In the dream, Violet was holding a gun, and Winter ran to catch her.
But no matter how much he ran, he couldn't reach her.
No matter how much he persuaded her, threatened her, pleaded with her, and tried everything, she eventually picked up a gun and shot herself in the head in front of Winter.
Winter clearly remembered what happened in the seconds after Violet died, the day she told him how her body changed to leave her.
A bullet was fired and Violet leaned back in her chair. Blood was pouring from her head, and Winter watched for maybe two or three seconds.
Winter never wanted to look into the emotions he felt at that time. So he buried it in his heart and it turned out to be a dream.
That moment that he never wanted to encounter again continued to flow in his dream without ending.
And then he woke up, and when he thought about it, it was the morning when he first switched bodies with Violet.
As he got down to the bed, he found a pill bottle and a bottle of champagne. His mind was screaming inside not to take it lightly and to take a closer look, but his body ignored it and passed by.
His nightmare continued until the servants, startled by his screams and sobs, rushed to wake Winter.
***
Violet hurried out into the hallway and saw Flip running towards Winter's bedroom. Violet frantically ran to him and grabbed his arm.
"Flip, what is going on?"
"It looks like the CEO is having a nightmare!"
"Nightmare?"
"Yes, the CEO often suffers from such severe nightmares. Things were a little better these days, but then it happened again..."
Flip had sleeping pills and alcohol in his hands. Violet said in shock.
"You shouldn't give alcohol and drugs together!"
"We have tried many things, but there is no other way to put the CEO back to sleep."
Flip answered in tears.
What kind of situation is this so there Is no way?
Violet entered the bedroom In despair. Winter was suffering from nightmares, unable to twist his body properly. Violet hurriedly climbed into his bed and she rocked Winter.
"Winter, wake up. Winter!"
When she shook it, Winter suddenly opened his eyes. As soon as he found Violet, he quickly sat down in his seat and hugged her. Winter was breathing hard, like someone who had fallen into the water and was rescued.
The sound of his rough pulse was almost audible to Violet's ears. His pajamas were soaked with cold sweat, but he felt a vague worry rather than feeling uncomfortable.
Violet asked, stroking Winter's back with her hand.
"What's wrong? Why are you so surprised?"
Winter, who had been panting in fear for a long time, grabbed Violet's collar with trembling hands.
Flip, standing in front of the door, looked on in confusion as Winter buried her face in Violet's shoulder, trying to calm down. When Winter had a nightmare, the servants had a hard time waking him up. His size and strength were enormous, so if he started struggling, it was dangerous to even go near him. Moreover, when he woke up, he could not fall back asleep and kept drinking, scaring everyone around him.
Sometimes he would get drunk and throw things and get angry, but they felt reassured when he did that. Flip actually became anxious, wondering if Winter would die if he locked the door and became quiet. Flip was surprised that he found stability so easily. And it was only now that Flip was convinced that this nightmare, which started after the Little Madam disappeared, was entirely caused by her.
Flip put the alcohol and medicine down on the nightstand.
"Then I'll just go."
Flip greeted them politely and left. Violet greeted Winter with a smile and patted Winter's back again.
"You're a bit of a coward, you are. Was it such a scary dream?"
Winter, who had technically flexed his body to fit Violet's size, nodded.
One of Violet's wrists was held tightly in his hand. It wasn't a painful grip, but it seemed like he had no intention of letting go before tonight was over.
A moment later, as Winter reached for the nightstand, Violet grabbed his arm.
"Wait. You had a nightmare like this... Besides, what happens if you try to take alcohol and drugs together?"
"You ate it."
"Me?"
"Yes. You did that once."
"When?"
Violet tilted her head, unable to understand what he was talking about. But Winter didn't say anything more about it, so Violet asked, gently ruffling his hair.
"What was the dream?"
"The most terrifying scene of my life."
Violet nodded as if she understood what Winter said.
"I see."
Since she didn't say anything after that, Winter clicked his tongue and asked.
"Do you think I dreamed of being abandoned by my own mother?"
"Is not it?"
"No."
"Sure?"
Violet's eyes widened, wondering if there could be a more terrifying moment than that. Winter, who saw that, snorted and hugged Violet tightly.
"It's worse than I thought."
"Me?"
"Yes, you. You were really mean."
Violet stroked the back of Winter's neck, who buried his face in her arms again, thinking that he was probably doing this because she asked him a question she shouldn't have asked.
As expected, she felt her pulse pounding.
Winter hugged Violet's waist and fell down on the bed. As Violet panicked and tried to push him away, Winter closed his eyes and muttered.
"Let's sleep together."
"Winter."
"I don't mind going, but if you run away, I'll feel bad, so I'll have to take that alcohol and drugs."
"No. Don't do that again."
Violet said firmly as if she would never do it. Then Winter nodded his head and murmured to Violet, who was wrapped in his arms and buried in his arms.
"Let's make you mine just for today, Violet."
"What..."
"I say I'll let you go soon. It's May now."
Violet kept her mouth shut. Winter's voice, heard in the darkness of the night, was heartbreakingly sad.
"Spring is a good season, but it ends really quickly. So will my time with you."
"..."
"May will go by really quickly."
Violet tried to raise her head a little, but she couldn't see his face because she was trapped in his arms. She was overcome with the urge to see his face, but Winter stubbornly held Violet in his arms and kept her from moving.
It's sad that spring is short, so maybe that's why he sounded sad.
Violet had a hard time sleeping trying to soothe her inexplicably agitated heart, while Winter, on the other hand, quickly fell asleep soundly.
***
Violet opened her eyes to the scent of flowers wafting from all directions. Winter was still fast asleep, and fortunately, he didn't open his eyes even when Violet carefully unwrapped his arms from around her waist.
She got out of bed, but all she could see was a beautiful field and a well-paved road stretching out in front of the large window.
When she left the bedroom, Hayel was waiting for her. He asked with round eyes.
"The CEO, are he really asleep?"
"Yes. Did you sleep very well?"
Hayel then made an expression of disbelief.
"That is absolutely ridiculous. Mr. CEO, if he has a nightmare, he has to get drunk for a week and take drugs to sleep."
"Have you ever heard what the nightmare is?"
"No, there is none. I guess it's a secret."
Violet nodded.
At that time, the door opened and Winter, barely dressed in a nightgown, walked out. Je asked, looking at Hayel's empty hand.
"Why did you come without coffee?"
"Mr. CEO, I can't sleep if you have nightmares, so I just came to check if you were asleep."
"So why didn't you bring coffee?"
"I'll get it right away."
"Bring it to my wife's bedroom in 30 minutes."
"I'm going right away."
"Yes."
Violet was concerned about Winter's harshness, which was difficult to match, but Hayel didn't seem to care. As he said goodbye and left, Violet asked curiously.
"Why are you asking him to bring it after 30 minutes? He said he was going right away."
Then, instead of answering, Winter yawned and placed his chin on Violet's shoulder.
"You smell like flowers, but there are no flowers, so you're looking for them, right?"
While trying to push him away, Violet hit the nail on the head and asked curiously.
"How did you know?"
"I was just wandering around in front of the window. Because it was dark last night, you couldn't see it. The only thing I can see here is the peacock."
"Do you like peacocks?"
"Yes. That's cool. Like a nobleman."
"It seems like you like it the same way."
Violet laughed. Winter gestured as if asking her to go to her room, and Violet had no reason to refuse to go see the flowers. Winter arrived at Violet's bedroom one step ahead and pushed the door open with both hands. And he motioned for her to follow him.
"With your fingers like that..."
Violet, who was about to say something, was speechless. She stopped in shock, took a few steps, and then stopped again.
Beyond the balcony, an enchanting view of a garden bathed in morning sunlight hung like a huge landscape painting. There was a garden with a path in the middle, and the surrounding area was lush with all kinds of flowers and fruit trees. Flower petals were scattered over a channel of clear water. It was so large that it would never be possible to explore it all without a carriage.
Winter said, putting his arms on the railing and looking out.
"I assure you. There may be many mansions bigger than this, but there is no garden bigger than this on both continents. Not even in any royal castle."
Violet had certainly never seen a garden like this in her life.
She walked down the outdoor stairs as if possessed. He must have been very concerned about safety, so she laid a soft carpet on the wide stairs made of very good stone.
As Violet got off the road, Winter walked behind her, feeling a sense of accomplishment. Violet was walking through the garden with a mesmerized look on her face, and when she found some wild strawberries growing densely, she squatted down.
Winter praised himself for buying this house as she couldn't take her eyes off him as she picked a handful and placed it in his hand.
"If you want to go back at least part of the time, you need to eat well, so let's go back first, right?"
"I'll just look at it a little more. Go in first."
"Do you remember that you are in pajamas?"
Violet paused at his words, was surprised to see her outfit, and made an excuse.
"It's connected to the bedroom... So I don't feel like I'm out of the bedroom yet."
"Yes, yes. Okay, let's go in. Even if you can't stand it at night and sneak out to look at the garden. I'll pretend not to see you."
"That doesn't happen."
"Can you guarantee?"
"Because I won't get caught."
Winter shook his shoulders and laughed at Violet's reply.
When the two returned to the room, Hayel had just come in carrying coffee. Winter said to Violet with a playful smile.
"Is there an answer to why you asked me to come back in 30 minutes? As expected, you were so entranced that you lost track of time."
Violet's cheeks turned a little red as she had nothing to say in response to his teasing.
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