179: 53 I'm Not Angry

53 I'm Not Angry

Sibyl’s POV

In the evening, when I was done with my bath, Amy applied a lotion made of Osmanthus to my body.

She ran her fingers gently around my skin, “Your grace, Azariah has left the capital. She did not sleep with Sir Rodriguez and she was not pregnant. This is all part of her conspiracy. I believe Sir Rodriguez is innocent,” she said.

I groomed the cat and sighed, “I know. But I saw him naked in bed with Azariah that day. Although I believe they didn't have s.ex, I still feel sick inside. Her plan failed this time, but what if she succeeds next time? What should I do?”

Amy said: “You don't have to worry about what didn't happen. I think Sir Rodriguez loves you more than you think. Even if Azariah's scheme works, your husband will not marry her.”

I put the sleeping kitten on the blanket. I had my chin in my hands, and I was upset. “It made me realize that the relationship between Nuri and I was not as perfect as I thought. Many women are planning to break up our marriage, and our marriage is unstable. Amy, I'm really sad. I can accept that my marriage has failed because of my husband's change of heart, but I cannot accept that it has been ruined by someone else.”

“Your grace,” Amy said, “It's just that there are so many difficulties in a marriage and that's why it's so valuable. If Sir Rodriguez is willing to say no to other women and overcome difficulties for you, doesn't that mean that his love for you is precious?”

I thought for a moment, “Amy, you're right.”

Amy smiled at me and said, “It's better to fight than to worry. You are so gentle that some people think you are easy to bully. You have to show people your bottom line, you have to show your temper, so that people do things with scruples.”

I nodded. “Thank you, Amy. That's very comforting.”

“So, my dear princess, stop hiding from Sir Rodriguez. I feel sorry for him now.” Amy finished applying lotion and helped me into my nightgown.

My eyes were on the ground and I didn't know how to answer her.

Recently, although Nuri and I still share a bedroom, the atmosphere between us has been awkward. I didn't know how to face him or how to talk to him about it, so I always avoided him and pretended to sleep with my back to him before he came home.

To tell the truth, I don't blame him. But the thought of him and Azariah naked in each other's arms made me gasp.

“Your grace, don't sleep with your back to your husband tonight, okay? If you don't know what to say, just hug him. A warm hug is better than many words between a husband and wife.”

Looking into Amy's encouraging eyes, I pursed my lips and nodded.

“Okay.”

Amy smiled in satisfaction. “You smell so good tonight, Sir Rodriguez will kiss you.”

I smiled shyly.

Amy tidied up my room and left.

I lay in bed and stared at the small flickering flames of the candle.

There was the sound of heavy footsteps at the door.

Nuri's here!

I suddenly felt nervous, I sat up straight in bed, and then lay under the quilt, pretending to sleep.

I don't know what kind of expression to greet him, I can only pretend to sleep.

Well, Amy will be disappointed tomorrow.

I heard him come into the room.

He deliberately walked to the side of the bed and stood there for a moment, then to the closet and undressed.

The sound of the silk rubbing against each other made me imagine his body.

Don't think about it, Sibyl! I told myself.

He went into the bathroom again. A moment later, I smelled the fresh, wet smell of the shower.

He was lying next to me.

I still had my back to him.

The room was quiet, just the sound of our breathing.

I tried to keep my breathing steady, but my body was too stiff to move.

I felt him turn over.

Oh, he must be on his side now. He must be looking at me.

I dare not move.

He moved his body closer to me and then hugged me.

His warmth and scent enveloped me. I feel like I can't breathe.

“Are you still angry?” His voice was soft.

He knew I was pretending to be asleep.

I shook my head. “I'm not angry.”

“Then you turn around and look at me, Okay?” There was a plea in his voice that I didn't have the heart to refuse him.

I hesitated for a few seconds and turned around carefully.

We're face to face now.

He chuckled and kissed my forehead. “Do you want me to explain again what happened the other day?”

“No,” I said, pausing for a few seconds. “You've explained it to me several times. I believe you.”

He took my hand and put it on his chest. “But you are sad. My heart hurts when you are sad.”

I looked up at him. He looked straight at me with aggrieved eyes.

“I'm just afraid. I'm afraid that if someone really sleeps with you...” my voice is getting smaller and smaller, almost inaudible.

“That's impossible. Do you know why Azariah failed?”

“Why?”

“Because I don't love her at all. Even though she was naked in front of me, I didn't get hard.”

“Really?” I was surprised, because every time Nuri hugged me in bed, I could almost feel his hot, hard member.

Nuri is a strong young man. I know he has a strong desire for s.ex.

“I think he only has feelings for you.” Nuri took my hand and put it on his D.ick. “Feel it. He only loves you.”

My face turned red. “I see.”

“He's so loyal to you. I think you should reward him.

Nuri began to caress my body.

We haven't had s.ex in five days. 1

“No,” I said, pushing his hard chest. “I don't feel well today.”

“Did you see a doctor?” His chin rubbed against my face.

“My period is coming,” I said. Then I felt a pain in my lower abdomen, and a rush of heat flowed out of my p. ussy.

I'll sit up at once.

“What's wrong?” Nuri sat up too.

“I'm going to check it out.” I got out of bed and went to the bathroom, taking off my underwear.

Oh, it's covered in blood.

I changed into a pair of clean underwear, put a special cotton inside it which I use for my periods, and went back to the bedroom.

“What happened?”

I have a pain in my lower abdomen and my back is very uncomfortable. I don't want to talk, I don't want to move, I just want to lie in bed.

“I just had my period.”

Nuri hugged me from behind and lay on the bed. “Is there anything I can do for you?”

“No, I think.”

I feel a little tired and irritable now.

Nuri's hand touched my lower back and massaged it gently. “You go to sleep. If you don't feel well, please wake me up at any time.”

Nuri's hands are big and warm. His strength is just right, I feel my waist become soft in his massage, relieving my back pain.

“When did you learn how to massage?” I asked him with my eyes closed.

“Amy said you weren't feeling well every time you got your period. So I consulted a female doctor and she showed me a massage.”

I laughed. I had no idea Nuri cared so much about my life.

As he massaged, he said, “I have a garden palace in the suburbs. When I was a child, my family would sometimes go there on vacation. There is a mountain and some lava under it. They heated up the groundwater, so grandma built a hot spring. How about we going there for a few days next week when your period is over? I'm off next week. My time is all yours.”

“Yes,” I replied in a lazy voice, feeling sweet inside.

He kissed me on the cheek. “I'll go on vacation with you every once in a while. I've been so busy, sometimes I've given you too little attention. I'm sorry.”

I opened my eyes and looked at my husband. He didn't need to say sorry, because I got more sweetness in my marriage than sorrow.

He was set up by Azariah. He didn't do anything wrong. But now he's apologizing to me and trying to make it up to me.

I put my arms around his neck and kissed his lips. “I'm not angry, and I don't blame you. I don't want you to say you're sorry. I want you to say I love you.”

“I love you.” He deepened the kiss.

The kiss was passionate, sweet, tender and loving. We hadn't made out in five days, and the kiss made us shiver with excitement.

But during my period, we could only kiss.

After the long kiss, Nuri wheezed in my ear and said, “Next week when we go on vacation, can you take those nice lingerie with you?”

Nice lingerie?

Oh, I remember. He was talking about those s.exy lingerie grandma bought me.

My God, I've forgotten them, but Nuri still remembers them.

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