Making 227
The morning sun streamed in through the barely covered floor–to–ceiling windows.
The blinding light caused Gilmore, who was lying on the couch to squint and slowly open his eyes.
Dawn?
He sat up, rubbing his groggy eyes, then turned his gaze to the bed.
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Juline was still deep in slumber.
Lying on her side with a thin sheet draped over her, her exquisite silhouette was perfectly outlined
for him to see.
Her long hair cascaded onto the pillow, and even in sleep, her closed eyes with those fluttering
lashes resembled delicate butterfly wings
Her breathtaking beauty, even in repose, was mesmerizing, like that of a fairy tale princess.
Gilmore approached and sat on the bed’s edge, softly calling out, Juline, wake up…
Juline’sshes quivered, resembling those of a butterfly’s beautiful wings.
Slowly, she opened her eyes, looking at Gilmore and asked weakly, “Is it morning already?”
Gilmore nodded.
But Juline, with a hint ofziness in her voice, murmured, “I’m still so sleepy. I want to rest a bit
longer.”
“I have a way to make you feel instantly refreshed. Want me to help?” Gilmore proposed, gazing at
her.
Juline closed her eyes, “I don’t believe you…”
At de Gate, she was known for her love of sleeping in. No matter how much her fellow sisters
tried to rouse her, nothing could snap her out of her sleepy state.
Sleep was the only solution.
Therefore, she didn’t believe that Gilmore has some magical method to make her feel refreshed in
an instant.
She decided to continue her slumber.
Just as Juline was about to slip back into slumber, she felt a soft and warm sensation press against
her cheek.
This…seems to be a pair of lips?
She jolted awake, her eyes snapping open, her senses instantly alert.
When she opened her eyes, Gilmore’s face was right above hers
She pushed him away immediately, her voiceced with warning “What do you think you’re doing?”
Gilmore feigned innocence, “Didn’t I promise to make you instantly refreshed?”
“Why did you kiss me?” Juline fumed
B G.
She couldn’t believe her first kiss was taken by Gilmore while she was half–asleep.
Gilmore exined. “Because a kiss from me will wake you right up. Don’t you feel more alert
now?”
Juline had the urge to bash her head against the wall. Staring at Gilmore, she shot back, “So this is
your method of refreshing
Nodding earnestly, Gilmore said, “Yes, it’s to make you feel alert
“Gilmore, you rascal! Last night, we agreed: I’d sleep on the bed, and you’d take the couch. No
funny business. And now you sneak a kiss! L… I can’t stand your Juline eximed, her voice tinged
with hurt and frustration.
She turned her face away, visibly upset.
Gilmore countered, Juline, as you said, that was LAST night’s agreement. Now that it’s a new day,
the deal fromst night doesn’t count.
“Moreover, do you remember what you promised me when we fell down the abyssst night?
“You promised to marry me. If you’ve agreed to be my wife, then kissing you is only natural.”
Juline retorted sharply. “Didn’t you just sayst night’s agreements are void? So, what I promised
youst night doesn’t count today.
“I’m not your wife! If you dare steal another kiss, I’ll cut off those sneaky lips of yours!”
However, before her words even trailed off, there was another soft “mwah.”
Juline’s delicate cheek was once again pecked by Gilmore’s lips.
She was momentarily petrified.
The next moment, she snapped out of her daze and, like an enraged kitten, lunged at Gilmore,
determined to give him a piece of her mind.
However, Gilmore, anticipating her reaction, quickly dodged her advances.
Recalling how she’d been kissed twice in quick session by Gilmore, Juline wasn’t about to let it
slide.
Tossing aside any shred ofdylike demeanor, she hopped off the bed and, in her slippers, chased
Gilmore around the
room.
But how could Juline possibly catch up to Gilmore?
No matter how fast Juline tried to close the gap, Gilmore always kept just out of her reach.
Even when she tried to use her internal mana, she couldn’t catch him.
In no time, she was both exhausted and frustrated
She knew Gilmore was doing this on purpose, taking advantage of his superior Windwalk.
Eventually, out of breath and unable to continue the chase, Juline stopped and pointed at the still–
smiling Gilmore, Gilmore… you’re lucky you’re fast! If not…”
She trailed off, not really sure what she would have done,
She couldn’t catch him words seemed useless now.
B G.
She admitted defeat.
However, just then, Gilmore approached Juline.
Seizing the opportunity, she quickly grabbed his arm and gave it a firm twist.
“How dare you bully me with your Windwalk!”
Juline twisted Gilmore’s arm, expecting him to cry out in pain.
However, there wasn’t a peep from Gilmore,
She looked up at him, puzzled, only to see him smiling down at her, showing no sign of pain.
Just then, Gilmore extended his other arm, holding several tissues. “Your forehead is all sweaty,” he
said. “Wipe it off”
Only then did Juline realize that Gilmore hadn’t pulled away from her grasp because he wanted to
offer her a tissue to wipe away her sweat.
A warm feeling swelled in her heart; she hadn’t expected Gilmore to show such a caring side,
Her grip on his arm naturally loosened.
“Why do I need to do it for you? Such azy girl, Gilmore teased, although his actions said
otherwise as he tenderly wiped the sweat from her brow
Juline’s gaze softened, her previous anger at chasing Gilmore all around the room forgotten…
At that moment, her face flushed, looking like a young girl being pampered by her beloved.
After wiping her sweat, Gilmore whispered in her ear, “Next time you twist my arm, go a bit gentler.”
Juline looked at the sp
spot on Gilmore’s arm where she had twisted it and noticed a red mark.
“Does it hurt, Gilmore?” she asked with genuine concern.
Seeing the guilt and concern in Juline’s eyes, Gilmore realized just how much she cared for him.
“It seems my life will now include the doting attention of the heiress of de Gate, Gilmore thought.
Surrounded by so many beauties, he wondered if this was a blessing or a curse.
Suddenly, the sound of cars caught their attention.
Drawn to the noise, Gilmore and Juline approached the window, pulling the curtain aside slightly.
They saw a convoy of about twenty or thirty cars driving towards the grandest vi in the Wyatt
family’s mansion.
“Those are de Gate’s cars. Why are so many of them arriving at the Wyatt family’s mansion?”
Juline pondered, her brow furrowing.
“You forget,” Gilmore replied, “I killed Karl and jumped off the cliff with you. Could de Gate not
make a grand entrance into Vista Verde?”