CHAPTER 130………………………………………………………………..
Adele lay down on the bed without even taking off her dress, resting her head against the pillow.
She hadnāt removed her jewelry or tiara, and her skin throbbed uncomfortably, but even that pain paled compared to the ache in her chest.
āā¦ā¦ā
Noāit wasnāt just pain. It was a hollow numbness.
A despair she had never once felt in this world, in all her years of living here, tore her heart to shreds.
Was it helplessness?
She had never realized the weight of emotions sheād always felt in that other world could be this heavy. Nor had she understood just how peacefully she herself had lived until now.
āā¦ā¦Adele.ā
Even when Killian called her name, Adele didnāt stir. She only clutched the pulled-up blanket tighter and set her jaw.
āI know youāre not asleep.ā
āā¦ā¦I want to be alone.ā
Step. Step.
An unusual impatience was evident in the sound of his shoes.
Killian, who always put her wishes first, did not yield today and ultimately came to stand before her.
As he slowly bent down and looked at her trembling eyelashes, he swallowed a pained sigh.
āā¦ā¦ā
His knuckles tightened again and again, but unable to bring himself to touch her, his hand moved upward instead, toward the tiara pressing down on her head.
āLeave it.ā
āAdele, donāt do thisāā
āWhy not? Doesnāt it suit me well?ā
āā¦Captaināno, Your Highness?ā
Unable to hold it in any longer, resentment overflowed in Adeleās open eyes.
Killian barely restrained the urge to touch her cheek.
āā¦ā¦Isnāt this what you truly wanted from me?ā
Tears that never reached her eyes soaked her voice instead, painfully so.
After removing the tiara herself, Adele shook her head, unable to suppress the surge of emotion.
āWhat were you thinking all this time?ā
āMy lady.ā
āAm I truly your wife?ā
ā¦Donāt cry. I absolutely donāt want to cry.
Adele tightened her eyes and grounded herself in reality.
If she let the tears fall now, sheād end up giving in and clinging to him, and she didnāt want things to fade away like that.
If it were something that could simply pass, she might feel at easeābut both she and this man knew better.
That the reality before them was no longer something they could turn back from.
āAdele, how can you say that?ā
āIf you hated hearing it, you should have told me.ā
āā¦ā¦ā
āDid you think Iād never find out?ā
Adele smiled faintly, and Killian looked at her as if heād been cut.
The man once so composed now seemed clumsy in everything, as though he didnāt know how to voice his heart.
āā¦ā¦When did you realize?ā
āDoes that matter?ā
āā¦ā¦ā
āNo, letās be honest. From when did you start forcing yourself to look away from me?ā
She brushed her hair back and met his gaze directly.
Who did he think she was? There was no way she wouldnāt notice something he knew so well.
Just as she was sensitive to him, he would have been the same.
āWhy do you think I avoided you so much?ā
āAdele.ā
āBecause I was tired? Because I felt awkward around my husband after so long?ā
āā¦ā¦ā
āIf that were the case, then we truly married strangers.ā
Her smile made her words all the sadder.
Taking a deep breath, Adele kept her eyes on him and smiled calmly.
Growing desperate, Killian took her hand and looked up at her.
āThat canāt be true.ā
āOr did you want to believe at least that muchāthat I knew everything, yet pretended not to? That I would keep playing ignorant?ā
Just like you.
Shaking her head, Adele pushed him away. He caught her hand again immediately, but she felt nothing.
Even with the fireplace blazing, her fingertips ached as if frozen.
āIf you couldnāt hide it forever⦠you should at least not have let me learn it from someone else.ā
āā¦ā¦ā
āThen maybe I wouldnāt have felt quite so miserable.ā
āAdele.ā
As if he couldnāt endure it any longer, Killian lowered his forehead onto the hand he was holding.
Adele tried to push him away again, but he stubbornly held on, his voice sinking low.
āā¦ā¦Then get angry. Yell at me.ā
āAngry?ā
As if sheād heard something absurd, Adele pulled her lips into a sorrowful smile.
āWhat would change if I got angry?ā
āā¦ā¦ā
āIf I shout, will you stop being my husband?ā
āHow could you say that!ā
āCrown Prince.ā
Killianās eyes, as he sprang to his feet, shook violently.
His face looked like that of someone dying of thirst.
āI like the South. This is my home, my land. I have no intention of leaving.ā
āā¦ā¦I know.ā
āIām glad to hear that.ā
There was much contained in her words. This time, she didnāt add that she liked him.
At the clear difference, tension creased Killianās brow, while Adele grew ever calmer.
āā¦ā¦Is that all I need to know about Your Highness?ā
āI only wish for my wifeāā
āJust as I do, Your Highness must have your own duties and responsibilities.ā
āā¦ā¦ā
āI wonāt blame you for that. Though itās unfortunate that I canāt follow that path with you.ā
To the man faltering over every word because he saw only her, Adele was gentleāand merciless.
āAdeleā¦ā¦ā
āLetās talk about the rest slowly.ā
She didnāt set a time, but it clearly didnāt mean now.
So please leaveāthat was all she asked, and even that felt painfully simple.
Killian lowered himself, placing one knee on the floor and raising the other.
This couldnāt end like this.
He couldnāt be pushed away like this.
āPlease listen to me. I have always intended toāā
āYouāve been speaking all this time.ā
āā¦ā¦ā
āI was always ready to listenāto how you felt, why you made those choices.ā
Right here. In this very place.
Adele tightened her eyes, now growing thin with strain, and lifted her trembling lips.
āI waited for you. I was awake before you returned here each morning to wake me. I never fell asleep first, afraid I might miss even a single word. Every moment we shared, every encounterāI was always trying to listen.ā
āAdele.ā
āEven tonight. Even when your noble younger sibling was there with us.ā
She smiled while grinding her teeth, cold and fragile like a glass doll that would shatter at a touch.
Carefully but firmly pushing Killian away, Adele clutched the blanket tighter and finally turned her reddened eyes from him.
āI think⦠Iāve done enough.ā





