Villainous Husband, the One You’re Obsessed With is Over There Chapter 30.2

"Look properly."

He was whispering so softly that it tickled.

"You did this."

"…Yes?"

My eyes grew big. On the other hand, Raniero's eyes narrowed.

"You chewed it."

When I glanced at Raniero's lips, as he said, it was like a wound that soone had chewed. If so, the person who chewed it must have bitten very wildly. Still, I swear I did not rember biting him. Why would I be crazy and bite him…?

Even while I was struggling with the sensations he was giving , but not once until his permission had been granted… I have never touched his body—

In addition, even after I was able to touch him, I was very careful.

No, and… I thought about it before, but if it was really who left the wound on his face… I would have woken n the dungeon instead of from the Emperor's bed.

'…Is Raniero lying?'

It seed most likely.

I was so nervous that my scalp was tingling. 'I guess I did,' or 'I don't think so' — which one should I choose? Regardless, really… I do not think I did that…

Eventually, I paused and timidly denied it.

"I don't think that's possible…"

His wounded lips curled up slightly.

"Why do you think it's not?"

Saying sothing like 'because I do not rember' would be sure to only backfire. In any case, an inference must be made based on facts.

I replied in a trembling voice.

"If I dared to harm Your Majesty's bravery, I… There's no way I'll be here like this right now…"

Raniero's head tilted slightly at my words. He did not say anything for a while. After a long silence, he finally opened his mouth.

"Now that you ntion it, that's right."

Haa…

I let out a sigh of relief to myself. From what I heard, it seed that there was not a single flaw in my logic.

"After hearing your words, yes… That's right, there's a wound on my face. This is a horrible cri."

"That's… that's right."

Replying so, I avoided Raniero's eyes. However, his hand gently turned my head to move it. Again, I was forced to look into his eyes.

"Those who have left a wound must be punished appropriately. Wouldn't you agree?"

"Yes… that's right."

A sense of crisis struck as if I had dug my trap.

Raniero smiled brightly.

"So, I can't let you go ho."

I could not just say 'yes!' or 'yes?' so I roughly lifted up the clothes that had flowed down without dignity because I was so preoccupied.

"Whoever hurts my lips deserves punishnt. The culprit is you, and you're desperately wanting to return to the Empress's palace…"

The nape of my neck, which he had been holding until then, was held so that I could not retreat or escape as he finished his words.

"I'll punish you. Co with ."

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The 'punishnt' that Raniero inflicted on was doing nothing and sticking with him. I was convinced at that point that I was not the one who wounded his lips.

Ha… He must be just teasing and playing with as usual.

It was fortunate.

However, it was a relief in terms of maintaining this explosive tension.

I quickly shook my head.

Raniero usually organizes and processes correspondence from foreign countries in the morning, holds etings in the afternoon, and trains his body by the ti the sun goes down. When would I be able to sneak out and lie down in my palace…?

Would there be a chance at the political eting? I stood up like a totem and pondered behind Raniero, who sat with his chin on his hand and reviewed the correspondence.

But, as he sat and opened the envelope, he asked without looking back at .

"Why're you standing like that?"

I answered stupidly.

"Your Majesty told to stay here."

It seems that was not what Raniero ant.

He asked again without looking back.

"Why're you still standing there?"

I stared at the back of his head with a puzzled expression and replied again.

"…Because there are no chairs."

There was only one chair in the office, one for Raniero. Everyone who ca in here must have stood like , or got down on their knees. After hearing my words, he glanced at . At that, I quickly adjusted my posture sowhat and added.

"Of course, I've absolutely no complaints."

Raniero made a strange expression and rang the bell for the servants. As soon as the servant knocked on the door, he spoke without instructing him to open the door and co in.

"Bring a chair for the Empress."

I looked at Raniero with a slightly startled look. anwhile, he looked at and said,

"At this rate, the Empress will continue to look down on ."

When I heard these words, I was terrified and imdiately fell to my knees.

…I am sorry. It was not intentional—