Violet recalled that since the two had reunited, they had never slept together to get pregnant.
Therefore, she had been sleeping at a time.
That was far from her fertile period, but she calculated in her head that now was exactly her fertile period.
She understood why Harlin had only told her, and not Winter, about the possibility of a child being born between them.
It was clear that Winter would not be happy at all when he found out. Rather, he might die because of that hope torture.
Moreover, compared to Violet, he lacked patience. He figured he would check to see if she was pregnant every time only to be disappointed, so it seemed better to keep Winter from finding out. It was enough for Violet to feel that disappointment alone.
Violet hesitated, then gently stretched out her hand and wrapped it around Winter's hand holding the oar.
Then Winter asked.
"Do you have anything to say from earlier?"
Then Violet hesitated and said something different instead of what she wanted to say.
"Can I try rowing too?"
"It won't work."
Winter said and handed Violet the handle of the oar hanging from the hook on the boat.
"When rowing backward, row at an angle like this."
"Oh. I see."
Violet accepted the paddle, feeling a little ashamed of herself. Still, she pulled the oar as hard as she could and the boat moved forward. Violet widened her eyes in wonder.
"You're moving forward?"
"You have more power than you think."
"That's right. Who do you really think is a weakling?"
"But that doesn't mean you're not a weakling."
After bickering and rowing a few more times, the boat slipped on the lake. It was fun rowing to see every corner of the flower tree. Winter threw his head back and smiled cheerfully as if he thought Violet, who was having a hard time but was happy at the same time, was cute.
"You look like a child coming out to play for the first time."
"Is this really your first time rowing?"
"Stop now and give it to me. I feel guilty."
"Here you go."
Violet returned the paddle. He rowed again and Violet happily enjoyed viewing the flowers.
Playing around on a lake filled with scent was like a dream. Moreover, Winter also seemed to really enjoy this date. After circling the lake in an ecstatic mood, the two returned to the lake house.
They rowed for quite some time, but Winter didn't seem to be tired at all. Violet couldn't tell if she was really weak or if that man was too strong. When she entered the lake house, she saw that the staff had already packed up all their luggage.
The largest room in this house was the window bedroom on the second floor. It was fortunate that they had decided to share a bedroom before coming here.
Winter said as Violet stood on the bedroom balcony to take in the view.
"The Kanik guys will come tomorrow morning. The two co-vice presidents and even Hayel are planning to come and stay at this lake house and have a meeting."
Then Violet nodded.
"I hope the story turns out well."
After saying that, Violet returned from the balcony and closed the curtains. Winter said, sitting in front of the table in the bedroom, keeping an eye on his wife.
"There are two bathrooms, and the bathroom on the second floor is very nice. There's a big bathtub."
Violet stood with her back to the balcony and nodded.
"I already asked them to prepare bath water. There, Hayel brought me a miniature to look at.
"I see. Anyway, that damned bastard has been following you much better than me these days."
Violet quickly looked at Winter, who was grumbling. If the Kanik people came tomorrow, today would be her only chance. At that time, the manager of the lake house knocked on the door.
"I have prepared some bath water for you."
"Ah. thank you."
Violet answered.
Looking back at Winter, Violet chose a compromise between the book she read and her common sense. Violet finally made up her mind, stood in front of Winter, and untied the ribbon on her flowing blouse.
"What are you doing?"
When Winter saw that, his mouth hardened quickly. As soon as Violet took off her blouse, he looked like he was in big trouble. She said in her calm voice.
"We can take a bath together."
"Who are you? Have you switched bodies with someone other than me?"
"Not really. I read it in a book."
When Winter froze and just looked at her face, Violet looked embarrassed and picked up her blouse.
"Sorry. I'm embarrassed. I'll put my clothes back on."
"It's embarrassing, but don't wear it."
After finishing speaking, Winter took the blouse from her hands and stood close in front of her. His wife knew he had good learning skills, but he never expected anything like this.
When Winter pulled the ribbon on her skirt with one hand and tried to take off her underwear, Violet hurriedly pushed his hand away.
"What are you doing?"
"Let's take a bath together. First, I'll wrap myself in a towel and then take it off. You do the same."
Then Winter bent down, made eye contact with his wife, and asked.
"So, let's go into the bathtub?"
"That would be correct. But why do you look like that?"
"I understood that taking a bath together meant I could touch every inch of your body."
"Well, how does that make sense?"
"It's basically the same thing. You gave me permission, so don't change your mind."
Violet looked embarrassed as she was led by Winter's hand and headed to the bathroom.
***
Violet knew from the moment she entered the bathroom that her words were distorted.
Violet took too long in the bath and collapsed on the bed as soon as she got out of the bathroom. Every inch of her body was covered by her husband's lips, and there was no place that her hands could not reach, it felt like heat was radiating from all around her.
No matter when she fell asleep, it was morning when Violet opened her eyes again.
"Oh my god, how did the day end?"
As she muttered to herself, she looked to the side and saw that Winter was not there.
She guessed he went to get breakfast, Violet thought as she put on her gown and belatedly exclaimed 'Ah'.
"Are I just taking too much?"
But when she thought about it later, she was the only one who was missing energy, so it was only natural that Winter would take care of her.
While Violet was gathering her thoughts, Winter came in with ice cream. He picked up the table, placed it in front of the bed, and put ice cream on it. Then he bent down and kissed the corner of Violet's reddened eyes.
"Then why are you crying?"
"That's right. What does that mean?"
"Because you cried..."
"It became rude. Even more so."
What drove Violet even more crazy was the fact that she didn't hate him no matter how rude he was in bed. Fortunately, it was because Winter maintained a level that Violet could accept, and as the level progressed, Violet began to feel emotions that were getting closer and closer to ecstasy.
In the first place, Violet loved the sound of Winter's enduring moans in her ear as he held her during intercourse. The fact that he was anxious to do anything with her due to his large size strangely stimulated her desire to conquer.
She may not have the stamina often, but she thought it would be okay if she did often. In any case, Winter treated Violet, who had difficulty moving the next day, with more care than most loyal servants.
Violet scooped up a large spoonful of ice cream and put it into her warm mouth. The rich chocolate ice cream melted in her mouth.
Winter, who was looking at his wife eating delicious food with a happy face, spoke in a voice full of regret.
"You damn Kanik bastards. I should have told them not to come. Or come tomorrow."
"I know, right."
"I know, right?"
"But you can't do that. You have to have an important meeting."
When Violet quickly calmed down and spoke realistically, Winter lowered his upper body with a very serious expression and brought his face closer to her.
"I know, right? Do you really want to be alone with me my Princess?"
"You said it first."
"I always want to be alone with you."
Even though Winter spoke calmly, he glanced at her as if waiting for an answer. Violet was about to say something when she noticed his red ears and stretched out her hand.
"Your ears are red."
"Uh?"
"Are you embarrassed? You said you wanted to be alone together?"
The tide turned, and when she asked, Winter leaned back in confusion. As he turned his head, Violet saw in a bright light that even the nape of his neck was swollen. Violet was unfamiliar with that, and she wasn't one to make fun of things like that, so she handed him the ice cream without saying anything.
"Why don't you eat it? You like sweets."
Then Winter looked at her, covered his face with both hands and muttered.
"Damn. I'm really hot."
His entire face was hidden in his large hands. Then, as if trying to cool off, he pulled out the ice cream and started eating it with a spoon.
Violet became embarrassed by his unfamiliar behavior and immediately turned her attention to the ice cream.
***
Late in the evening, the two co-vice presidents and Hayel arrived. They unpacked their belongings in the spare room and gathered in the living room on the first floor late at night.
Although they had gathered because of Winter's declaration that he would organize business in the south, there was also the issue of title involved, and preparations were needed for Ash's unpredictable path.
The Warhoson is turned into an enemy, and the entire aristocratic society takes Warhoson's side, Kanik, which operates luxury hotels, will also find itself in a difficult position.
Violet was also deeply involved in this matter, so she sat on one side of the sofa and listened to the meeting.
Winter, who had his arm draped over one of the armrests, glanced at Violet, who was sitting diagonally across from him and gulping down coffee repeatedly to keep her awake. Winter said, unable to help himself.
"Are you going in?"
"It's okay."
"It's past time to sleep."
"So I'm drinking coffee."
When Violet raised her glass, Winter clicked his tongue with a disapproving look on his face. Eglin said, surprised at the sight.
"Mr. CEO, you really can't move from your wife."
"Shut up."
Then Hayel joined in next to him.
"If we hadn't listened to your orders, you would have overturned that table."
Even now, he wanted to turn it over, but he couldn't because Violet was there.
He asked Violet, unable to hide his irritation.
"Have you decided on your position on Ash's announcement? Do you need more time to think?"
Then Violet thought for a moment, put down her coffee cup, and said.
"Yes, I guess national policy is not something I should be involved in. It's up to the council to decide."
"That's like you."
"And just like me. I think Ash Lawrence needs to get out of there."
All four people's eyes focused on her quiet voice.
Violet continued.
"To do that, we need to cut off as much of Ash's connection to power as possible."
She no longer wanted him to be the reward for his success. Rather, she decided that it would become an obstacle that would block her path to success.
True to her personality, she carefully planned to cut off Ash's tendons. At the same time, she worried a lot about whether she was doing this out of personal revenge.
That was Winter's concern the day she waited patiently in the carriage.
After spending a few days, she concluded that it was okay to mix in a bit of vengeance to achieve her goal.
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