I Fell for the Temptation of the Evil Crown Prince - Chapter 194

The First Rut (2)

Cecil, who had touched Rowena satisfactorily, gently touched her sleeping body. As expected, her body temperature was a little higher than usual.

I don’t think it’s a cold…

It was not that he had no idea. The magic medicine he gave her. It’s about time it worked.

Cecil found that his needs were not like ordinary men after his relationship with Rowena. Cecil was embarrassed by the desire he didn’t even know existed, but he understood it in his own way.

One’s own affection is to some extent in line with lust. But Rowena’s acceptance of this was another matter. In the first place, the level of desire between Rowena and him was different.

Cecil, who had been agonizing over various things, came up with the magic medicine.

He 5hought that using the magic medicine would allow Rowena to follow her body to some extent. There is a side effect called rut, but he thought it would be okay because it was a drug that controlled Cecil himself.

He wanted to see Rowena hanging on to herself in lust.

Just in case, shall I stay with you all day today?

He had no intention of taking her right away, but he intended to hug her to her satisfaction if she was in heat. She drank such medicine at his request.

“Hm…”

Rowena, who was lying long next to Cecil, clung in his arms. Cecil smirked and hugged Rowena because she was lovely.

He wants to hug her hard but then Rowena, who has just fallen asleep, will wake up.

“Sweet dreams. My love.”

Rowena seemed to smile at the soft kiss that fell on her forehead.

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Marquis Wenson’s butler was worried. His master did not return until late in the morning.

This was not unusual, but Marquis Wenson was now without a servant or escort. It was obvious that he went to do something suspicious, so he didn’t want to send someone to find him.

“What do you think?”

At this time, it would have been nice to have a lady at home, but now Liliana was under the protection of the Crown Princess.

Liliana would not come near here because she would be caught by the family’s knights just by coming near the Marquis Estate.

As the butler waited impatiently, he saw a familiar carriage through the gate of the mansion. The coachman was coming with a lost look.

When the gatekeeper of the mansion hurriedly opened the door, the coachman drove the carriage inside. The servant ran quickly and opened the door of the carriage, but the inside was empty.

The butler turned pale and ran to the driver. The coachman was getting out of the carriage.

“What happened? Master!”

The coachman looked embarrassed when he explained.

“I was waiting at Hassler Street, as the Marquis instructed me to do. But in the morning, I was kicked out of the house out of nowhere…”

“You were kicked out?”

The butler never knew that the Marquis went in and out of Hassler Street. This is because the coachman was keeping his mouth shut under the orders of Marquis Wenson.

However, the coachman knew something was wrong, so he confided in the butler.

“It was strange! All of a sudden, the servants are…”

The coachman tried to wait in front of the mansion because Marquis Wenson had not yet returned. Even if he was kicked out of the mansion, he couldn’t just go because it was before the owner returned.

“They didn’t like it when I didn’t go, and they threatened to call a guard…”

“Is that why you came like this?”

When the butler kicked his tongue, the coachman bowed his head as if he had nothing to say.

“Did you say the Hassler family mansion?”

After checking the street once more, the butler took out the carriage with the other horseman in the house and headed himself to the street where the mansion was located. If the Marquis had returned to Hassler Street, he would be embarrassed by the lack of a carriage.

Time was already entering the afternoon. The butler’s anxiety was increasing.

He knew that even if he was alone, he could catch a carriage by himself and return to the mansion.

But for some reason, he thought the Marquis would not be able to return.

What in the world did you do?

Knowing the nature of the Marquis Wenson, the butler asked nothing. He was just silent and obeyed his master’s orders.

The streets were quiet. Marquis Hassler’s mansion was sized to match its wealth and occupied a large portion of the street.

It was eerie as the rumors that Marquis Hassler and his daughter were eaten by a demon were circulating.

The butler ordered the carriage to be parked a little away from the main gate of Hasler Street and waited. May his master return.

It was an endless wait.

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