SPMB - Chapter 173

SPMB - Chapter 173

My Body Has Been Possessed By Someone

When he returned. Kanna was sleeping.

'Sleeping?'

When he saw that, he was filled with anger.

Now he has gone through a very humiliating experience, but the woman who caused it is sleeping.

'I was completely fooled.'

He has been tempted many times. However, so far, he has never once felt annoyed or lost his temper..

But why was it like that a little while ago?

It felt like his stomach was burning from the hot salt. It was a dizzying feeling he had never experienced before.

And one more thing.

'Why was I so obedient?'

That woman played with him. But didn't he just obey her words without even protesting?

He couldn't understand himself just a moment ago.

He glared at the sleeping woman with cold eyes.

She closed her eyes quietly, not even a sound of breathing could be heard.

The sight of no tossing and turning, as if...

'It looks like a corpse.'

Lying in a coffin, sleeping forever. 

Dead body.

It was then.

Thump, thump, thump, thump.

Suddenly, his heart started beating rapidly. He was taken aback by his own reaction.

Suddenly, why is his heart...

"Huh."

For a moment, his breathing becomes difficult. A pressure like a chain was pressing down on his neck.

Why is this happening all of a sudden?

Puzzled, he stretched out his twitching hand. He held it under the tip of the woman's nose.

He had to check.

Is she alive or dead?

The moment when her breath finally touches his fingertips.

'She alive.'

He sighed in relief and lowered his head.

Thank God. She's breathing. She's didn't die.

'What happened now?'

He looked at the woman exhausted.

Why did he imagine that this woman was dead? Why did he feel like he was suffocating?

"Damn it."

This feeling was unpleasant for this woman.

What on earth is this woman?

A little while ago, just by touching, she excited him to the point where his eyes were about to roll over, but now her sleeping appearance gave him a feeling of extreme despair and nervousness.

He instinctively knew.

This woman is dangerous.

She may become very dangerous to him. She will definitely have a negative impact.

He trusted his intuition. It was a feeling that had never been wrong until now.

He sighed and ruffled his hair.

What's even more infuriating is that even when he was agitated, she was still sleeping soundly.

"Shit."

He swore. Then he took a cigarette out of his luggage and put it in his mouth. He lit up.

He thought he'd just pretended to be bitten by a dog, smoke a joint, and sleep.

But he couldn't sleep even after five cigarette butts piled up.

It wasn't because of discomfort.

The feeling of the woman riding on his body just moments ago kept coming back to him.

The weight that settled down and pressed down on him, the soft touch, the gesture of her hand sweeping his chest...

His body became hot again.

He put his sixth cigarette in his mouth and looked up at the sky.

"It's driving me crazy."

***

After that, Kalen almost ignored Kanna. There was no conversation at all.

He didn't say anything other than what was really necessary, and he didn't even look at her. Kanna also secretly observed him and never let down her guard.

'Is the mole on his chest gone?'

Although it is very rare, there have been cases where moles disappear naturally. Maybe that's the case.

'So. It's dangerous to be certain that he's not Kallen just because he doesn't have a mole.'

It's dangerous.

Kanna felt strange at those words. Is it because the past three years have been immersed in perfect peace? 

The word felt very unfamiliar. One thing is clear, he wasn't acting or anything. That much was certain.

If that man is Kalen, he must have completely lost his memory. Then what should she do?

How can she do it? Kanna decided coldly.

'I won't do anything."

While giving Kalen Addis' life back, she could lose Tatyana Eugenia's life. She had neither the will nor the obligation to take such risks.

It was then. Kalen, who had been preparing his bed, came striding towards her, throwing away her sleeping bag.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"What am I?"

"You kept looking at me, didn't you?"

Kanna responded shamelessly.

"Then who do I see here other than you? Since we are in the same space, our eyes may diverge. Aren't you too self-conscious?" 

"I'm very self-conscious?"

Kalen burst out laughing as if he was shocked, but then suddenly turned his face. Then he grabbed her by the collar and yanked her. 

"Don't talk nonsense, client. You don't think I know you've been observing me all this time?"

His face came closer. His threatening voice touched her cheek. 

"Or are you planning to enchant me with your eyes this time?"

Kanna indeed observed him, but it was not her intention at all. This time, Kanna became displeased.

"That means you are overly conscious of me. Do you think I found it tempting to look at you?"

Then she mocked him with a hearty sneer.

"It's not my fault you disappeared at dawn, is it?"

"What?"

"Because it can be heard from far away. I was worried that you might be in heat." 

Kalen's face heated up at those words. It wasn't because of anger. It was because of the shame.

However, Kanna did not stop and continued speaking mercilessly.

"Still, I pretended not to hear anything and was considerate, but you grabbed me by the collar just because I looked at you a few times."

Kalen quickly regained his composure. He raised the corners of his mouth with a cold expression on his face.

"I'm sorry if it bothered you. I was so passionate that I couldn't control it."

Kalen answered slowly.

She was right. Kalen shuddered several times with a sense of defeat, self-blame, and humiliation.

He wasn't like this before, but after meeting that woman, his body stopped listening. It was difficult to hold back the strangely burning blood. He almost turned around.

Maybe it's because of the secret contact on the first night.

That was ridiculous. He was in a heated state like a clumsy adolescent boy for several days after just that much contact.

Kalen lifted the sleeping bag and packed it.

"I feel like I'm in the way, so I'll just disappear."

Kanna clicked her tongue.

'Well, I heard that.'

This was a bit harsh.

When teaching Prince Lorenzo sex education, didn't she teach him that it was a very healthy and natural instinct and that he should never feel guilty?

However, he ended up using that as an excuse to attack.

Perhaps that's why Khanna was overcome with a sense of shame for having done something she couldn't do as a member of the National Assembly.

'It would have been better to have double swearing.'

Besides, she unintentionally provoked him on the first night.

Kanna looked at Kalen's back as he packed his bags and got up.

Still, if he wanted to go, Kanna was planning to give him a map and tell him to go.

"Wren."

But the moment she called that name, the realization hit her.

Now, the reason why she censored her actions and felt guilty. And the reason she just called his name.

'That guy is not Kalen.'

Because there was no way Kanna would feel guilty towards Kalen.

Now everything is starting to feel real. Whether he is Kalen or not.

Kalen Addis is gone. By losing everything he has, he's gone from this world.

Kalen lost everything: his wealth, his knowledge, his emotions, his status, his honor, his power, his connections, his family, his future, his past, his memories, his first name and last name.

Everything... Everything...

He even wanted to lose his own life forever. The moment he chose to die, Kalen Addis disappeared.

He disappeared forever from this world, embracing painful memories and guilt.

'The Kalen Addis I hate is no longer anywhere.'

He was no longer Kalen because he had lost himself.

Wren.

"If I call you, please speak up."

He stopped at that one word. He pulled up on the bridge he was about to leave and waited.

Kanna was silent for a moment and then spoke.

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