Arabella teased Ferdinand a bit more until his face and ears were both red.
Only then, did she finally stop and changed the topic since she felt bad for him.
But then, their topic went back to her scent and her pheromones. And her husband brought up Alwin again.
"Alwin can sll your scent too and knows your pheromones sll like flowers and sothing sweet. Even though he is unaffected since he is still disinterested in marriage, he might get attached to your scent if he stays in this confined space with you every day. What if he began getting addicted to your scent? I don’t ever want to share you even with Alwin. I raised that brat, but I will never allow him to take you away from ," Ferdinand eyed her with a serious look in his eyes.
She just gave him kisses earlier but here he was again.
But if her scent can indeed do such things, it was better to avoid it.
Alwin would not fall for her, but she didn’t want him to possibly develop a weird addiction to her scent either.
"Ah, I see. That would be bad indeed. He has a lot of beautiful ladies waiting for his attention, doesn’t he? Alright, Alwin won’t do his work in my office anymore. I’m sure he wouldn’t dare either since you already told him off. Don’t be too hard on him since I was truly the one who insisted on him doing his work here. It was just for productivity," Arabella tried to clarify again.
Ferdinand made a complaining sound in his throat.
[She’s talking about him again even though we are already alone. And she’s taking his side.]
’You were the one who brought him up first. And I’m not taking sides.’
"What’s with that look in your eyes and that groan? Alwin is just-"
Ferdinand sealed her lips with his.
"Stop saying his na. You have already said his na more than ten tis today, but you have only said mine twice. And the other one doesn’t count since you intentionally said it for his sake."
"You keep count of sothing like that?" Arabella blinked repeatedly. Her husband just keeps surprising her in more ways than one.
Ferdinand knew about her trying to be sweet to placate him too.
But he likes it when she tries to be sweeter than usual to make him feel better.
Thus, he doesn’t usually complain about it. This was a first.
"Of course, I do. I noticed you usually say his na more than mine. You are always Alwin this, Alwin that... so I have to make you say my na more every night," Ferdinand kept her trapped in his arms so she couldn’t move away.
’Ah, is this why he keeps asking to say his na when we are being intimate? And have I already said Alwin’s na more than ten tis?’
Arabella tried to think about it but she doesn’t really care so she doesn’t rember.
She haven’t had the chance to say her husband’s na more since they were so busy and had been apart right after breakfast.
How could she say his na for him to hear when they were not even together?
"Stop saying another man’s na so many tis when you are with ," her husband demanded. "It’s irritating."
’He’s being honest and direct now. I like it. But he should learn to phrase it nicely and not demand it like this.’
If he always demanded what he wanted in this manner instead of asking nicely, she would probably get irritated by it in the future.
Arabella let it go this ti though since he was at least telling her, instead of just thinking about it, and then giving glares to whoever was the cause of his jealousy.
It would be probably irritating too if she heard him keep saying another lady’s na many tis in her presence.
She would probably dislike it too, so fair point.
"Alright, if that’s what my dear husband wishes," Arabella agreed. "But it was you who brought him up this ti. Not , alright?"
"R-right. I’m sorry," Ferdinand flinched when he realized it was indeed him who talked about Alwin first.
"Moreover, he is just doing everything to please you. He doesn’t care about . He is only taking care of for your sake. If not for your orders, if I am not your wife, he can let the wolves eat without a care in the world," Arabella pointed out.
[That’s kind of cruel. Alwin would probably not do that even if I didn’t order him to protect her. He isn’t that heartless. He doesn’t talk much but he’s actually quite kind.]
’See? He actually believes in his little Alwin. He was the one who raised him, after all.’
Ferdinand already knew that Alwin wasn’t that bad. He would not steal his lord’s wife either.
’He looks up to Ferdinand so much. Showering a bit of affection to him instead of scolding him all the ti would probably help Alwin not to be so obsessed with improving himself to get Ferdinand’s approval.’
Ferdinand already believed in him, but Alwin did not seem to know. He sets such a high standard for himself because of this.
"Moreover, if soone should be worried about him stealing soone, it should be ," Arabella added.
"Why would you be worried about him?" Ferdinand didn’t understand.
"Ferdinand, are you sure you are only into won?" Arabella tilted her head and her husband frowned.
"What do you an? I’m only into you. Who cares about anything else?" Ferdinand said so innocently, and Arabella gave him a smooch. His reply made her heart skip a beat, then beat rapidly.
’My goodness. Since when did he learn to say just the right words to please ? You playboy. That’s dangerous for my heart.’
"You sure know how to flatter ."
"I’m just saying the truth. Why would I care about anything else when I have you?" Ferdinand kissed the back of her hand.
’He’s just jealous earlier. Now look at him,’ Arabella pulled Ferdinand to the couch and made him sit.
Arabella was getting tired of standing so she wanted them to sit. She settled herself on her husband’s lap.
She knew he would carry her to his lap anyway if she simply sat beside him. He had been like that ever since she got poisoned.
Once they are alone, he gets so clingy and almost didn’t want to be even one foot away from her.
He even made sure he was her chair.
Every ti she sat down, he carried her to his lap.
And just as she thought, Ferdinand was delighted by her action and smiled contentedly. He wrapped his arms around her.
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