Hazel had held the hem of her dress tightly in her hands tightly in her hands when she decided to confess to him.
He was her husband and it would only be right if she would love him. Even if he would reject her, at least, he would take care of her. And it was enough for her to spend her life happily there.
She never had dreams of finding the lover of her life with the way her life was decided by her father. So she was content to feel these kinds of emotions and did not expect much.
"I think.."
"Aahhhh" but before she could say her heartfelt words, she heard the sound of screaming and turned only to see that the countess was the one who shouted as she ran toward the door.
"Tsk! Wrong timing! I think we have to wait for your confession. There is a drama to unfold!" she wanted to ask why he was not surprised then like others.
