Chapter 90.2

Betsy was still looking between Yurina and Reynard, and then raised her hands as Reynard approached.

“I never took measurements.”

“Mrs. Anderson will tell you.”

Raynard smiled, spread his arms and turned around following Mrs. Anderson’s instructions, but Yurina noticed that he was a little nervous. It was a very subtle difference that only she could feel.

It pleased her to think that she knew him so well. But at the same time, Yurina felt uneasy.

‘Does he still have wounds?’

At the academy, it seemed that the problem of red eyes didn’t bother him anymore, because how he walked with friends and didn’t show it.

However, the wounds received from Mrs. Lauren in childhood still seemed like sharp stones in his heart. Meanwhile, Mrs. Anderson looked into his eyes and didn’t move, not wanting to get closer.

“Then I will come to you next week.”

“Time is running out. I beg you to do everything quickly.”

“I’ll try my best.”

After checking the dimensions once more, Mrs. Anderson gathered her tools and left. At that moment, Raynard sat down on the couch with relief on his face.

He tilted his head and stretched out on the couch.

Yurina stepped closer and saw that his forehead was covered with sweat. Although it was a warm day, it wasn’t warm enough to make me sweat. Therefore, Yurina realized that he was so nervous to sweat.

‘The wound is deeper than I thought.’

Yurina winked at her and Bestsy quickly went out to bring her a cold drink Yurina looked at the door and sat next to Reynard.

“Are you tired?”

“A little. But it’s over, so it’s okay.”

“Sorry, but there’s a lot more to do than this. You have to match your belt and shoes to your outfit, you have to think about your hairstyle and…”

Raynard covered his eyes with his hands and sighed, not listening to Yurina.

“I’ve felt it before, but you seem really tired.”

Yurina laughed softly and tucked his hair back. His bangs were wet with cold sweat.

“Now you will be pestered even more than me. It’s because you’re more famous than me, and you’re attracting attention.”

“I don’t need that much attention.”

“Although it’s easier for you than for me. You don’t have to wear a corset. It may happen that I have to starve before party.”

“But why?”

“In the Empire, a thin waist is the standard.”

He lifted the hand that covered his eyes and looked at Yurina before pulling her towards him with his other hand.

Yurina glanced at the half-open door and sat on his hip, following his hand. Raynard lifted his head back and looked Yurina in the eyes.

“Is it really necessary?”

His fingers caressed Yurina’s sides gently.

“You are beautiful without any corsets.”

This time, his hand slid up Yurina’s back. Yurina hugged him tightly, feeling the touch of his fingers slowly pressing against her back as if he were playing a piano.

She swallowed nervously as she looked at his face. Contrary to his usual self-confidence and imposing air, he now looked strangely erotic.

“When will Betsy be back?”

Reynard asked, gently rubbing Yurina’s back with his palm. Yurina watched as he ran his tongue over his lower lip, then shifted her gaze to the door.

It was more about avoiding his gaze than trying to see if Betsy was coming. For some reason, today his eyes were so hot, it seemed that her very skin was heated from his gaze.

“I think she will come soon.”

“Mmm.”

He frowned in displeasure, and then the door moved slowly and closed soundlessly. There was a click, and the sound of the door locking itself.

Yurina was startled and tried to stand up, but Reynard tightened his arms and put her back on his leg.

“And what are we going to do when Betsy comes?”

“Betsy will be late.”

Yurina raised her eyebrows as if asking what he meant. Raynard smiled languidly, closing his eyes.

“She needs to do something.”

Raynard calmly replied and lowered his gaze. His gaze passed through Yurina’s neck and turned to her chest and waist. Even though she was dressed, Yurina felt that he could see through everything.

Her face instantly turned red and she covered his eyes with her hands.

“But can I really wear this dress?”

Yurina turned around and tried to pull away from him to fix the thin atmosphere in the room, but she couldn’t because Reynard wouldn’t let her go.

“No, just. It seems like you didn’t like it earlier.”

“It’s not like that. It is really pertty. I like the dress, but…”

“But?”

“You are so beautiful…”

Reynard’s lips touched Yurina’s ears. He moved his lips along her neck and whispered softly:

“I don’t want to show you to others. This belongs to me alone.”