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The morning dawning on the Primula estate was bright.
Damia, who barely slept all night, was very sensitive. As soon as she finished her grooming, she headed to the guest room.
Knock knock-
There was no answer from within. Damia, her heart pounding, she knocked on the door more quickly and called out her guest’s na.
“Lessid, are you inside?”
The door swung open without warning. Unexpectedly, it was Akkard, not Lessid, who ca out.
“What.”
Akkard’s eyebrows wrinkled in displeasure. The fact he found Damia in front of Lessid’s room, visiting first thing in the morning, made him very uncomfortable.
“I didn’t know that you two would co to et each other so early in the morning,”
he scoffed as he crossed his strong forearms and blocked the door. But Damia casually ignored him, and only stated her business.
“I ca to see Lessid-nim. Is he inside?”
If Akkard was a person who cared about others, he would have easily noticed: Damia’s red eyes and deep frown indicated she had cried and stayed up all night.
Unfortunately, Akkard was self-centered. He had no idea what she was feeling right now, or what worries she was carrying.
He’s always been faithful and true only to expressing his displeasure without filter.
“Why? If you co inside, what are you two going to do?”
Akkard sneered with sarcasm and leaned across against the door.
Lately, Damia tended to rely on Lessid rather than him. And this made the possessive Akkard very annoyed.
She had either avoided his touch, or had completely ignored his seduction. Akkard was staying in her mansion, but didn’t manage to touch a single fingertip of hers.
His frustration made him more aggressive. He didn’t want to find out that he was afraid and nervous about losing Damia.
But she had no way of knowing this. She didn’t even have enough affection left to argue with him.
Ignoring his open provocation, she scanned the room behind him. It seed Lessid was absent.
‘There’s no reason to waste ti here.’
Damia, who had made up her mind, gave a brief notice.
“I’m busy, so I’ll go. Let’s talk later”
As she always did, she only talked business and she casually turned her back on him.
This sight filled his eyes, Akkard was montarily at a loss for words.
He was a man familiar with the faces of won who were always chasing after him.
He was the glorious sun, and won looked only at him like sunflowers during a fleeting sumr. As long as he turned his head when he felt like it, he could see their desperately eager and greedy faces at any ti.
However, it didn’t asure up to Damia’s. She has already turned her back on him several tis. Now, her back was more familiar than her face.
What did that fact indicate? Akkard suddenly beca insanely nervous.
“I’m not done talking to you, Damia!!”
His nervous frustration easily turned into anger. He grabbed her and turned her around to face him as he furiously roared at her.
“What the hell is wrong with you these days? What’s your problem?”
“… … What are you talking about all of a sudden?”
Damia, who was caught by him, asked as if she couldn’t be bothered. At her lukewarm attitude he beca even more irate.
“You’re doing this on purpose to bother —clinging to that bastard Lessid—ignoring and my words!! If you have any grievances, just tell plainly!! Because such a frivolous thod is so wicked!!”
Akkard’s furious shouting was very threatening. For a second even Damia had been startled and frightened to the point she almost curled her shoulders.
But that panic had only lasted a brief mont and she soon donned a deep frown.
“how… … How can Sir Akkard be so self-centered?”
“What?”
“I have my own life, reasons and purpose. If I’ve been looking for Lessid-nim often, it’s because there’s a good reason. Regardless of Lord Akkard!!”
His mouth was closed at Damia’s cold tone, which cut and drew a line between them.
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