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Prince Gwiz looked very pleased to see Karen wearing the same clothes he gave her. A voice purring satisfactorily flowed out of the lips.

"It suits you."

"Thank you for your goods."

Why didn't you just send me a necklace? Not like this kind of clothes. Karen had to try not to laugh. Clothes were not just rustic in shape, but also terrible in function. The design, which would have been in vogue 20 years ago, flattened not only the waist but also the chest, so Karen could be sure that her face had turned white. I'm sure the man in front of you doesn't care about such a trifle.

"Katherine looked good in those clothes. The clothes I wore on my debut day were similar...All the girls who made their debut that year didn't get attention because of Catherine. Everyone saw her."

“…….”

"I had the thinnest waist. Her skin was the most beautiful. Every move I made was amazing."

At that time, he wanted an extremely thin body by pressing down on his chest. Cosmetics would have been paler because they had now been applied with banned mercury. To her, who must have had a hard time in a more painful time than herself.

"So I gave a lot of clothes...They all looked good together. Although I left everything when I got married. It's a gift, so you could have just taken it. Even you wouldn't do that. I'm really hurt."

"…Thank you very much."

"Yes, I'll send a few more."

Karen felt her eyelashes shake. Crown Prince Gwiz seems to like to control himself as a powerful man. I had guessed it from the time I forced her to eat, but knowing it didn't comfort me. Karen hated it now that she was under control.

"I'm sorry that women don't wear such clothes these days. Everyone's trying to show their chests in a shallow way. When I ascend to the throne later, I will ban all of them.”

"Is that so?"

"Yeah. What's your opinion?"

"I'm still young and don't know much about clothes."

He doesn't know how free he is without the pressure on his chest. You don't have to know. But what is his opinion? I can't even tell you how strange that dress looks. The answer that I didn't know well was the best.

"That's an exemplary answer.”

“…….”

"…and I'm careful."

Karen was just sitting a little bit across the chair. I hope you don't ask me to raise my head. Because it's annoying.

"Why do you think I called you?"

“…….”

You're trying to heat up the bed instead of Catherine. But Karen just held back because she wasn't crazy enough to say it.

"You're trembling."

“…….”

I couldn't stand shaking. Karen tried to control her sullen eyes, but it was hard to resist. It was not part of the will.

Why am I trembling?’

Karen was curious about that. Why is he trembling? Are you afraid of dying? Or is it because sleeping with Prince Gwiz is a betrayal of Raymond? Betrayal of love? Why do I feel rejected?

Why don't I like this guy?

Is this feeling of love for Raymond?

"…shhhhh."

Prince Gwiz swept Karen's hair. Karen was curious about that. the subtle displeasure and disgust of one's own This disgusting sensation that I didn't feel when I was drugged and enjoyed promiscuously among countless people, and when I was forced to be in the back alley by dirty people.

Why do I feel so dirty?’

Because Prince Gwiz is old? However, it was common for them to meet more and more age differences as they became higher and higher aristocrat. Age is no longer a problem when you go up to the royal family. Karen also met an older man. But it wasn't this disgusting.

Forced? But not to this extent when beaten to death. I've had enough of a man. I could say that I ate all kinds.

"Ugh."

It wasn't until Prince Gwizu's tongue cut his lips that Karen knew why.

"Well, Your Highness."

It wasn't even scary. It wasn't because I was old. More than anything, it wasn't because of his love for Raymond.

"Oh, no."

Because it's a person.

The only one in the world who is like himself. It's not ink, it's not a book, it's not just meaningless words, it's just a real person who lived a life of repeating himself.

Lady Catherine, her mother.

"If you remember your mother, don't do this."

He was weaker than I thought.

Karen didn't want to eat what Catherine had left behind.

"Oh, you look like this, too."

Karen pushed Prince Gwiz's chest with her hand, but it didn't seem to be an effective defense. That's another thing. Karen was offended by Prince Gwiz.

"Did you do this with you?”

"Are you curious?"

I don't think I should listen to my mother as a courtesy. The answer didn't have to be heard any more. Karen didn't want to hear how far he and Catherine had a relationship. It was a courtesy to the only one. courtesy to a real person Even though she is not in this world now.

Gwiz was dirtier than the homeless on the street in that he was related to Catherine. You can't use what's left of your mother's handwriting. If he's ever been involved with Catherine, he could be Karen's physical father. Karen looks like Catherine, but she doesn't look like her father.

But he was stronger than Karen. What should we do in this situation?

"Don't."

“…….”

But his smile is getting thicker. Karen's feeble defiance was nothing but excitement to him. Even if they say, "Please stop," they will be more happy.

Indeed, Karen looked down at the top of the head of the man who understood "No" as "I like a little coercive relationship, so please don't mind." Prince Gwiz set his teeth on Karen's neck. It smells like saliva.

"Well…."

Karen made an impression when she saw Prince Gwiz's top head.

Oh, my God. It's peeling off my head.’

Karen thought of her father's rich hair. When a man calls himself middle-aged, only his hair becomes competitive. Catherine might have rejected Prince Gwiz in anticipation of hair loss. Karen tried to hold back her laughter.

"…chuck."

bite one's lips Karen was used to this situation. Do we have to rebel here? The chaste ladies risk their lives for their own purity, but that sermon was like a lullaby for Karen. Realistically, if you weren't going to do it because I told you not to do it now, you wouldn't have done it from the beginning.

The prince's other hand fell behind Karen's neck and untied the fixed strap. Her back was revealed. When Prince Gwiz touched the wound on his back, a sharp pain began to haunt Karen again.

Is this okay to buy sympathy? Raymond sympathized with Karen. What about Prince Gwiz? Will he sympathize?

"Your Highness, oh, oh, it hurts....”

"…I can see who did this.”

"Your Highness."

"Berdick once visited."

"…hehehe."

"Please scold your bad daughter and son-in-law.”

Did I ask you to scold me with your bottom? Karen thought so for a moment. That's what Verdick did. Verdick, who decided that Karen and Raymond were no longer valuable, decided to end the two. And Karen was not a bad reward for Prince Gwiz.

Raymond's judgment was right.’

Remove the Raymond and turn the Karen over. By handing it over to Prince Gwiz, the royal family also has a connection. Karen looked down at the head of the man digging into her chest. I can feel the weight between my thighs. It'll be through in a little while.

"Why do you think Lord Raymond was ordered out before he retired?”

I hope you don't tell the truth as if you were revealing the shocking truth. I'm sick and tired of listening to your show-off. But whatever the inside, Karen opened her eyes wide and wept with a shocked face.

"How… how…".”

"Shh... It's okay. I'll take care of you."

Can't Raymond come back? But even if he doesn't come back, I don't think you're right. Karen imagined breaking Prince Gwiz's head. What's possible is a gun. But now, we can't stop this man from hugging him. I already finished my physical examination when I came in. Then after a few gentle hugs, the chance will come back. Karen resisted the prince, who was getting a little out of breath, and calculated when he would be okay with his funeral.

"Your Grace, don't do this. Mother…."

"Be quiet."

He tore his clothes out in a fit of displeasure. A white breast was revealed. My heart went up and down as I breathed. Someone said that the clothes you put on are to take them off. Karen pulled back and looked at the torn hem of her dress. What do they want me to wear when I'm done?

"I love Lord Raymond."

"I think you'd better forget him."

But I didn't like that dress, so I didn't waste it even if it was torn. Karen pushed Prince Gwiz away with tears that didn't come out. Tears should come out, but I think I'll get nauseous first. Karen had to put up with her nausea.

"Don't… don't…".”

The prince's eyes seemed wet with remorse. But his mouth was smiling, and his lower body was showing his lust. Karen was disgusted at the thought of his. That's old as well. The leftovers rot and spoil, giving off a disgusting smell. It's a stick that I don't want to inherit. A poor stick speaks.

What should Karen do if Raymond is dead?

"I'll just die."

Karen smiled at the crown of the crown of the prince, who looked a little empty. We don't have much time left anyway. Karen bet on Raymond. Even if he was not true love, at least he was not Prince Gwiz. You don't have to test it because you have already proven that you are not a mother.

'Let's kill him.'

But even that won't be easy. It is also not a bad story for a beloved fiance to be killed to make a revenge play. It will be fun to kill Prince Gwiz and be executed soon. Then what would be the best? Gun? Strangulation while sleeping? That's not bad either. I've also seen men relax so much that they look stupid after their love affair. It would be too much to take medicine for a meal. Or what else can we do? However, Karen's thoughts stopped as soon as she met Prince Gwiz.

"That's how you look at me.”

"What?"

"It doesn't matter now."

The prince's eyes were dimmed.

"I wonder if you're going to say you're old yourself.”

“…….”

Katherine once told him.