For the first time, the man who had always been wrong read her thoughts correctly.

‘That’s right. That’s it!’

Ciella nodded her head vigorously. Klein’s eyes narrowed.

“Do you understand what I’m saying?”

He covered his eyes with his hand and chuckled softly.

“My longing to see Lady Roxburrow is making me think ridiculous thoughts now.”

Klein seemed incredulous, but he didn’t appear displeased. He lowered the hand covering his eyes and directed his gaze downward.

“I’ll leave the door open on the day she visits, so stay wherever you want to be.”

Fortunately, he showed consideration for her. His gentle smile seemed somehow affectionate, making Ciella’s heart flutter.

[Knock knock.]

“Lady Roxburrow has arrived.”

“Tell her to come in.”

The next day, upon hearing that the possessor had come, Ciella hurriedly crawled under the desk. The space was quite spacious, enough to hide her body completely.

“Count, it’s been a while since we last met.”

Soon the door opened and a familiar voice reached her ears. Hearing her own voice through another person felt strange.

At the same time, the thought of the possessor meeting Klein alone made her uncomfortable.

He wouldn’t confess to that woman instead of her, would he?

She didn’t want to hear him confess to another woman who wasn’t her.

‘She’s not me! So please don’t treat her the way you treated me!’

Ciella poured out words that couldn’t reach Klein in her heart.

Please! She desperately hoped he would realize that the possessor and she were different people.

“It’s been a while, Lady Roxburrow. Is this the first time since you left after saying you wanted to break off the engagement?”

Since he had confessed his love for Ciella daily while keeping Cookie by his side, she naturally expected him to speak a bit more affectionately than before, but Klein’s voice hadn’t changed much from the past. A chill still flowed cold enough to freeze the surroundings.

“Y-yes, that’s right.”

Bianca also seemed a bit flustered, apparently not expecting such a tone from him.

“What brings you to see me?”

“I came to discuss our matter again.”

“What matter?”

One of Klein’s eyebrows twitched.

“About the broken engagement.”

“Wasn’t it you who first suggested breaking off the engagement? That’s why I was unilaterally rejected by the Duke of Roxburrow, wasn’t it?”

“Th-that’s right, isn’t it?”

Bianca’s eyes widened, not knowing the exact circumstances, but she quickly managed her expression like she knew what he meant.

What? Lady Roxburrow was the one who first suggested breaking off the engagement? She wasn’t rejected?

They had difficulty getting engaged, so why did she break it off! Was she out of her mind? Why does she keep interfering with everything she does?

In her heart, she poured out all kinds of resentful words toward Ciella, but at the same time, she wondered what to say to the Count to maintain their engagement relationship again.

If he had welcomed her with an affectionate attitude, she could have confidently said the engagement cancellation never happened, but she couldn’t do that. Seeing the cold atmosphere, it seemed his pride was hurt from being unilaterally rejected.

So she needed a reason convincing enough to restore their engagement relationship.

Bianca, who had been watching Klein’s mood and pondering, soon smiled. What was there to think about so complicatedly?

What need was there for words? Since she had seen them together intimately, she should approach him physically first. They must have been intimate quite often, so he wouldn’t refuse, right?

Bianca approached Klein, grabbed his collar, and pressed her lips to his. Sure enough, he didn’t reject her kiss. Rather, he cupped the back of her head and delved deeper.

Their tongues intertwined and their saliva mixed. The lewd wet sounds seemed to make even the surrounding air dense.

She didn’t know a kiss could be this sweet and ecstatic. She resented that he had been intimate with her while she was away, but not now. Thanks to that, she was naturally kissing him now, so this was enough.

If she pushed forward like this, it would work. What could he do when they were physically involved?

She thought she could insist that although she had tried to break off the engagement, she couldn’t forget his body and it wouldn’t work.

That’s when Klein grabbed her shoulders and pushed her away. Breathing heavily, Bianca looked up at him.

His face, which she naturally expected to show a lustful expression intoxicated by the kiss, showed no emotion at all. No trace of the kiss they had just shared could be found on his face.

Was he a man who didn’t easily give his heart, so his expression didn’t change even when kissing?

When she had secretly watched the two of them being intimate, he had definitely shown a sensual expression. Enough to make her furious.

Perhaps the kiss had been different.

Bianca’s eyes looking at Klein shook anxiously. Even the kiss that had been sweet just moments before felt like a cold peck.

Just like Bianca thought, Klein was suspicious of her.

A sense of incongruity.

That was the emotion Klein felt the moment he saw Bianca.

The Lady Roxburrow he knew and the woman before his eyes now were subtly different.

Intense red hair, golden eyes, tender skin, slender figure, full br*asts, and a clear voice… She was definitely her, yet she seemed not to be.

This suspicion grew even stronger the moment they kissed. The fact that his lower body didn’t react was proof of that.

Could it be…

At that moment, an ominous premonition flashed through his mind. What he had been suspecting all along. Possession…

He needed to confirm whether his thoughts were correct.

“Lady Roxburrow. I’d like to proceed with our engagement again.”

Klein deliberately formed a shallow smile on his lips. To make her think he was intoxicated by the kiss and wanted to be engaged to her.

“Really?”

The anxious woman’s eyes immediately filled with a bright light.

“However, there’s a condition.”

“Please tell me anything.”

She clenched both fists tightly, radiating the will to do anything.

Klein pulled a rope hanging from the ceiling, and soon the sound of knocking on the office door was heard.

“What is it?”

The butler who entered through the door bowed respectfully and asked.

“Bring Kan.”

“Kan? Understood.”

Watching the butler leave the office, Bianca’s eyes widened.

“Kan?”

Just hearing Kan’s name filled her eyes with fear.

“Th-that’s the snake, isn’t it? Your pet, Count.”

“That’s right. To be engaged to me, shouldn’t you also love my pet?”

“Th-that’s true, isn’t it?”

“Did I ever tell you that although he bites, he has no poison, so there’s no need to worry?”

“Y-yes, you did.”

“Then let’s spend some enjoyable time together.”

The moment he finished speaking, the butler who had gone outside the office returned. He set down the iron cage he was carrying on the floor and simultaneously opened its door.

Kan slowly crawled out of the cage and gradually approached Bianca.

“D-don’t come. C-can’t we become friends next time?”

Trembling, she stepped backward.

“No, I’d like us to become friends today. Then I’ll proceed with our engagement again.”

“C-could you give me time to prepare mentally?”