayne thought for a second.
"Then what should I do so that you don't hate me?" He asked humbly.
"It's not really annoying..." Her expression was slightly troubled. "It's just... like before, isn't it good?"
Holding Chris's soft body relaxedly, Wayne closed his eyes.
Like before——
It's a pity that in this world, there are some roads where you can only go forward and not look back.
"Then tell me, what's the difference between me before and now?" he asked in a very soft voice.
"In the past, you would speak more gently, and you would not deliberately tease me..." Chris's tone became much more serious as she thought of those disturbing things. "Now it seems like you won't be happy if you don't make me angry every day."
"..." Wayne really didn't know how to defend himself.
But, isn’t it normal to tease a girl you like?
Although it is easy to be annoying.
So he sighed deeply.
"——Maybe it's because subconsciously, I have always wanted to get more of your attention."
Reaching out and stroking her slightly curly hair that was scattered behind her shoulders, Wayne analyzed his state of mind calmly.
Perhaps it was because Chris was lying in his arms obediently at this moment, and he felt very calm.
"Actually... I don't quite understand how to please you." He said.
"Sometimes I feel that as long as I do this, I will be happy, but in fact, I don't think so."
Her thoughts are so elusive.
Even before she realized what she said was wrong, she was already sulking silently alone.
After hearing what he said, Chris was silent for a while.
After a long time, she spoke again. "If you want to please me, it's actually very easy."
"Huh?" Wayne looked down at her.
She thought about it seriously first, and then said softly: "As long as you let me know that you will always love me and never abandon me... that's enough."
The result is in the end——
Chrissy didn't really play cards with him either.
After just sitting in his arms for a moment, Chris pushed him away and left the room.
Wayne couldn't even tell if she felt uncomfortable around him.
"call……"
With a deep sigh, Wayne fell to the side and collapsed on the sofa.
The soft pillow supported him, preventing him from sliding to the ground.
…
Bulwer House.
After being imprisoned in the palace for several days, Bulwer was finally allowed to return to his home.
Although it is in the name of shutting oneself up and thinking about one's mistakes.
Although there may still be people secretly watching you in some corner outside, as long as you leave the environment that is isolated from the outside world, there will be much more room for change in many things.
For example, right now.
He poured two glasses of wine on the table and waited for his guests to arrive.
Not long after, footsteps were heard outside the corridor, which was particularly clear in the silent space.
Bulwer's residences are located in areas where land prices are very cheap.
In order to establish his own image and keep his secrets, he did not hire servants who might do bad things. He only had a very old housekeeper to watch the door for him. If he needs it, he will entrust his subordinates to handle it for him.
So every night, this place always seems particularly deserted.
But there is also an advantage.
Since there are no outsiders in the mansion, some people who want to sneak into it will of course be able to move much more freely.
Bulwer pushed the wine glass to the opposite table and sat down slowly.
"Norman, have you found any clues?" He didn't even look outside the door, but he didn't doubt the identity of the person at all.
"Ah……"
Norman Laird chuckled and stepped out of the shadows.
"I have good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear first?" he asked.
"bad news."
"The bad news is that you are involved in a situation that has been set up by others," Norman said.
Bulwer frowned, "I already know this, what about the good news?"
Norman was not surprised by his reaction.
"The good news is that I have helped you find out which faction the person who attacked you belongs to."
Hearing this, Bulwer subconsciously asked: "Who is it?"
"Tsk, why should I tell you?"
Norman walked to the seat opposite him and sat down, raising one leg and shaking it.
"The noble Lord Bulwer has accidentally been controlled by the magic of darkness. Now people are searching for the real culprit everywhere. They are so aggressive that I, a rat in the gutter, can only hide here and there and be cautious about my words and actions... "While complaining in a plaintive tone, Norman hit him with words.
Bulwer couldn't help but defended: "I just wanted to get out as soon as possible!"
"When my trouble is resolved, won't I be able to better help you wrap things up?" His reason was very good. "Anyway, this trouble is easy for you to get rid of."
Norman just sneered at this, but did not refute.
"——There is something wrong with the guard next to you." He told Bulwer the information he had investigated.
"Who?" Bulwer was stunned for a moment.
"The man named Dave." Norman said calmly. "After receiving the secret message from Mrs. Cherry, I have been secretly investigating several people involved in the incident that night."
Bulwer was silent.
Previously, he asked Ecos to send him a message to Mrs. Cherry, and that sentence was the code he had agreed upon in advance.
After several days passed, Norman would not be surprised that he would come up with some clues.
What surprised him was the ordinary-looking young man named Dave.
"Is he a spy planted by some force?" Bulwer asked.
Unexpectedly, I would make a mistake on such an ordinary civilian.
"It's unclear...but the evidence is conclusive that he colluded with Stuart's side behind the scenes."
Having said this, Norman picked up the wine glass in front of him and took a sip. "It's really interesting. I didn't expect that King Stuart, who seems to indulge in pleasure all day long, also has the ambition to interfere with Lownes."
Bulwer was startled, "The Kingdom of Stuart?"
Suddenly he remembered something, stood up and shouted: "Oops!"
