Chapter 116

Gunther ended up having breakfast with them.

Breakfast was already prepared, and it was perfect as if a fairy had been there. It seemed Dyffrin had hired someone in advance.

“Have you been well, Mr. Gunther?”

“We are the same every day.”

“That’s the best.”

Evelyn picked up a perfectly cooked fried egg. Gunther fell silent again.

“We were planning to go to your ranch after breakfast, but you came first.”

Gunther looked at Evelyn while drinking water.

“We want to borrow a donkey and a horse. We’d like to ride and walk around the village. Is that okay?”

“You can keep them for the duration of your stay.”

His voice was stiff, but there was warmth in his tone as he readily agreed. That’s why Evelyn liked this island.

“One day is enough.”

They planned to spend the next day at the beach. They would eat seafood dishes at a local restaurant, drink sparkling water, and stroll along the sandy shore.

She wanted to give Dyffrin experiences he had never had before.

“Understood.”

“And if you have time, come over for dinner with Mary today. We’ll treat you to a wonderful meal.”

She planned to serve them food and give them the prepared gift.

This was something she had agreed on with Dyffrin beforehand.

He didn’t understand why they had to have dinner with someone during their honeymoon, but they couldn’t skip this plan. Gunther and his wife had taken care of her when she was sick.

Dyffrin tried to accept this plan because he knew it.

“I’ll tell Mary.”

After breakfast, Evelyn and Dyffrin followed Gunther to the ranch.

Gunther brought out a sturdy-looking horse and a small donkey from the stable.

It seemed to be the same one she had ridden last time.

“There won’t be any wild boars jumping out this time, right…?”

“Unless it’s a very rainy day, wild boars don’t come down to the village.”

Evelyn felt relieved at Gunther’s words and took the donkey’s reins. Dyffrin mounted the horse skillfully. He looked different.

“You must ride often.”

Gunther said with admiration.

“…Something like that.”

Evelyn answered appropriately.

The reason Dyffrin could mount the horse so perfectly was because of the harsh heir education he received from the duke’s family, but she couldn’t say that. Gunther didn’t know their true identities.

It felt quite high to ride the donkey after a long time. Dyffrin dismounted to help her up.

“Are you sure you can ride?”

His tone was filled with worry and doubt.

Evelyn barely found her balance on the donkey and said,

“I can ride.”

“Go slowly.”

Dyffrin added, still uneasy.

After telling Gunther they would be back, Evelyn led the way to the familiar walking path. Dyffrin didn’t know the way, so Evelyn had to lead.

As they left the ranch, they soon came upon a densely wooded path. Birds chirped between the quiet forest path. It sounded like a soprano’s song.

“How is it? Not bad, right?”

“Not bad.”

Dyffrin answered while looking up at the blue sky through the deep green leaves.

He didn’t seem excited, but he looked comfortable.

“If we go a bit further, there’s a river. Let’s eat sandwiches there.”

She had packed sandwiches as a snack. Evelyn had made them herself. It wasn’t difficult, as she just had to put fresh ingredients bought from the village yesterday on the bread.

When they arrived at the riverside, Evelyn settled under the shade of a large tree. Dyffrin tied the reins of the donkey and horse to the tree.

“Here, eat. I made it with love.”

Feeling good, Evelyn said playfully.

Dyffrin looked at the sandwich she offered and slowly took it. Then he elegantly took a bite.

Few people could eat a simple hand-held sandwich so gracefully.

Evelyn, who was watching her husband with satisfaction, belatedly took a bite of her sandwich.

“Ugh.”

She had put too much mustard. This was a failed sandwich.

But the sandwich in Dyffrin’s hand was almost gone. Evelyn hurriedly took the remaining sandwich from him.

“Stop eating it!”

“I’ve almost finished it anyway.”

“Why did you eat this?”

“I thought it was a new way of punishing me.”

Evelyn puffed her cheeks.

“Why would I punish you?”

“Maybe for the mean things I’ve said?”

“No, I really made it with good intentions. Even if I failed…”

In her previous life, she often cooked for herself out of boredom. So making a simple sandwich was no big deal.

But she must have mistaken the mustard for ketchup. It was a mistake.

“I’m sorry.”

“It wasn’t bad because it was made with love.”

“Thanks for saying that.”

Evelyn sighed. She felt both resentful and grateful to Dyffrin, who ate the terrible-tasting sandwich without showing any reaction.

Dyffrin took a sip of the water he had brought and lay down with his head on Evelyn’s lap.

“The gentle breeze makes it perfect for a nap.”

“You take naps…?”

“Sometimes you think of me as a machine.”

Busted. Evelyn admitted her prejudice inwardly.

Dyffrin seemed to be genuinely trying to sleep as he closed his eyes. Lying under the shade of the tree, he had a different atmosphere than usual.

His usually stiff back was comfortably bent, making him look a bit tired.

At this moment, he didn’t seem like a prince but a young man traveling freely around the world.

Evelyn smiled with a curve on her lips.

She felt so happy that it was almost unsettling.

After Dyffrin fell asleep, Evelyn did some embroidery. She was glad she had packed it in the picnic basket.

As she spent time like that, she felt sleepy from the gentle mountain breeze and lay down next to Dyffrin.

“Evelyn.”

At the sound of her name, Evelyn slowly opened her eyes. The sky, which had been blue, was now tinged with orange.

“Let’s go back to the villa.”

Dyffrin didn’t look sleepy. He must have woken up a while ago and waited for her to wake up.

Evelyn barely shook off her sleepiness and mounted the donkey. Dyffrin, worried about her just waking up, suggested they walk side by side.

Fortunately, she woke up fully on the way and safely arrived at Gunther’s ranch.

“Miss Evelyn!”

Mary, who hadn’t seen her in the morning, greeted her warmly.

“Mary.”

Evelyn smiled brightly and approached Mary. She quickly hugged Evelyn. Mary’s embrace smelled warm.

“Do you know how surprised I was when my husband said you were back?”

“I haven’t returned for good. I’m here for my honeymoon.”

Mary blinked and then looked at Dyffrin behind her.

“I knew it.”

Evelyn led Mary by the hand with a mischievous smile.

“Let’s go to our villa. You heard we’re having dinner together tonight, right?”

“Of course. That’s why I only ate half of my usual lunch.”

Mary laughed heartily.

When they arrived at the villa, the table was already filled with food.

This was also the work of the fairy-like locals hired by Dyffrin. They had prepared the feast at the exact time they were told and disappeared without a trace.

It was almost suspicious that Dyffrin might have actually hired fairies.

“Wow! I heard you went on a picnic today, so when did you set this up?”

Mary asked in admiration.

“My husband’s employees.”

“Come to think of it, Mr. Dyffrin is rich.”

Evelyn didn’t bother to deny it. There was no point in saying otherwise, considering how much Dyffrin had done for this village.

“Please sit down. You must be hungry since you didn’t have much lunch.”

The dinner was lively. In fact, it was mostly Evelyn and Mary talking, but Mary’s laughter was loud enough to make up for the taciturn Dyffrin and Gunther.

“Oh, I’m full.”

Mary wiped her mouth with a napkin. Most of the plates were empty.

After clearing the table briefly, Evelyn brought out the prepared gift.

Mary opened the gift on the spot again, and her eyes widened at the sight of the high-quality scissors.

Evelyn asked with a smile,

“Do you like it?”

“Of course! I’ve been struggling with dull scissors to cut wool, and this will make it so much easier!”

Mary wasn’t just saying it; she noisily snipped the scissors.

“Be careful, Mary.”

Gunther scolded her, unable to bear it.

As Mary was about to put the scissors down with an embarrassed smile, her hand slipped, and the scissors fell.

“Oh no!”

The sharp scissors fell towards Evelyn’s foot.

Dyffrin quickly pushed Evelyn away.

“Miss Evelyn!”

Fortunately, the scissors fell to the floor, but Evelyn, who lost her balance, hit her head against the wall.

“Ouch…”

Evelyn winced in pain from the back of her head. Strangely, her vision started to blur.

“Evelyn!”

Along with Dyffrin’s urgent call, Evelyn lost consciousness.

It didn’t take long for her to regain consciousness. When she opened her eyes, there was a middle-aged man in a white coat.

She knew he was a doctor by the tools he was holding. Fortunately, his expression wasn’t dark.

The doctor put down his stethoscope and said,

“It’s a mild concussion.”