Vol. 1 Chapter 5.2 - Love again

Vol. 1 Chapter 5.2 - Love again

“Hey, wake up.”

The nudge shook Aelock’s body. Aelock barely lifted his heavy eyelids as if it was under a huge statue, and he could see a blurred silhouette. Oh, it’s you.

“Don’t exaggerate it.”

The cold words lowered his body temperature by another degree. Even as Aelock fought to stay awake, his eyes closed and sank back into the darkness, and a cold sigh could be heard in his dazed ears. That man clicked his tongue as he let out a hot breath through his slightly parted lips.

“Are you being on purpose with washing all the blankets when the temperature has dropped or are you just stupid? Are you being arrogant because you got pregnant? The fireplace is not a decoration.”

Aelock wanted to say that he tried to light it, but his words couldn’t come out properly. As he heard a murmur of curses, he felt a heavy thing covering his body. It was a men’s coat with a chilly, smooth texture and it was a little heavy. It was also very large. Like a blanket, the high-end clothing wrapped around Aelock’s whole body smelled bitter.

Aelock instinctively curled up more and breathed in the fabric full of that man’s body scent. The scent that filled his lungs at once calmed down his feverish stomach. Was it because he was the father of the child in his belly? Maybe it was simply because he was an alpha who Aelock had his heat with. Either way, the Alpha’s body scent gave warm protection to the emotional pregnant Omega with the high fever. Fịndd new updates on n(o)v/e/lbin(.)com

Klopp didn’t leave right away after throwing off his coat. He was touching here and there from over the table. He was probably looking at the fireplace. There was a hollow sound of something falling on the floor, and Aelock heard a fierce condemnation.

“You can’t even make a fire without a house servant. What a useless fellow.”

Being half asleep, Aelock curled up a little more, wrapping his arms around his body. He knew how to light a fire in the oven, so he thought he would be able to make a fire in the fireplace soon. He moved his body, which was heating up, brought three or four heavy pieces of firewood from outside, and tried to light the fireplace several times. However, no matter how many matches and flints he struck, the hard log wouldn’t catch fire, and even when it was barely lit, only a little smoke rose and it would soon go out. He quit because he felt suffocated by the smoke.

So his strong and fierce hands could move like that.

Aelock took a peek mesmerizingly at the man through the gap in the collar of his coat.

Soon, Klopp had finished peeling all the potatoes and took the pot back to the kitchen. It was a shame as Aelock wanted to see more of his fingers. After a while, Klopp hung a pot filled with potatoes and other things over the fireplace. Aelock didn’t know what Klopp made, but soon, the soup boiled with a delicious smell that made his mouth water. Stirring skillfully with a paddle spoon, Klopp placed the cooked soup down on the table.

Surprisingly, there was no burnt smell at all. If Aelock was the one who did it, part of the food would be half-burnt and the other part would be half-cooked. Whenever he tried to cook some soup, for some reason, all the vegetables were likely to become mushy.

Klopp went out, got some more firewood, and put it near the fireplace. He took the blanket and walked towards the bed. Aelock quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. Soon, the warm coat was raised up. Aelock shivered at the sudden coldness, and a blanket covered him. He had washed it, but the blanket was so dirty that there was still a faint scent of soap on the stains. The blanket was bigger and thicker than the coat, covering his cold toes, but somehow, he felt that the coat was warmer.

Having finished all his business, Klopp left the cottage. Aelock thought that he might be coming back, but the door didn’t open even after a long time. Feeling disappointed with the reality that Klopp would no longer see him today, Aelock lowered his blanket and rose to his feet.

To think that he was feeling disappointed. Aelock didn’t know why he was being so fussy today. Perhaps it was because he was hungry. Holding his hungry stomach, he lifted himself up and walked to the table. When Klopp opened the lid of the pot, steam came out and it smelled very appetizing. Aelock had calmed down a little while he was covered with the coat, but he still had a slight fever and a cold back, so Aelock went to the kitchen wearing the blanket to bring a spoon. After contemplating for a moment whether to use his usual chair, Aelock carefully climbed onto the chair where Klopp had been sitting earlier. And he brought the hot pot closer and ate the soup that was still hot.

“This is delicious.”

It was so delicious that Aelock blurted out the compliment without realizing it. He looked closely into the soup, but there wasn’t any special ingredient in it. How did it become so different? Aelock began to eat the soup in gulps. He had always eaten a small portion, but maybe because he had skipped his meal as he was sick, Aelock ate the soup, sticking his nose into the pot, and devoured every drop until the bottom was exposed.

As far as Aelock could remember, he hadn’t heard of Klopp being a good cook. He used to be in a boarding school, and even after he graduated and had a bit of a rough time, he still had lodging. He might have learned it when he was wandering after losing his wife and child.

Just what had happened to him. However, there was no way for the current Aelock to know. Even if he recalled his old memories of eating many rare and precious meals, he was so preoccupied with eating the very delicious soup that he definitely would give a thumbs up. Soon, he quickly forgot about all the other thoughts.